Together Again (d.d. a.u.)

Thirty-four

23k that's so cool guys lol thx sm ily didn't I get 20k like last chapter idek yall are pretty awesome tbh

3rd person POV

"Is this what you wanted? Is this why you killed her? You piece of shit daughter!" He yelled as he brought the belt down again and again and again... The small girls screams echoed throughout the small concrete room while the only parent she had left abused her.

Seconds later, the door burst open and a teenage boy ran into the room with a baseball bat in his hands.

"Daryl! Daryl please get out of here!" Alyx yelled as she pulled on the restraints that kept her in place.

A low chuckle escaped the fathers throat as he bent over holding his stomach.

"You think he's going to save you? This worthless redneck trash? He's just piles of dirt and cigarettes!" He said in a serious tone. He pulled a pistol from behind his back and aimed it at Daryl.

"Dad! Dad no!" Alyx begged, pulling on the ropes that were cutting her wrist. "Don't hurt him!"

"He's getting in the way" Alyx's father whispered as he pulled the trigger and sent a bullet into Daryl's lower stomach. The boy fell to the ground as a cry of pain softly filled Alyx's ears. She cringed and grasped the ropes tugging her away from Daryl.

"Stop! No please, I'll do anything... Don't hurt him anymore" She said, tears pouring down her face as she watched Daryl slowly bleed out.

"Don't hurt him anymore? I won't be the one..." Her father said, walking towards the same door Daryl came through and grabbing the handle. As he made his way over, he stepped over Daryl's limp body, kicking his side.

Alyx's dad opened the door and dozens of walkers came pouring in. They went straight for Daryl, ripping his flesh from his bones. He cried out in pain, whimpering and grunting while he laid there, helpless.

Alyx was sobbing, her eyes tightly shut closed, kneeled down because her knees couldn't handle her body weight at the moment.

"You bastard! He didn't do anything!" Alyx screamed, her voice cracking and her throat sore.

"He was your only friend, you don't deserve friends. He died because of you, add him to your list." Her father snarled as he walked up to her. He smacked her across the face, she barely felt the burning sensation in her cheek because of the pain in her heart.

"Please kill me" She whispered, lowering her head.

"My pleasure" Her father said as he took his gun and sent a bullet into his daughters head, ending her life once and for all.

I woke up in a pool of my own sweat and tears. My blankets were thrown all over the floor and my face was wet from excessive tears. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I shivered slightly realizing I was only wearing shorts and a thin T-shirt. I grabbed a big jumper from my bag and pulled on a pair of socks.

I left my cell and walked down stairs, grabbing a cup and filling it with water, I sat at one of the tables. I listened to the silence of the night when I was interrupter by a soft clanking sound. Looking into the area where the new people were, I saw one of the twins gently hitting his knife against one of the bars on the door. I walked over and say across from him. He looked up to me with a surprised expression on his face.

"Hi" I whispered, sipping my water and leaning against the wall behind me.

"Hi" the fragile looking boy whispered. "May I have some water?" He asked sounding afraid. I nodded and handed him my cup through the bars. He thirsty drank all of the water and I softly chuckled.

"When was the last time you had some water?" I softly asked, looking into his dark eyes that were behind a pair of black glasses.

"2 or 3 days ago" he scratched his chin, looking introspective. I gasped and quickly stood up, grabbing a cup and filling it with some more water. I handed it to the boy and he drank all of it in a few big gulps.

"Thank you" He whispered, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his striped sweatshirt.

"Do you want some food too?" I asked. He nodded furiously. I grabbed a can opener, an apple and a can of beans. He ate the beans and apple hungrily, finishing quickly and wiping his mouth again.

"Thank you, again." He squeaked. I nodded to him and rested my head against the wall.

"So what's your name?" I asked, opening my eyes and squinting at him.

"I'm Ethan Johns, and that's my brother Grayson" He said pointing to his twin.

Johns

That's why they looked so familiar, they were my brothers.

"Do you remember me? The last time I saw you was more then 10 years ago" I said, scooting closer and peering through the bars at him. He tilted his head and shook it.

"What's your name?"

"Alyx Johns" I answered. Realization covered his face and he sighed.

"Alyx! Oh my, your here!" He gasped and crawled to his brother. Ethan shook Grayson awake and Gray jumped up and grabbed his gun.

"What happened? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He rambled, checking his brother for any injuries. Ethan chuckled and shook his head.

"She's here" Ethan said, nodding his head in my direction. Grayson looked at me and squinted his brown eyes. His mouth hung open in shock and his eyes went wide.

I grabbed the keys off the table and unlocked the door, they came running in and engulfed me in a hug. They were taller me, the top of my head right under their noses. I wrapped both my arms around the twins and hugged them tightly.

"You guys are so old" I said since the last time I saw them they were toddlers.

"We should say the same for you" Gray said jokingly causing me to playfully hit his shoulder.

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Ethan and Gray are based off Ethan and Grayson Dolan and they are really hot tbh

(Grayson on left, Ethan on right in the pic)

1) where is Daryl like really

2) Will Rick accept the new people into their group?

3) Will Rick accept the twins into the group?