The Heart Won't Lie
Chapter 6
Beth was on her way to her family's farm when she decided to stop by the Dixon's home.
It had been a week since she ran into Daryl at the store. Even though she wasn't sure what she was going to say to him, she needed to know why he never tried to come back to her.
She pulled up right behind a truck that was parked in the driveway and got out.
It didn't look like anyone was there but as she got closer she could hear several people inside.
As she approached the steps, the front door swung open.
"I'll be damned!" Merle hurried down the steps and lifted her up, "Lil' Miss. Beth Greene, how tha hell are ya, Sugar?"
She smiled as he put her down, "I'm good, Merle. Is Daryl here?"
Merle took a step back from her, looked at her and then the front door. "Naw, he ain't here."
"Oh," she knew he was lyin', after knowin' both Daryl and Merle for sixteen years, she knew their tells, "Well, can you tell him I stopped by?"
"Yeah, Sugar. I'll let 'im know."
Beth mumbled her thanks and left.
As Merle stepped back into the house, a woman pulled him by his shirt into the living room where Daryl and another woman were.
"Who was that?" Daryl slurred.
"Some lil' princess," he laughed.
Daryl pushed the woman off of his lap, stood up and staggered to the fridge.
Some lil' princess she is. Daryl shook his head at his brothers nickname for Beth.
Beth was seated at the bar she knew Daryl and Merle had frequented since their return.
"Oh shit," Beth heard behind her and turned around in time to see Daryl walking out the door.
"Daryl!" she called after him but by the time she made her way outside, he was gone.
Beth got it in her head at that moment that no matter what she had to do, she was going to make Daryl Dixon talk to her.
She wasn't going to let him avoid her any longer. He had done that for years no and it was about damn time he own up to everything.
Over the following week, Beth ran into Daryl twice. Both times were at the grocery store and despite him acting like he wanted to at least say hello to her, he didn't. Though she assumed it had something to do with everyone watching them and listening in so she just smiled and turned her shopping cart around and walked away.
That's what he really wanted, wasn't it?
"Bethie?" Phillip called when she entered the house.
She cringed slightly every time he called her that. It had always been a name used by her family and Daryl.
"Yeah?" She called back and started towards his office.
He smiled and stood up, kissing her when she walked in.
"How was work?" she asked.
"Good."
She cocked her head to the side when he didn't ask her about her day.
"Aren't you going to ask me about my day?"
Phillip shrugged but turned his attention back to his work.
"You teach first grade, Beth. How exciting can that be?"
Beth stared at him in disbelief for a few moments before walking out of the room and to the kitchen.
This is not how she pictured things.
She wanted someone who was interested in her life. Someone she could share a life with. Someone who would ask her about her day and listen to her tell them about it no matter how good, bad, exciting or boring it was.
She cooked them supper but instead of humming or singing like she usually did, her mind drifted back to what Phillip had said.
She sat their plates on the table and they ate in silence, Beth's eyes never leaving her plate.
"What's the matter?" Phillip asked her.
Beth huffed and threw her fork down.
"Nothing, Phillip. Everything is fuckin' perfect."
"Elizabeth!"
She left the room before he could stop her.
Later that night, while she laid in bed, she watched her clock. She laid there awake until three am when she decide to get up.
She put on some old clothes and drove towards her family's farm but she stopped before she got too close.
Beth parked on the side of the dirt road, hopped the fence and walked through the pasture next to the house.
Daryl looked up from his pocket knife to see Beth walking towards him.
He wasn't sure if she had seen him or not but that didn't matter. He couldn't move from under their tree without being noticed.
"You've been avoiding me," she said, now standing right in front of him.
For a second he was caught up in how beautiful she looker in the moonlight before clearing his throat and looking away.
"How'd ya know I'd be 'ere?" he asked.
"I didn't know. I just needed to...," she waved her hand, "to get away."
She sat down next to him and pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them.
They sat there in silence for the longest time. Neither wanting to be the first to speak, to say what was on their minds or to leave the company of the other.
"I've missed you," she whispered.
He looked up and met her eyes. Even in the dark, he could see the hurt in her eyes. The hurt he had put there.
He shook his head, not saying anything, and stood up.
He chanced one last look at Beth before leaving her alone beneath the tree. Their tree.
Beth watched him walk away.
She sat there for a few more minutes and ran her fingers over their names before going home.
For the rest of the night, Beth laid in her bed, Daryl in his, but both dreaming of the other and wishing they were in each others arms.
A/N: I wanted to go ahead and post this chapter since it was finished because I won't be able to update any of my stories until this weekend.
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