A/N: This chapter takes place a few months after the previous chapter and it's a little crazy.
Wrong About You
Chapter 12
Beth-
It's been three months since the last time I actually talked to Daryl.
He checks up on me but he never talks.
It may be stupid to say it because I see him everyday but I miss him.
I actually miss everyone but I miss him the most.
Nobody's been the same since they found out what I did.
Daddy and Maggie have told me they're here for me but they hardly speak to me. It's the same with Glenn and Carol. Even Carl is different. He hates me, I can see it in the way he glares at me.
And then there's Rick. He keeps his distance and almost always has Judith now so I don't get to see her.
The only time he comes around is when Daryl does. They seem to have come to an understanding about things but I'm still bein' kept in the dark about it.
I now know how Lori felt while she was pregnant. There is a difference though. I believe things are worse for me than they were for her.
Daryl-
I ain't never far from Beth. Even if I don't talk to 'er, I keep an' eye on 'er.
She don't know how hard it is fer me ta watch 'er, knowin' what she did an' that tha kid probably ain't mine.
She's showin' now an' that makes it harder ta deal with.
"You should go talk to her," Hershel came up beside me, "She's gettin' closer to havin' the baby. The doctor that's been performing her check ups said his best guess is she's around 35 - 37 weeks now."
I nodded an' kept watchin' 'er.
I wanted ta make 'er happy, I wanted ta have kids with 'er an' now...now I hate seein' 'er pregnant.
If the kid's mine, I know I won't hate it. I don't even think I could hate tha kid if it turned out ta be Rick's but if somethin' happens to 'er, like it did ta Lori, I'ma kill 'im.
Rick-
It sure as hell ain't fun to watch Beth walk around here, pregnant.
I've prayed more in the last few weeks than I ever have.
I pray that baby is Daryl's, not mine. I know it won't change anythin' but maybe this shit will stop and we can all try to move on.
I feel bad for her. She doesn't have anyone she can talk to and she's havin' to go through this alone. Me and Daryl haven't been any help to her.
Neither one of us has talked to her about the baby. As far as I know, no one has even bothered to get stuff for the baby on any of the runs.
It's like they all think if it goes unacknowledged it'll somehow disappear.
From the way Beth looks, I'd say she thinks that too.
Daryl-
I watched Beth eat alone an' then go back inside the prison. I knew she was goin' to 'er cell, she spends more time in there alone than she does anywhere else.
Once I was sure she'd had enough time ta get to 'er cell, I picked up my crossbow an' headed in there.
As I stepped out of tha guard tower, I saw Rick headin' inside too.
I can't help but think that one of these days I'ma walk in there jus' ta find 'er with Rick.
Shit! I heard a noise comin' from inside tha cell block an' raised my crossbow.
"If she's with 'im, I'ma put a bolt through 'em both," I thought ta myself.
I walked up to 'er cell.
She was on 'er bed facin' tha wall an' cryin'.
If she had of been cryin' like this 'fore, I would've tried ta make 'er feel better but now, I see him ever' time I see 'er like this.
I fuckin' hate him fer what he took from me, what he took from Beth, too. We were happy. That's somethin' I'd never had 'fore an' that's why I came back. I didn't wanna 'er ta be upset, I wanted 'er ta be happy. I wanted ta hold on ta whatever happiness I could.
I walked into 'er cell an' sat down on 'er bed.
"Ya ain't gon' do nothin' with 'im are ya?"
"No," she sat up an' looked at me, "Daryl, I'm sorry for what I did. It was stupid of me."
"Why did ya fuck 'im after I came back?"
She shrugged, "It was...it was a mistake. I was scared you'd leave again and...it was just...I thought it would make me feel better but it didn't. I felt like shit and I still do."
"Aight then, tha three of us need ta have a lil' talk. C'mon," I grabbed 'er arm an' started ta help 'er off tha bed.
"Daryl, stop. I don't want him involved."
"Yeah, well, ya fuckin' think I do? If it's his kid, he's gon' have ta fuckin' step up."
I ain't sure what tha fuck I was doin' or thinkin' but I led 'er down ta tha boiler room where I knew Rick would be.
Once down there, Beth stayed right by me while we all talked.
Rick kept sayin' that tha kid was mine no matter what an' he didn't wanna step on my toes by bein' in tha way an' that he thought he needed ta leave.
Somehow I kept myself from rippin' him open with my knife an' feedin' 'im ta tha walkers.
I looked at 'em both, "This shit we jus' talked 'bout don't change a fuckin' thing!
"Ya fuckin' touch 'er again an' I'll make sure ya get ripped apart, nice an' slow by some walkers," I said ta Rick 'fore I turned back ta Beth.
"Ya let 'im touch ya again or ya try ta do anythin'. Ya ain't gon' have no more chances. I'll take tha kid an' leave."
I wasn't fuckin' kiddin' 'bout that last part. If she wanted 'im, I was gon' take my kid an' leave 'em to it.
We left Rick down there an' I walked Beth to 'er cell.
"Ya know I still love ya, Beth."
"I love you, too, Daryl. More than you know."
"We're gon' try ta work this shit out but make one goddamn mistake, Beth, it had better be worth it 'cause I'ma be gone."
I left 'er in 'er cell an' went ta find Hershel.
I had a bad feelin' 'bout tha shit that jus' happened an' I needed someone ta tell me I was wrong fer feelin' this way.
Beth an' Rick both seemed sincere when they said nothin' would happen again. But I think I may have been wrong 'bout this.
Beth-
After Daryl left, I sat down and rubbed my stomach.
I've tried my best to make myself want this baby but I don't want it. No one else does either.
Daryl doesn't really want it. I know that's because he has his doubts about it bein' his.
Rick doesn't want it for obvious reasons.
Daddy and Maggie won't speak to me so I'm sure neither of them want it.
I wish Merle had never brought me back here. He could've left me in the woods.
But maybe everythin' will work out and I'll actually love the baby once I get to hold it.