Naked from his head to his toes, Daryl went down the long corridors to Negan's room. Everyone was pointing with their index fingers at his broken body, they were laughing loudly and were yelling stupid things at him with amused voices. But Daryl didn't care about them, at least he told himself so.
Finally Dwight and he were standing in front of Negan's door and after knocking at it, his deep voice told them to come inside. Negan's smile got even wider, when he saw naked Daryl in front of him. Daryl's look never left the floor under his feet. What did this bastard want from him?
"I'm so sorry, that I couldn't speak with you earlier, I had some things to do, but however. Dwighty boy told me that, when I have given you the well intentioned chance to fuck that sexy bitch, you were just sitting on floor the whole hour long and didn't even touch her?" Negan got closer to Daryl. "What's wrong with you man? I think there are just three possibilities here. First, you have a very good body control. Second, your little man right here, isn't so good any more. Or third, you are just shy."
Laughing loudly again, Negan went on "I don't think that it's nether first or second, but I think it's the third possibility and because I'm such a good guy, I want to help you with your shyness." Daryl slowly began to lift his head. "Now you know, why I let you go here all naked, don't you?"
Daryl got damn nervous and his hands began to shake. "Look, Dwighty boy will bring you to her again now. And because I'm such a good guy I already gave for you the work away to take of your clothes. No, no, you can thank me later." Negan tapped on Daryl's bare shoulder and he shoved him in Dwight's direction. "And now go and nail her. And damn I think you can do that damn well with that masterpiece of a dick you have."
With that Dwight leaded Daryl to Beth's cell, while his brain tried to find a way out. But there wasn't any and so they were finally standing in front of her closed door and after Dwight had opened it, he shoved Daryl inside, with a devil laugh, and locked the door behind him again.
As quickly as Daryl could, he lowered himself next to the door on the dirty ground and leaned his back against the cold wall. His knees against his chest, his arms wrapped around his legs, he could feel how the tears were building up in his eyes.
In the second Daryl could hear Beth saying his name, she was also lighting up the candle , before he could even stop her. When Beth noticed, that Daryl was totally naked, she quickly looked away again and he could hear her whispering something like 'oh no'. After she had picked up the thin blanket from her old mattress, she went over to Daryl and carefully placed the fabric on his lab, never looking directly at him.
Only then he got it how damn ill he felt, how bad his body was shaking, how upset he was feeling. After Beth had lowered herself next to him on the ground, she took him in her arms and Daryl cried at her chest like a little baby.
Telling himself, that the words, which the people were yelling at him, their amused looks, when they saw the scars on his back or their laughs, didn't mind him, but he was wrong. It was like he was a kid again, when all the other kids at school were doing the same things to him, because he was a Dixon. It hurt so much, it still hurt so damn much.
Trying to calm him down, Beth stroked her soft palms over Daryl's bare back and when his sobs finally stopped she asked worried "Did they do this to you?" She was asking about the scars on his back. Daryl thought, that he couldn't feel any worse, but he was wrong, he was again so wrong. Now Beth Greene also knew about his scars and it broke Daryl's heart one more time.
Finally he managed to shake his head and said between sobs "No.. this.. was.. my.. father.." Against Daryl's expections, Beth didn't pull away from him, instead she hugged him even tighter and pressed her lips against his forehead. "It's okay Daryl. You are here by me know. You are safe. I got you." She told him with her sweet voice.
After the last tears had finally stopped running out of his red eyes and his breath got more into normal again, Beth told Daryl "You shouldn't sit all naked on the cold, dirty floor Daryl. C'mon sit yourself on the mattress. It's probably as dirty as the ground but at least it isn't that cold." Beth helped Daryl standing up, making sure all the time, that the blanket around his middle never left its place.
"Here drink that." Beth offered him a bottle of water. "No, it's yours Beth." Daryl told her with a still shaking voice. "I can pick myself some new later when I'm allowed to leave my cell. So drink Daryl, you need it." With his two shaking hands, Daryl leaded the bottle to his lips and when the first drop ran down his dry throat he also got it how urgently he had needed something to drink.
When the bottle was finally empty and laying next to the mattress, Beth took his cold hand in her warm ones and stroked soothing his palms with her thumbs. Seriously she told him "Daryl, listen to me, you have to do the things Negan wants you to do. There is no way out of this, not yet. I know you don't want to follow his stupid comments, but otherwise he will kill you. I don't want to lose you again Daryl. I need you. Please, do the things he wants you to do to stay alive, till.."
Only then Daryl noticed how desperately Beth was looking at him. How dark the skin under her eyes was, how fresh the scar of the bullet was looking, how broken she was. And then Daryl got it, that he could do something against her worries. Right now he was thinkging about someone else.
And so Daryl finally nodded his head and whispered "Okay." down to her. Beth leaded his hands slowly to her mouth and kissed them thankfully, while the tears were running silently down her cheeks. "We will make it together Daryl, you and me, we will make it alive out of here."
After some time Beth asked "Why did Negan do this to you? What did he want you to do with?" Daryl got a little nervous, while he was searching for the right words, when he got it, that there weren't any to describe what Negan wanted from him. After clearing his throat, he finally answered "He wanted to break me with.. with.. he thought, that I will give in when.. you and me would have.." Daryl didn't know how to end this sentence, but he also knew, that he didn't have to, because Beth already understood.
"Oh.." It was all that left her lips, before they could hear footsteps on the corridor and before they could even do anything Dwight was standing in the middle of the room, looking down at the two of them.
"So you were finally standing your man." Dwight said amused, his look on Beth. Because Daryl didn't know what he meant, he also looked over to Beth and the look he got was breaking his heart. The short time between they had heard the footsteps and Dwight finally entered the room, Beth got her hair into a mess, her shirt half open, so they could see her bra, her jeans were opened too and she was crying badly, like something bad had happened to her.
Best Daryl wanted to take her in his arms, but he knew, that this all was part of Beth's plan, so he played his role and looked up at Dwight with the most badass look he could manage. After the man had shoved Daryl outside again, he had to look at Beth one more time, even when he felt damn ashamed standing in front of her all naked, but Beth's eyes were just fixed at his and she almost unnoticeable nodded at him. And before Dwight closed the door Daryl nodded back at her.
The second Daryl was back at his own cell, he had never believed, that he would be so damn glad someday about his prison clothes. But now he really was.
He was sitting on the hard ground of his cell and tried to warm himself up, when suddenly someone opened the heavy door and got to him into dark room. It was Negan. Daryl's heart began to beat faster and his breathing stopped just when he looked at this disgusting guy.
Like every time Negan had this damn smile in his face, while he was looking down at his prisoner. "C'mon my friend, stand up. I want to do something with you, or with better words, I want to do something to you."