Hello my loves. :) This is the end. I'm sorry it's abrupt, I just am getting kind of tired of writing it, and I want to start on a new idea for an AU Bethyl fic which I'm sure I'll have up in a few days. Thank you all for sticking with me, I'm sorry for ending it right now, but I love you all!
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I totally didn't mean to put that line there but we'll go with it~
I woke up groggy, bright sunlight flooding my blurry vision. I smacked my lips together and sat up to see Daryl sitting with his head in his hands, shaking his head and I saw sobs wracking through him. How long was I out? What was wrong?
"Daryl?" I asked, voice hoarse. He looked up at me and wiped his tears away quickly. "Daryl, what's wrong?" He stood up fast and went to the door, opening it and yelling out into the hallway. I felt an IV in my arm and I looked down to see the stitches in my wrist taken out, the cut still red but I would bet it only had a few more weeks until it became another ugly scar.
"She's up! Maggie, get yer ass in here!" he yelled then came back to cup my face, kissing my lips, the taste of tears on his lips.
"Daryl, please tell me what happened," I pleaded. A million thoughts ran through my head while I sat on that cot.
Maggie came rushing in, followed by Glenn and Rick holding Judith. "Beth, Princess, your stitches ripped open an you passed out. Been in a coma for weeks. An'...an'..." He started sobbing again and I couldn't think of what could be so horrible to make him cry like that. Was I dead? Was this a dream?
"You lost your baby, Beth. Miscarried, a few days ago," Maggie whispered, her lip quivering and tears ran down her face.
My vision was spotted with black and my world was spinning. This couldn't be real. It was all a nightmare, and I just had to wake up.
...
I looked up and she was pale as a sheet of paper. "Beth..." I walked over to her and held her up. She ripped out her IV and grabbed the garbage can sitting next to her cot and threw up in it. I held her hair back while she sobbed into the bucket.
My heart was still broken since the "doctor" here told me what had happened. I couldn't sleep at night. I never once left Beth's side, and I lost a noticeable amount of weight.
She looked up at me with sunken, sad blue eyes. "I'm just dreaming, Daryl. Right? Tell me I'm dreaming. Please," she whispered to me, tears pouring down. This was our one chance at happiness, our lives would be turned around. Once again it was ripped away from us. This was why I believed that God, heaven, all that was just bullshit they fed us to keep us happy.
I shook my head at her. "I'm sorry, Beth," I whispered back. She set the bucket down and I held her tight to me and I heard Maggie choke back a sob and walk out of the room. "I still love you, no matter what happens. You're my forever, Princess."
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He held me and stayed with me in bed for the whole night. I eventually stopped crying and my body was numb. Why did I deserve this? After everything that happened to me, why this on top? We just needed that happiness, that light in the dark.
I was losing my faith. What kind of god would do that to somebody? Knock them down again and again. I thought this would be the beginning of something new. Turns out it was the end.
That's it! I know I'm terrible, I'm so sorry. Let me know what you thought. Keep your eyes out for my new fic. :) I think it'll be named 'In A Small Town' I love you all~