A/N: Ok, so I didn't intend for this to be anything more than a one-shot but I've had several requests to continue it. So that's what I'm doing.

This story will alternate from Beth and Daryl's POV and I may possibly use third person POV from time to time. It all depends on how the chapters want to come out.

Though there will be a lot about Beth's relationship with Rick, this is a Bethyl story.

This chapter does not pick up where the first ended.

Wrong About You

Chapter 2

Five months earlier...

Beth-

I was sittin' at a table in the courtyard with Judith just thinkin' about everythin's that's happened.

I've been feeling bad. Not sick, just bad. Maybe a little depressed. Like I had felt back at the farm when I cut my wrist. But I wasn't about to tell anyone that.

I was fine until Daryl had decided not to come back after they found his brother in Woodbury. I had thought I meant more than that to him but I guess I didn't. He hasn't come back to prove me wrong.

I held Judith close as I walked into the prison and into the cell block.

Rick had told me he would keep Judith tonight to give me a break and though the thought of a break was nice, I didn't want to be alone. Even if Judith couldn't talk to me, she could keep my mind off Daryl.

I sighed and headed to my cell but stopped. Rick was her father and I have been tryin' to get him to spend more time with her.

So I turned around and carried her to Rick's cell.

Sometime during the night I started feeling restless so I got up.

I quietly made my way past the cells and into the common room.

There wasn't anythin' to do in there except sew up some of everyone's clothes that were in a pile.

I grabbed an arm load of the clothes and the sewin' kit and sat by one of the windows. The moonlight wasn't the best light to use but it was better than nothin'.

I sewed up holes in several shirts before I came to one that was all too familiar. It was Daryl's.

I balled my fists into it and started cryin'.

He's only been gone a few days and I'm already actin' like a baby.

I threw his shirt to the floor and started back towards the cells.

I stopped outside Rick's and listened for Judith.

Fighting back my better judgment, I eased the curtain open and stepped inside his cell.

Judith was squirmin' around in her sleep and I knew it wouldn't be long until she woke up.

It was probably stupid of me to stay in there until she did but I didn't want to wake her up and I desperately needed her company.

My mind was lost that I didn't see Rick sit up on his bunk and then move towards me.

"Beth?"

I jumped when I felt his hand on my shoulder.

"Beth, is somethin' wrong?" He asked.

I shook my head, "No sir. I...I just couldn't sleep. I guess I'm on Judith's schedule." I tried to smile.

He smiled and nodded in understanding.

I saw him studying my face and I prayed he couldn't tell what I was thinkin'.

I told daddy and Maggie that I was fine with Daryl's decision to stay with his brother but the truth is, it was killin' me.

"You wanna take her for the rest of the night?" He finally asked.

I smiled and scooped her up.

Over the next three days, I buried myself in as much work as I could and I was constantly intervening on Rick's time with Judith and today was no different.

Carol had given me a blanket so I could carry Judith outside and when I found a little bit of shade on the grass, I put it down and laid Judith next to me.

This was as close to alone as I wanted to be and I allowed myself to cry as I told her how much I missed Daryl.

I put her in my lap and continued to cry as I sang to her.

"I pretend that I'm glad you went away But these four walls close in more every day And I'm dying inside and nobody knows it but me Like a clown I put on a show The pain is real even if nobody knows And I'm crying inside and nobody knows it but me

Why didn't I say the things I needed to say How could I let my angel get away Now my world is just a tumblin' down I can see it so clearly but you're nowhere around The nights are lonely, the days are so sad And I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had And I'm missing you and nobody knows it but me

How blue can I get, you could ask my heart Just like a jugsaw puzzle it's been torn all apart A million words couldn't say just how I feel A million years from now, you know, I'll be loving you still The nights are lonely, the days are so sad And I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had And I'm missing you and nobody knows it but me

The nights are lonely, the days are so sad And I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had Nobody knows it but me"

["Nobody Knows" by Kevin Sharp]

"What's with the sad song?"

I turned around to see Rick standin' there.

"Nothin'," I shook my head and looked back at Judith.

Rick sat down next to me and rubbed his eyes, "You miss 'im?"

I shook my head yes.

"Have you told Maggie or Hershel how you're feelin'?"

I shook my head no.

He sighed, "Beth, you're gonna have to answer me."

"What am I supposed to say? Huh? I miss Daryl! I love him but...but none of that matters. He's not comin' back," I wiped my eyes and looked out towards the trees, "I thought he loved me, I guess I was wrong."

I felt Judith being lifted off my lap but I didn't stop him from takin' her.

"I'll be right back. I'm gonna carry her to Carol and then we're gonna finish talkin'," he said.

"Okay," I whispered.

"I know it's not the same thing but how did you get over Lori?" I asked him before he even sat back down.

"No, it's not the same thing but...I don't know. I don't think you ever get over losin' your first love."

"Lori was your first love?"

"Yep. First and only. Daryl was yours?"

I nodded, "Yeah. I didn't love Jimmy. Not like I love Daryl anyway."

We sat there for the longest time just talkin'. He let me cry as much as I wanted to without getting mad like Maggie would and without tryin' to make me feel better like daddy would.

He didn't try to reassure me that Daryl loved me and he'd come back like everyone else would have. I kind of think Rick had his doubts about Daryl coming back to the prison but he didn't say anythin' about them.

I was glad he understood I just needed to get everythin' off my chest though.