𝘃𝗶𝗶𝗶.𝗧𝗦-𝟭𝟵 【𝟮】

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Warnings: Mature Language, violence, threats, mentions of death,  Death/ Suicide, mentions of drug use.

A/N: This chapter is the last chapter of season one! I can't wait for season two! 

❝𝐘𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐲𝐚 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐲𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

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❝𝐘𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐲𝐚 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐲𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐘𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐦 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬.❞

𝐈 𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 couch opening my eyes, I was shaken after all that happened. Merle was my daddy and he might be dead, Shane hurting Lori like she were a piece of meat then trying to hurt me. I just hoped that soon they'll be a light in my life to help me get through that can't be helped by drugs that Merle used to slip me. Maybe it'll be a beautiful blonde or a new friend to help me out. Merle used to tell me he was the fun uncle, but he wasn't he was the reckless daddy.

I didn't wanna sleep in a room with Daryl, let alone talk to him. "Hey ya uh comin' for breakfast?" Daryl asked me as I sat up, I didn't answer him however. "Addi don't be like that." He spoke. "It's hard to know what ta believe nowadays." I snapped at him before getting off the couch. "I tried ta protect ya." Daryl spoke as I turned around to him.  "What's the mark on ya neck?" He asked. "Nothin'." I quickly replied realizing Shane had marked me.

"Don't bullshit me! I ain't dumb! If ya wanted ta protect me Daryl it were easy, you shoulda told me the truth." I snapped at him. "Don't start swearin' at me I'm ya--" He went to say. "My what? Ma daddy or ma uncle?" I glared at him. "If ya just gonna be a bitch am done!" Daryl shouted. "Fuck ya then! Am off to get breakfast!" I spat.

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"𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠." 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐬  I nodded, "Mornin'." I sat near a groaning Glenn, "Someone's hung over hey." I smirked patting his shoulder like a 'there there'.  "Protein helps a hangover." T-Dog spoke as I smiled. "How come you're not hungover?" Glenn groaned. "'Cause I been drinking for a while and I didn't drink as much as ya did Glenny." I smiled as Lori shook a bottle of aspirin, "Where'd you get that from?" Rick asked his wife as she simply answered, "Jenner."

"He thought we could use it, some of us at least." Lori spoke nodding toward Glenn whose back was being rubbed by Jacqui. "Thanks T." I smiled as he put some eggs on our plates. "You're welcome yo." He nodded. "Don't ever, ever let me drink again." The Asian man groaned his head leant on his arms. "Pop a few aspirin and lots of water." I advised. 

"How come the sixteen year old knows more than me?" Glenn wondered as I smacked him around the head, "Prick." I grumbled as Shane and Daryl walked in, "Here come two more." I muttered. "Hey." Shane spoke as he went toward the coffee, Daryl just stood somewhere. "Hey, feel as bad as I do?" Rick wondered as Walsh made eyes toward Lori and I.

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