To the end and back [daryl Dixon x reader]

Ten

fallen down

'Chupacabra'

Season 2 ep5

day one

"What the hell is happening?" my roommate Naoh said as the front door opens and closed. I was huddled up on the couch watching the news. 'People all across the United States are attacking each other" one news anchor said. about a week ago there were similar stories from France, but we all brushed it off. it wasn't our problem. now it was. people were attacking each other, viciously biting flesh out of each other's necks, arms, legs, anywhere they were able to access.
"I don't know" I whispered as Noah took a seat next to me. it seemed as though once you got bit you got just as violent as the others were. "We should probably get out of here it doesn't seem safe" Noah says. I shake my head "I'm not going out there."

"I should probably go call my brother see if my grandpa and grandma are alright" I replied quietly before getting up and walking towards my room. I wasn't leaving this apartment. I saw the news footage. it was terrifying. I dial my brother's number and put the phone up to my ear. it rings about twice before he answers. "y/n, are you alright?" he asks. my brother was only about 2 years younger than me. "I'm fine, is grandma and pops alright?" I asked. "Yeah..." he sighs "it's not as bad out here, grandpa wants me to come get you bring you back here" I shake my head "no matt it's too dangerous."

he lets out a sigh "I've gotta, can't leave you there, I'll be there tomorrow be ready." then he hung up. 3 hours later I received a phone call from him, he was screaming, there was groaning, and the sound of skin being ripped off the bone.

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I wake up pressed against Daryl's chest. his arms are wrapped around my body and his cheek is smushed into the top of my head. he's got a tight hold on me, I can barely even wiggle. I try shaking him, but he doesn't even move. "Daryl" I whisper. Still no response. "Daryl!" I whisper shout. Still no response so now I just decided to embrace it. Just wait until he wakes up. Good thing he does end up waking up 12 minutes later though. "I'm sorry sugar, we're you waitin' for me to wake up?" He asks, his voice still deep and groggy from sleep. "Yeah, but it's fine" I whisper as he unwraps his arms from around me. Daryl presses his lips lightly to mine before he exits the tent leaving me by myself.

I exit the tent soon after with my sweater wrapped around my body. the suns fully up in the sky so I know it's at least almost noon. carol is hanging up laundry and Daryl is grouped up with a few of the people in our group. I walk up assuming I'm going to be involved in the search again, but Daryl stops me. "you're not goin' today" he says as he grabs both of my hands. I cock my head to the side; I had assumed that since yesterday went so well id be going again. "What? why?" I ask, brows furrowed "s'not safe, can't have you gettin' hurt" I'm even more confused now, because we didn't even come across any walkers yesterday.

I was perfectly fine yesterday, and I felt like a held my own, I thought I proved I was skilled enough to help. "What? but I-"

"don't argue, just listen to me. I can do it by myself. I don't need your help. you'll just slow me down" my brows now furrowed into an angry knot. did he really think i was slowing him down. "Hey y/n can come with Shane and I" Andrea offers "no she's stayin' here" replies Daryl. it wasn't like I wanted to go with Shane, but I wanted to make my own decisions. "fine" I mutter angrily before stomping off in the opposite direction.

I see Glenn lightly strumming away on a guitar on the front porch and immediately begin walking towards him. I take a seat in the rocking chair next to him. "What are you pissed off about now?" he asks with a chuckle. it's funny how he knows I'm mad just by one look. "He won't let me go, and he said I was slowing him down" I say with an angry sigh as I fold my arms over my chest. "I thought I proved myself to him! I thought yesterday went well."