Why Me?

~3 Months Later~

~Dallas' POV~

It's been three months since I saved Daryl from Negan, since then things haven't changed, I'm still staying with Carl and Judith. Most nights Darren stays with me however lately I've been having him go home to be with Daryl. After Daryl was shot he hasn't gone on any runs, waiting for his leg to completely heal the best it can before he leaves again. Anymore being nine months pregnant is overrated, I'm back to how I was with Darren, moody, and constantly pissed. It's almost a good thing that Daryl isn't around because I know that if he was I'd probably kill him. I was pulled from my thoughts by the door opening, I stood up to see Daryl standing there with a pack on his back. I shook my head feeling the anger rise in me as he walked towards me I stepped back looking at him.

"You're leaving aren't you?'

He sighed nodding his head.

"Yeah."

"Damn-it Daryl, I could have this baby at any moment, your baby, and you choose now to do this? God you missed the birth of your son, the birth of your first kid, are you really gonna miss the second one?"

He shook his head.

"Dallas..."

"No, no, you're not leaving, I'm not going through this again, I'm not having this baby alone, again."

He gave me a confused look.

"Ya didn't have Darren alone, what the fuck are ya talkin about?"

"I had him without you, that's what I mean by alone, I had him when you, my husband, his father wasn't there. I refused to do it with this one, I had him with another man standing next to me holding my hand telling me everything was going to be alright, when all I wanted was you, all I needed was you. You took that away from me, and you're willing to do it all over again, no, it's not happening, you're staying and helping me with this whether you like it or not."

He shook his head.

"Fuck this."

He walked out, and I waddled after him.

"If you can leave like this again then you never loved me, and you should've never come back."

He froze where he stood before turning to me.

"Ya don't know shit, about what I went through when I left the first time, ya don't know nothin Dallas."

"I know that you could leave, that's all that matters, if you can just pack up one day and leave, then you never loved me enough to make me your wife."

"After everythin we've been through, ya gonna pull this shit Dallas? After all the times I saved your ass, after all the times I killed ta keep ya and Darren safe? Fuck you Dallas, now I know this is the fuckin pregnancy talkin, so why don't you do me a favor and get the fuck off my ass because I have a job to do."

I shook my head with tears in my eyes.

"I'm sorry your son and I are such a fucking burden to you, if only Merle could see you now. He'd be kicking your ass from here to higher fucking hell for leaving your family, and you know it."

"Yeah well Merles not here, I guess I have you to thank for that."

"Go to hell Daryl Dixon."

"I've been in hell since the day I met you."

I felt my heartbreak as I watched him freeze, he knew what he said, he knew how wrong, and how fake the statement really was. He turned back to look at me and my anger melted away, making room for sadness, I shook my head.

"Go Daryl, just go."

He took a step towards me and I stepped back.

"You want to leave, so leave, go."

He did as I said walking out of the wall and into the hell outside leaving me to crumble in the streets, I looked at my ring before slipping it off resting it on the ground. I felt arms wrap around me as I was lifted from the ground, I looked to see Carl looking at me, he rested his forehead against mine and I knew it was alright to cry. I let it out while he carried me into the house laying me in my bed and holding me till I fell asleep. At this point I don't care if I live or die, as long as my baby makes it I'll be okay, wherever I go.

~Carls' POV~

After Daryl left I watched her crumble to the ground and pull the ring from her finger setting it on the concrete street. I knew she needed to cry, and I knew that as long as she was sitting there she wouldn't shed a tear. I went over lifting her from the ground and when she looked up at me I rested my forehead against hers and she knew she was safe to cry with me. I've always looked at Dallas as my second mom, my real mom wasn't all that great, I mean she was my mom and I loved her but she was a pain in the ass. Dallas was different, she always took care of me, and helped me, she didn't make me feel stupid, or useless. I can never repay her enough for it, however I knew one thing for sure, when this baby comes she won't care whether or not she lives or dies. All she'll care about is her baby, and whether or not it lives or dies, one thing's for sure after this I'll do anything to help her. I'll save Darren, and I'll save her baby, if it's the last thing I do, and they will grow knowing who their mother is, whether she lives or dies.

~Daryls' POV~

As I walked away I listened to every word she said however I never expected her to bring someone I lost into the picture.

"I'm sorry your son and I are such a fucking burden to you, if only Merle could see you now. He'd be kicking your ass from here to higher fucking hell for leaving your family, and you know it."

I felt anger boil in me at the mention of my brother, the one who gave his life so I could live and see my family again.

"Yeah well Merle's not here, I guess I have you to thank for that."

"Go to hell Daryl Dixon."

"I've been in hell since the day I met you."

After I said it I knew I was beyond wrong and it broke my heart, when I realized what I had actually said I froze before turning back to look at her. I watched the anger in her eyes just melt away, as it was replaced with sadness, she shook her head.

"Go Daryl, just go."

However I no longer wanted to leave, I just wanted to hold her, tell her how much I love her, and how sorry I was for what I said. I went to walk to her, only for her to take a step away from me, I stepped back knowing she was done, I had lost her love.

"You want to leave, so leave, go."

I finally just did as she said knowing I wasn't going to get anywhere today, I walked out of the wall leaving my family crumble. I looked at my ring knowing I couldn't leave like this, I waited till I knew that she was off the street before slipping back into Alexandria. As I walked towards Carls though I stepped on something, I looked down to see Dallas' wedding band bent beneath my foot. I picked it up and knew that I was never going to get her back, the only hope there is to mend her broken heart is Darren, and this baby.