𝘅𝘅𝘅𝗶.𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗞𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

213 4 0
                                    

Warnings: Mature Language, Sexual Assault, Making out, Blood, Threats, Mentions of Abandonment, Mentions of Death, Slurs, Mentions of Rape, Mentions of Walkers, Drug Addiction, Anger Issues, Violence, Breastmilk, Milk Tasting.

Unedited work!

Unedited work!

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


❝𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.❞

𝐈 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐞 from the other side of the desk, he was a jerk, more than a jerk. "Don't look at me like that." He told me as I scoffed, "Surprised ya ain't tormentin' Glenn." "Don't go givin' me ideas." Merle smirked as I rolled my eyes. "Leave him alone." I stated as he chuckled, "Ya don't even know why ya here do ya kid? Ya wanna know somethin'?" Merle asked me dragging his metal arm blade along the table as I sighed.

"Ya gonna tell me." I shrugged, Merle didn't tie me up like Glenn or Maggie, so I guess that was his way of showing family means something. "I miss-" He went to say softly yet cleared his throat, I cut him off nonetheless before he could utter another word. "How long had ya and momma been goin' on? Before I was born and ya dropped me." I sassed looking him dead in the eye. "It weren't like that!" He snapped at me as I let out a sigh, well more of a huff.

"Then what were it like huh? Ya just, ya see me and think, nah I'm too pussy ta do that! I can't step up! I can't care for my own daughter!" I spoke my voice raising each time, I stood up as he looked down at me, no emotion on his face. "Or was it 'cause ya could see into the future? Was it 'cause I used ta have a wonky eye? Was it 'cause I... 'Cause ya knew I weren't good enough huh?" I wondered in a ramble tears welling in my eyes.

"Addilo..." He sighed. "No! Don't give me that bullshit, Merle! All this time I thought ya were ma fun uncle but really ya were just a lowlife dad." I shouted as him, a tear rolling down my cheek. "Just... Tell me." I pleaded. "Ya really wanna know?" He snapped back. "Yeah." I nodded. "Ma brother he were a better man than me. He'd not been to prison, he wasn't bein' a fuck up. He was there when ya were born hell I was getting high. Ya momma, she was engaged ta Daryl.. I thought it was best." Merle yelled then softly said as I went towards the door.

"Where are ya goin'?" Merle asked. "I need ta get out of here, fuck, I need ta find ma daughter. She-She needs me. Don't do this please." I pleaded trying to open the door. "Fuckin' open!" I shouted yanking so hard that I fell back, Merle quickly caught me despite only having one hand. "Why don't we just have a sit down and a nice little catchup? Call it a... family reunion." Merle offered as I looked up at my dad.

"I don't gotta choice do I?" I questioned getting up. "No, ya don't." He smirked at me as I nodded taking a seat. "So let's start with family." He stated as I sighed. "Yes, I have a daughter, yes you're a grandpop. And no, ya cannot meet her." I listed to him as he chuckled. "What if I gotta surprise for ya?" He smirked sitting next to me. "If it's a rant I can't be bothered." I huffed. "Bring her in!" Merle shouted.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒| 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 [ON HOLD]]Where stories live. Discover now