Daryl's Fallen(TWD fan fiction/Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 29

If my phone is correct this story has over 700 reads? Okay it may not seem like a lot to u but for a very dyslexic, British, 17 year old girl it seems incredible. Now I know the story at the beginning is like 😁 with grammar and spelling. I'm gradually going through every chapter to give it some work,not to change the content but just u know make it readable.
Any who, how u guys liking the story so far? Daryl may be dead? Penny is being an annoying brat and Lily's is just having a shit time.
Well let's just say something interesting is about to come up.
Thanks for reading my story and sorry again about my awful grammar and everything else.
Xoxo
Tori
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Lily's PoV

When I woke up the next morning I was certain that he was gonna be there, when he wasn't my heart broke. Slipping out of the bed i looked at the mirror; my eyes were still puffy from crying and my skin was all red and blotchy.
According to Jenna losing Daryl apparently was 'worth it' as Penny was recovering well.
I was glad my sister was better but the fact Daryl was either dead, or even badly injured made me feel sick.
I turned away from my reflection and slipped on a baggy top and a pair of black jeans.
I scraped back my hair into a pony tail and stared at my reflection once again.
A knock came from the door, I stumbled my way to it and saw that Doctor Starch was stranding there.
"Hey Lily are you okay?" He asked and I snorted.
"My boyfriend sacrificed himself for my sister and father, so actually I'm not okay." I bit hard, his hazel eyes widened before he sighed and clasped his hands together.                                                                                 "Can I talk to you for a minute, please?"
Doctor Starch winced slightly as he spoke. I bit the inside of my cheek before I nodded and let him in. He mumbled a thank you and sat on the edge of my bed.
"It's about your results there's no easy way to saying this..." and I felt slightly relieved as I thought to myself. I have the cure. I can cure man kind...
"What?" I snapped a little and his eyes widened before he got up and hesitated.
"Don't worry about it." but I grabbed his arm and dragged him back down.
"I think i know..." I said with a shaky breath and his brows knotted.
"Oh thank the Lord, I thought you would have realised when you stopped getting your period." he laughed and I shuttered and clenched my jaw.
"What?" I muttered and he gulped when he saw my face and stopped laughing.
"So you don't know that you are pregnant?"
And just like that my world shattered and fell apart. I felt my breath quicken and I felt my face drain of all its colour. I'm what?
"What?" His face tightened and he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.
"You're pregnant." I felt sick to my stomach. It explained so many things, the sickness, the lack of sleep, my stomach hurting.
"I didn't know..."
"Now we've got to talk about this, this can change everything that we have planned..." I wanted to hug Daryl, I wanted him to kiss my forehead and tell me that it was gonna be okay, but he wasn't there.
"What do you mean?"
"We don't want to affect your child, we don't want to take too much blood either.We were planning to inject you with the disease and then moderate you. We can't now incase it affects the child..."i stood up. I couldn't deal with it anymore.
"I've gotta, I've gotta go..." I stuttered and sprinted out of my room. I ran across the hallways and stairs trying to get to the ground floor. I had never needed someone so badly ever before in my life.
I darted past my dad who gave me a strange look, he quickly grabbed my arm and I shot back.
"Hey, what's the matter?" He furrowed his grey brows and I shoved him back so he let go of my shoulders.
"Lily!"he shouted but I ran until my legs felt like jelly and until my heart was thumping like a drum in my ears.
I got to the ground level and got out my bow and arrow.
"Lily, what are you doing?" My dad asked angrily and more of our people were following closely behind him.
"Saving Daryl." I thumped the button for the shutters hard and waited as they began to open.
"Lily, stop." I heard my dad growl and bark at me. His footsteps were right behind me. The shutters opened and there he was, his face full of panic. His hand was thumping hard on the glass door and his eyes were wide with fear. Half a dozen walkers were stumbling after him and they were closing in. I frantically gasped as I flung open the door as a walker grabbed his ankle, he tried to shake it off but I grabbed my bow and arrow and shot the walker. I pulled Daryl inside, slammed the door and pressed the button for the shutters to close.
Daryl clambered onto his feet and I launched myself into his arms. My arms wrapped themselves around his neck, my cries became hiccuped as I buried my face into the crook of his neck smelling his scent.
"You're okay?" I gasped into his shoulder but it came out all muffled. He stroked my hair and pressed his lips against my ear.
"Thank god you're alright." I sobbed harder into his neck.
I pulled back and captured his face with my hand. Before I could control myself any longer my lips were crashing onto his, they tasted of salty wet tears. We both pulled back and he was hugging me harder than before.
"I love you." i heard him mumble into my ear and I felt a cold chill sweep over me.
"You're alive?" my sisters voice broke the scene and I turned to see my father-who looked angrier than ever- Jenna, Rick, Glen, Maggie and Judith.
"Yeah I managed to escape, how's Penny?" He held me close as I clung onto him for dear life, his eyes narrowed down when he saw my dad.
"Well." Jenna confirmed and I looked up at Daryl. His stumble was becoming more of a beard,his hair was shaggy and long and he needed a shower. I didn't care though, I was just relieved he was home.
"Daryl, we need to talk." I stuttered,
"Sure." he smiled a little until he saw the panic on my face.
Daryl pulled away and began talking to the others. I climbed up the elegant steps and ran into Doctor Starch. He staggered back when he saw me, i grabbed his arm and frowned at him.
"Can you get rid of it?" My voice was low and tensed.
"What?"
"The baby, can you get rid of it?" I felt my breath catch and wave of guilt washed over me.
"We don't have the equipment for an abortion." he straightened up and walked away. I leant against the wall and tilted my head back as my heart crashed.
We had been so careful, I knew there was no birth control but we still used protection, it wasn't fair.