1 | 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐄 ➪ 𝔇.𝔇𝔦𝔵𝔬𝔫

What If

This is an A/N dedicated to the fanfiction Fallen Angel written by xcupiddx

So why is this about that fanfiction, because for a whole week I've been making some stuff. Because I hate my mental health and I'm OBSESSED with their story.

So this first video is mainly about the two characters Callie and Fezco.

And this second one is an overall Trailer with not as many Callie scenes because tbh I didn't want to shift through all those scenes again. Some scenes may be reused because after four days of work I felt lazy.

WHAT IF?

IF THE APOCALYPSE NEVER HAPPENED SAMANTHA WOULD'VE NEVER MET DARYL, OR WOULD SHE? Samantha sat on her bed fiddling with her thumbs. She thought of what would happen that night. Her husband was away on a business trip.

It seemed he was always away, and Samantha couldn't help the thought of him fucking his assistant. His assistant had blonde hair, blue eyes, and big boobs. Samantha hated her, she knew the likelihood of Jay keeping it in his pants was low. They had been married for five years and rarely talked. She had never caught him cheating but knew there was no way his late nights didn't end in his assistant's pussy.

He had a run of luck when they got together, and everything seemed to be going great. He quickly became the CEO's favorite. And was the son he never had, although he had a son, he was an art teacher. "No son of mine will be a bloody teacher." The CEO said when ranting to Jay.

Samantha swung her legs over the bed and decided she wasn't staying home. She got in the shower washing her body before getting out and drying her body. She made sure her legs were smooth and she didn't miss any hairs. She slipped on a beautiful blood red, a dress that hugged her curves.

She looked in the mirror before grabbing her makeup bag. Jay never found out about her gymnast coach, of what her father did to her. She would cry at the thought of not trusting Jay. Her stomach churned at the thought of having sex with him. She put on a dark red lipstick and black and red eye shadow. "I look good," she repeated to herself. "Jay would find me sexy in this," she closed her eyes letting out a sharp exhale. "I am wanted, I am loved," she whispered. She opened her eyes looking at her reflection, "I'm sexy." She nodded trying to convince herself of it.

She then headed to a nearby bar. As she entered the restaurant portion of the building she headed toward the bar.

Daryl really wasn't in the mood for partying, but his brother was getting married. When Daryl found out he thought he was lying. He felt sorry for Lin, she seemed sweet. Daryl wasn't aware of how she could put Merle in his place.

Despite how much he hated his brother, he loved him first. He was happy Merle was making a life for himself. Daryl had gotten a job at a butchers. He liked hunting and didn't want his skills to go to waste, thankfully they didn't.

Daryl sat at the bar and noticed a striking woman, sitting by herself. He looked at Merle who was laughing with his few friends, then he looked back at the woman who traced the rim of her empty glass. She looked defeated, and he felt bad for her. He felt like he was being pulled to her.