Note: This chapter is rather darkish. If you can't handle violence and uneasy thoughts, then please leave now. Those who still follow me thank you so much! I will be going deep into these two individually in the up coming chapters. The last chapter was a memory that I chose to show you guys to show the dramatic contrast in their relationship now. Hopefully this all makes sense to you guys. Enjoy and review like always. I want to know what yous think and want to see.
Warning: This is a dark story from here on out until I think they've reached the arch.
Chapter 2: Indebted to you
~~~Present day, post prison attack~~~
"I'm indebted to you, I'm indebted to you, Always. There's something she doesn't know about a secret he doesn't show about. A sensitive sign on his arm, oh, my. She got her skeletons as well, some secrets he knows she'll never tell."-Lana Del Rey "I'm indebted to you"
Daryl couldn't believe it. He almost left Beth. He almost ran away without her. Of course he dragged her away from the prison but everything got too suffocating, everything got too.. real. Looking down at the girl he was crushing into the cement pebble covered ground, Daryl tried to contain the hot tears that easily slipped his eyes and began to burn and taint the small girls exposed skin. His tears stained her face, neck, chest and even her lips. He could tell in her eyes that she was uncertain. Uncertain how to handle him. Uncertain with her own emotions. He reached his dirt covered hands out towards her and cupped her face. He ran his fingers along her cheek bones and down her nose. He allowed his fingers to trace her neck, shoulders and even the hollow space between her small breasts. She was real.
"Beth I am so sorry.. so so sorry.." Leaning back on his knees, Daryl fell back on the pavement and covered his face as his life slowly crashed around him. First Merle, then Carol and now everyone else. He was useless. He couldn't protect anyone. He was stuck here giving a teenage girl false hope at living. Ain't ya such a badass boy? He could practically hear his brother taunting him for failing like always. Sitting on his knees, he growled out in fury as he harshly began pounding his bare fist into the bumpy road beneath him.
"PIECE 'O SHIT! USELESS FUCK!" Daryl continued pounding the ground as Beth slowly watched his every move. Who was she to stop him? He was his own man and she was a useless child.. She lost her entire family and she couldn't save a damn soul. Getting up, Beth walked over to Daryl and looked down at his pathetic mental break down.
"Get up Dixon.." Daryl looked at her quizzically trying to understand her harsh tone.
"What.."
Taking a deep breath, Beth stared down at him with the coldest expression she could manage.
"Get up. We... We have a job to do.." With that said, Beth turned away from him and started to walk down the dirt road with no real destination in mind. Maybe she could walk to her death. Maybe she could just walk until god pitied her and he decides to take her up with her family. I don't deserve to be alive.. She was a good few feet away from the man she left behind when she heard him suddenly call out to her.
"What's wrong wit ya girl! Too tough to shed a damn tear fer ya dead daddy!"
Beth's eyes snapped fully open as she turned to the man a distance away. Her teeth bit her lip roughly before she snapped at Daryl.
"DON'T YOU EVER SPEAK ABOUT MY FATHER! IF YOU AND YOUR STUPID TEAM WOULDN'T HAVE SHOWN UP TO OUR FARM WE WOULD HAVE BEEN OKAY. IF YOUR TEAM DIDN'T ASSOCIATE WITH US THE GOVERNOR WOULDN'T HAVE TAKEN MY FAMILY FROM ME!"
Daryl stared at the small blonde in disbelief. Was she really blaming me...? Infuriated by the words spat at him, Daryl quickly stalked up to the girl and grabbed her ponytail.
"Ya blaming me girl!? How do you think yer pretty little ass ate? how do you think yer pretty little self slept at night safely tucked in your cot? Ya think ya got yer shit together and tha right ta blame shit on me cause ya not crying?!" Yanking her closer, he was able to see her eyes slightly flash with fear before going dead again. The emotionless stare only made him angrier. Shoving her down on the ground, Daryl growled out without thinking.
"I shoulda let Merle bother ya. I shoulda let him fuck ya until you- haha no.. I shoulda took the one too many chances ya let yer guard down. I shoulda tied that pretty little body up and fucked ya like an animal down in the showers. Maybe ya would have learned to keep your whore mouth shut!"
Breathing heavily, Daryl couldn't process his emotions as a helpless Beth screamed and sobbed in his grip. He looked down at her as she begged him to stop. That he wouldn't do that. He couldn't. She was right.. What did I just do..? Letting the girl go, Daryl got up and emotionally shut himself away. He was wired to survive not to feel. Looking around, he ignored her sobs as he tried to spot his crossbow.
"..."
"D-Daryl..?" Beth slowly stood up and reached out to grab his arm. The male quickly deflected her hands and shook his head as he walked over to his crossbow.
"Nope.. Not getting involved in an emotional battle with ya.. Ain't doing that push and pull shit.. Fer now on i'll care for ya on behalf of Hershel, nothing more and nothing less. Now ya want a friend ta cry to or a boy ta flirt with then you make some shit up in yer head and hope it'll protect ya from yer nightmares. I'll teach ya to fight and how ta survive but anything else is on ya. Done kept my weight around here and now I ain't got shit to show for it 'sides a blonde country princess."
Daryl knew he was hurting Beth's feelings but his pent-up rage wouldn't allow him to stop. He watched her nod and decided to start their painful and long run into the nearest town past the woods and further down the highway.
"C'mon now. Times a wasting and night fall is practically licking our backs."
"Yes.. Sir.." Beth wasn't trying to sound so submissive but now, she owed him everything. She owed him her life on a silver platter. She didn't know this Daryl but from the looks of it, this is who he was before all of this happened. She has a job to do. She needs to keep him intact or they'll both die.
"There's something she doesn't know about. A secret he doesn't show about. A sensitive sign on his arm, oh, my. She got her skeletons as well some secrets he knows she'll never tell."
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