A/N: Much love to those who have fav/followed, I sure hope I don't disappoint. I will warn you, I am a stay at home mom to an almost three year old, so finding time to appropriately update is hard. I promise you though, from here on out to update once a week if not twice.
Right now it's 11:50pm and I am beyond TIRED so if this chapter is too jumpy or you want more background on Nellie please feel free to PM me suggestions. Again, I'm so sorry that this is so short, but I wanted to post at least something.
Things weren't good, no, how could they be when he ripped her away from everything she knew? Her only friend? She laid in her bed, looking over every foreign inch of her new bedroom. She hated that Daryl didn't have a house phone, so she pulled the notebook from her backpack and opened it up to a blank page;
I know I just wrote in this last night, but the tear stains probably make most of it illegible...so I'll try again. Its been three days since I've spoken to my dad, I hate him for taking me away from everything, especially you. He's tried bribing me with promises of shopping trips, but I'm sending you what I can so you can save up for your graduation cap and gown. We graduate in two years, Daryl, and I promise the day I graduate I'll come see you. I think I'll actually graduate two days before all of you do, so I can be there to see you walk down the aisle!
I don't like this new place, the people are way too nosy. It's a cute little neighborhood called Alexandria. I've met the president of the H.O.A. and I'm not impressed. She seems ignorant, but her husband seems nice enough. We've got enough casseroles to last us through the end of the world I swear. The school sucks, we've already studied everything their learning right now, so this should be easy breezy for now. I'll write you twice a week, promise.
If you can get to a phone I'll be home at five everyday, so you can call me anytime after that. God, I miss you...so much.
-Nellie
It was nearing the end of senior year and still no word from Daryl, no calls, no letters...nothing. She fought an inward battle daily, with graduation approaching and her promise still clear as day in her mind...would she go?
That was an idiotic question, of course she would. Time has passed but true friendship lasts. She thought back to how frantically Daryl had pulled himself to her, its been nearly two years and the memory still made her blush. Every now and then she found herself angry that there was no explanation to that.
You know, I'd really love nothing more than to hate you, and you know I mean what I say. I don't understand why you're not answering my letters and quite frankly, I don't give two shits Daryl Dixon. I made you a promise, and I may be naïve for keeping it but I don't care. Graduation is in six days, it'll be around 11am your time. Send good vibes that I don't fall on my face.
I'll see you sometime that night. Hopefully.
-Nellie
Her truck roared down the road as she slowly and carefully slipped her wedges off, replacing them with simple sandals while her heart raced.
This was completely idiotic, he hadn't called, wrote, it was almost like he never even existed.
She shook off the negative thoughts and scenarios as she pushed the pedal to the floor, refusing to stop for fear of turning around.