Wrong About You
Chapter 20
Beth-
"I don't love you, Daryl," I lied to him.
I didn't know how he would react but I had to tell him that. He needs to be able to move on and be happy.
If he stays with me, he'll just end up dead. Like Hannah.
It's my fault she died, it's my fault Rick got shot, everythin' bad that's happened is my fault.
Instead of yellin' at me or the countless other things I expected from Daryl, he smiled and pulled my closer against him.
"Ya don't mean that, Bethie. I know ya don't an' ya ain't gon' scare me off. I love ya too damn much fer that."
Daryl-
I was fuckin' shocked when she said she didn't love me. It took a minute fer me ta see she was lyin'.
"Daryl, I mean it. I don't love you," she stood an' then sat down on 'er bed.
"Beth, don't fuckin' try ta push me away. Ya ain't tha only one who lost a kid!"
"I'm not, Daryl! You didn't want her. No one wanted her!"
"Fuck! Beth, ya need ta get over this shit! Ain't none of it yer fault. Ya understand that? None of it!"
She jus' sat there an' cried.
"Look, Beth. Tell me right now, do ya still love me? Do ya still wanna be with me? 'Cause if ya do, we need ta work this shit out. If ya don't, this is it. I cain't fuckin' do this anymore."
Beth-
I thought I had this figured out. I thought Daryl would just walk out of here after I said that. But he didn't. He stayed in here talkin' to me.
Why does he want to be with me? After everythin' I've done, he shouldn't be with me. I slept with his best friend, I killed our daughter and he still loves me.
"Beth? Ya hear what I jus' said?"
I nodded but didn't say anythin'.
Daryl sighed and leaned against the wall.
"Do ya wanna be with...with Rick or some shit like that? Is he why ya actin' this way?"
"No. It has nothin' to do with him," I said, " Well, it kind of does. I don't want you to get hurt like him. I was wrong to try to blame you for what we did. It wasn't your fault, it was ours. Mostly mine though. I needed you but you weren't there. I fucked up, Daryl."
"No shit. 'Course ya fucked up but that ain't what I asked ya, Beth. I ain't worried 'bout that no more. I love ya an' I wanna know if ya still love me."
I couldn't lie to him. He saw through it earlier.
"I love you, Daryl. I just need time. I think we both do."
"Naw," he shook his head, "we both need time but we need ta work this out...together. We need ta fix this shit fer good, Beth. Answer my question, do ya wanna be with me an' try ta fix things 'tween us?"
"Yes," it came out as a whisper but I meant it. I wanted to fix things, I wanted to be with Daryl even if I don't think I deserve someone as good as him.
He knelt down in front of me and kissed me then put his head in my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair.
"It's not your fault either," I told him, "I'm the one who messed up, Daryl."
"Ain't nothin' we cain't deal with," he said without movin'.
"I never imagined anythin' could hurt this much. I wanted her. I still want her," I cried, "I know it didn't seem like it but I did. I really did."
Daryl-
I knew Beth wanted Hannah. Hell, I wasn't sure she was mine an' I wanted 'er.
She was mine.
"C'mon," I stood an' helped Beth up.
"Where are we goin'?"
"Ta see our lil' girl."
She pulled away from me an' rubbed 'er eyes.
"No, no. I can't."
"Yeah ya can. Ya gotta. It's tha only way fer this ta get better."
She didn't nod or say anythin' so I jus' put my arm 'round 'er shoulders an' led 'er outside an' down to the graves.
I wasn't jus' doin' this fer Beth, I needed it too.
Never thought I wanted kids 'til I couldn't hold 'er or do anythin' a father should be doin'.
A/N: Sorry for this chapter being so short. And I am sorry if you thought Daryl was too OOC. I have so many stories in progress and I'm trying to prioritize them.