Daryl's POV"No!" I find my yelling as I watch Debra pull Peyton from my arms.
Joe comes out from the corner of the room and grabs me; pulling my arms behind my back painfully.
The room is dark and the only thing I can see is Debra smiling evilly and Peyton crying behind her.
Joe stand behind me and then Merle comes out from the dark, also smiling evilly.
"Merle help!" I yell but he just keeps his eyes on me, walking past Peyton and Debra.
"Merle wha' the he-" I start to yell but am cut off when Merle punches me across the face.
I turn my head and try to touch my face but Joe tightly holds my arms.
Merle punches me again and I grunt, my knees buckling and I fall to the ground. Only to be pulled back up by Joe.
Merle then raised his legs and kicked me hard in the gut. He laughed and walked next to Debra, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
Peyton was crying and trying to get out of Debra's arms to run to me. "daddy!" She cried.
I started struggling against Joes restraint; ignoring the searing pain in my stomach. "Baby!" I yell.
I watch as Debra hits Peyton "shut up brat!" She yells at my baby. My baby girl that I promised to protect.
"Stop!" I yell, still trying to break free.
Debra looks at me and smiles before kicking Peyton's leg, making her fall. "Daddy!!" Peyton cried out in pain causing my heart to break more. There's nothing I can do to help her.
"Daddy please! You promised to protect me!!" She cries as Debra pulls out a large knife and bent down to Peyton on the floor.
Lifting her arm up high in the arm and starts bringing it down....
I jolt up out of bed, the sheets fall off me and sweat was trickling down my chest. It takes a second for me to realize that this was only just a dream. I sigh in relief. I through the covers off of me and stand up; walking out of the room, still shirtless, and find myself walking upstairs to Peyton's room. I dont know what time it is but I don't really care.. I need to see her.
I reach the door which was slightly open. I push the door open and flinch as it creaks. Peyton is a really light sleeper. I step into the dark room, pausing for a second to let my eyes adjust. I look at the small sleeping figure that's curled into a ball on the bed and smile.
I quietly walk next the bed and get on my knees next to it. Peyton is facing me and I gently brush her hair out of her face with my finger.
She starts to shift and I pull my hand away. "Daddy?" I hear her soft voice ask as she slowly opens her eyes.
"Yea" I faintly answer.
"What are you doing daddy?" She asks innocently as she sits up, rubbing her eyes.
"Just checking on ye' baby" I whisper, grabbing her small hand in mine.
Peyton pulls her had back and scoots away from me.
I look up at her confused and she pats the spot next to her. "Lay with me daddy"
I stand up and sit back down on the bed next to her. Her bed is actually more comfortable than Ashley's.
Peyton cuddles to my side and I wrap my arms around her shoulders. "Tell me a story daddy" she asks, looking up at me with her sweet blue eyes.
I think for a second and then smile. I adjust myself into a more comfortable position and hold Peyton close to me as I told her a story from when Merle and I were little.
"Well one time.. a long time ago when I was jus' a little older than ye', 7 or 8 maybe, my momma, Uncle Merle, and I went out to eat at some burger place. Merle was 13. Anyways we had finished eatin' and we was gettin' in the truck to go home when my momma realized she forgot her glasses at the table. She asked Merle to go get 'em and he did. Momma wanted to pull the truck around closer to the door for Merle but to do tha' she had to get on the highway and pull back into the entrance. When she pulled out we heard Merle callin' for us and chasin' the truck. He was yellin' "momma don't leave me, don't leave me!".." I chuckle slightly re picturing Merle chasing after the car almost crying. "I was in the back seat laughin' my a-..butt off.... cheering "go faster momma faster"" I finished and Peyton was listening intently and laughing.
"Did your mommy stop for him?" She asks
I laugh "of course she did, she yelled at him for runnin' out on highway though, then she yelled at me for laughing!" I tell her smiling.
Peyton giggles "that's funny daddy" she says and lays her head down on my chest.
I hug her tighter and kiss her head. "I love ye' so much baby girl" I whisper
"I know daddy I love you more" she says back and cuddle into me more.
I start playing with her hair and soon her soft snores are the only sound I can hear. I smile and kiss her head again. "G'Nigh' baby" I whisper and fall asleep myself.
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A/n: short cute filler chapter because I wanted to update but didn't really have any ideas! Btw the story Daryl told Peyton is a true story that my Grandma told me about my Dad and Uncle... I always think it's funny so I decided to add it in there.
Anyways more exciting chapters to come :)
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My Little Girl {Daryl Dixon Story}
FanfictionThis is the life story of the one and only Daryl Dixon's daughter. From the struggle of getting custody for her... To the struggle of keeping her alive *pre-apocalyptic through more than half of the story*