Daryls pov
I was sitting in my bedroom sharpening my knife thinkin of Lily. Then a commotion outside brought me out of my daze. Someone had let a walker in. I ran down the steps and I grabbed my crossbow and started to shoot but there was too many of them. Some houses were on fire and people were screaming and running like headless chickens.
"Pack your stuff we are going." Rick demanded shooting walkers left, right and center. I ran back up and I picked up all my stuff which was my crossbow and went to Lily's bedroom and grabbed her bow and arrow and some clothes.
Why am I doing this? What about what she said about Beth? Don't get yourself too close cos she's gonna go off to the stupid hospital and die and you're gonna be all mopey again.
I ignored the voice and headed back down stairs. Following rick we all ran and I stopped dead in my tracks as the houses burnt and people screamed.
"Where's Lily?" I asked and none of them answered, I passed Lily's backpack to Michonne and headed to the surgery.
Keep going forget about what she said.
"Come on Daryl forget about her." Carol said grabbing my arm, she was probably thinking Lily was gonna turn, she was trying to help me but Lily wasn't turning. I shook her off and ran back to lily..

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Daryl's Fallen(TWD fan fiction/Daryl Dixon)
FanfictionLily Brokeback has survived the apocalypse, barley. After a tragic incident she is left deprived of human affection until she accidentally injures a man called Daryl Dixon. Daryl and Lily find they have more in common than they think and she slowly...