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Daryl sat beside the camp fire watching Beth interacting with her so called friends, she laughed and giggled with them, discussing works of art and literature and he drank, he drank heavily from the bottle that Merle had handed him, he had known that Beth was too good for him, to intelligent, to well brought up, he couldn't give her what she needed or what she expected from a relationship, back when they were at school he had dreamt that one day they would run off get married, live in a cabin in the woods, have children but she was too much of a woman to be hid away like that.

He felt almost sick to his stomach, the dark was surrounding them when he heard Michonne start in with the so called scary stories and he rolled his eyes, getting up quietly he left the camp fire, taking half a bottle of Jack Daniels with him, he made his way towards the so called theme park that they were all going to tomorrow, great more screaming bitches, fuck!

He really thought he could man up for her, try and fit in but this shit this wasn't him, their worlds were really too far apart, he kicked at the locked gate and to his surprise on the second kick it gave way, he staggered in, trying to decide which way to go, there was what looked to be a haunted house to his left so he decided to go in that direction, he walked up the steps laughing at the rubber zombies stood at the front.

"You are one ugly son of a bitch" he mumbled as he walked passed him and pushed the double doors open and walked into the darkness "Wooo scary" he said to himself he walked through the small corridor looking at the rubber masks and plastic spiders, chuckling to himself, he lent against a wall and slipped to his bum, sitting opposite a zombie figure.

"Ya know it's bloody true" he said to the figure opposite him "It's only a matter of time, I should just fuck off back to where I came from, at least with the old man, my life may have been hell but I knew where I stood, she is going to up and leave as soon as something better with more prospects come along" he tipped the bottle taking a large mouthful "See I ain't fucking book clever like them, I ain't thick, but I don't understand all that shit they were talking about, shit I couldn't even make through that stupid book she liked so much when we was at school, I didn't even fucking graduate." he swallowed more of the honey coloured liquid, warmth running down his throat.

"Sometimes you know, he understood Merle, he understood why his brother done the shit he had done to himself, getting wankered all the time, Daryl wasn't an angel by any means but he certainly wasn't his brother either.

"So Mr Skank face, what would ya do?" he asked the ugly rubber figure, when it didn't answer him he stood up trying to take another swig from the bottle, then realised it was empty, he launched it at the head of the dummy, knocking it clean off, he started to laugh "They tell ya to hit the fuckers in the head." he stood up and placed his hand against the wall to steady himself, the alcohol in full effect now, time to get back to the idiot crew, he staggered back the way he had come, kicking open the door he jumped down the steps landing on his knees.

"Bullshit" he shouted at himself, trying to get to his feet.

"Daryl?" he heard a voice in the darkness.

"Who the fuck?" he shouted looking into the darkness with drunk impaired eyes.

"It's Michonne Daryl, Beth was getting worried so we all split up and came looking for you, I saw the gate was open so guessed you had come this way." she walked up to him putting her hand out to help him up but Daryl slapped it away. "Sometimes your a cock" she growled at him.

"Me, Me!" he screamed at her "I ain't the one who nearly let my friend get fucking date rapped coz it suited me."

"Get up Daryl your making yourself look like a prick." She put her hand out to him again and he grabbed it to give himself leverage, as he came to his feet he stumbled against her and she wrapped her arms around him to hold him up. "Your fucked Daryl" she said right next to his ear he turned his head to face her finding her closer than he had first thought, the liquor in his system clouding his usually good judgement, then to his surprise her lips crashed down on to his, he grabbed her face in his kissing her back hard, when she pulled away slapping him sharply across the face she turned to look back at the gate, Daryl turned slowly to find Beth stood there with Merle and Carol, Beth's mouth was wide open in shock, he looked back at Michonne.

"Bitch" he growled launching himself at her, Merle was there in seconds pulling him off and yanking him away from the crowd of people.

"Fucking idiot" Merle growled at him.

"Shut up Jackass" Merle pulled him towards his and Carols tent.

"Get in there" he shoved him in through the entrance.

"I ain't staying here, I am going to see Beth" he started to push his way against his brother.

"You ain't going no where tonight lil brother you gone done enough damage as it is." he pushed him back in the bedroom compartment Daryl stumbled and landed on the air bed.

"Get out my fucking way Merle." he growled angrily, but Merle stood his ground, Daryl pushed up to his feet and planted a fist to Merle's jaw.

"Mother fucker" Merle yelled and bundled onto his brother landing punch after punch, they fought till they had nothing left in them.

"Now lay down and go to sleep and see if you can repair the damage you have done in the morning." Merle slammed him onto the air bed with a threatening look and Daryl stayed where he was this time, lacking the strength to get up.

"Wasn't me" he mumbled sleepily "She kissed me" he declared.

"You looked like a fucking willing party to me, hands all over her, you remember she was one of them that nearly got that girl of yours raped?" Merle asked him.

"I know, I ….Fuck!" he said again.

"Go to sleep Daryl" Merle rolled his eyes at his little brother's near unconscious body. He got up and left the tent searching for Beth and Carol, he walked over to Beth's tent, listening to the voices inside.

"You don't really know what happened Beth" Carol soothed the crying girl.

"Michonne said..." but Carol cut her off.

"Michonne also got you drugged, you can not believe everything she tells you my love" Carol reminded her.

"But Carol how could he? I mean I thought, he never told me but he always implied that he cared, that he loved me." she sobbed, Merle kicked the ground that damned boy, he was so fucking naïve tomorrow was going to be shit, he stormed off to his tent and went in zipping the door closed behind him, he sat on the ground staring at his stupid ass brother, another member of the family that was completely fucked over by their past, Merle sat there till the morning sun rose then he stood up and kicked his brother in the ribs hard.

"Get the fuck up dick wad." he shouted at him.

"Fuck off" Daryl exclaimed.

"You don't get your pansy arse off that bed in the next six seconds I am pulling you out of this tent by your feet now move." Daryl stuck up his middle finger to his brother but pulled himself slowly to his feet making for the door, the sun stinging his eyes as it hit his face, he stood up and stretched the memories of the night before rushing over him, Beth! He thought, as he turned around he saw her standing at the front of their tent staring at him, her face red and swollen, he stepped towards her and she held her hand up to him to stop.

"I understand" she shouted "Easy out option, I get it, I am leaving with Carol, she has promised me another room at the dorm, I will be gone by the time you and Merle get back, good bye Daryl" she started pulling up pegs from her tent, letting it fold in on itself, he watched as she rolled it up and pushed into a the bag, she made her way over to Carol's car and threw it into the boot, then followed suit with her sleeping bag, clothes bag and her jacket, she walked around to the passenger seat, looking over her shoulder at him, tears running down her cheeks, he stepped forward calling her name but she shook her head and got in closing the door, he made his decision then and ran for the car as it started to pull away, he couldn't let her go, he wouldn't she was his, as he drew up to the door he banged on the window with his fist, he saw her hand click the lock down but she didn't look up, Carol sped the car up Daryl trying his best to keep up with them, shouting her name but they didn't stop, finally he collapsed to his knees, his stomach churning with anguish, tears ran down his face, he had well and truly fucked up and he had no idea how to repair what he had done. He looked up at the camp to find Michonne stood there with a smug face, her arms crossed over her chest, Round two to me, she mouthed to him and turned around to her friends, laughing.