𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 out of the woods and ended up in a large field that seemed to be a golf course to the country club. Daryl soon came out of the woods behind them.
Beth looked back at him. "Golfers like to booze it up, right?"
Daryl looked around and saw a group of walks across the field. "Let's go." Devin said beginning to walk towards the club.
Beth and Daryl followed her. The three reached the front of the building. "Might be people inside." Beth stated.
It started to thunder as the three walk up the front stairs. Daryl started to search the dead walker by the door while Devin and Beth tried to get the doors open.
The doors rattled but wouldn't budge. "Gotta be another way." Devin said backing away from the doors.
Daryl grabbed up a golf club and the three of them left the front of the building to look for another door.
They entered through the side door. Inside the country club it seemed that people had tried to take shelter but now they were all dead.
At the back of the room their were some walkers hanging from the ceiling. After the three were sure there were no threats in the room they were in they started looking around.
"Check it out." Beth said showing Devin the spoon she just picked up. It had Washington D.C engraved in it.
"Why would someone eat with that?" Devin asked chuckling a little.
Beth shrugged smiling as she slipped the spoon into her bag.
The two looked over as Daryl started shoving money and jewelry into a bag. "Why are you keeping all that stuff?" Beth asked confused.
Daryl looked up at her for a split second and looked back down staying quiet.
Devin raised her eyebrows. "Steal from the rich and give to the poor." She said, shrugging.
Walkers started to bang on the side door so the three adventure further into the building.
They walked into the kitchen and Devin shined her flashlight on some cans. She picked up a can of beans and looked at the date. "Woah." She muttered. "This can is older then Javier. Wonder if it's still good."
A struggle could be heard coming from where Beth went. "Beth?" Devin called out letting the can fall to the ground.
Daryl and Devin both ran off to find Beth. They reached her as she was killing a walker. "Thanks for the help." She sarcastically said to the two.
Devin hummed "yeah, no problem." She grinned sarcastically.
"You said you could take care of yourself. You did." Daryl nodded.
The three headed down the hall and came across a clothing store part of the country club.
Devin separated away from Beth and Daryl to look for some new clothes.
She walked over to a rack that had a bunch of tank tops on it. She started looking through them and picked out a stripped one, similar to the one she used to wear back on the farm. She tossed it over her shoulder and walked over to some jackets and grabbed a blue one and then grabbed a new pair of jeans before heading off to get changed.
After she got changed she packed her old clothes into her backpack. She bumped into Beth coming out of the dressing rooms. The two looked one another up and down and smiled. "Looking good, good looking." Devin said noddin, with a grin.
"Thanks, you too." Beth said and the two high five.
The two then joined Daryl by a mannequin that had half of a dead woman's body on it and there was a paper nailed to the woman's chest that said 'rich bitch'
"Who'd she piss off?" Devin asked, crossing her arms.
"Help me take her down." Beth said, trying to lay her down.
"It don't matter. She's dead." Daryl said, shaking his head unbotherd.
"She used to not be." Devin said walking over to try and help the blonde.
Daryl stood up and tossed a sheet over the woman.
The three get chased into a different room by walkers.
Daryl startee killing them while Beth and Devin watch. Devin would've stepped in but it seemed to her to Daryl needed to let go of some pinned up anger. If it became to much for the man she'd help out but right now he was doing fine on his own.
The last walker Daryl threw to the ground and started hitting it with a golf club. He hit it one final time, slinging blood all over Beth and Devin's clothes.
"Well, this is why we can't have anything nice." The redhead muttered shaking her head.
The three walked into the bar part of the country club, Beth and Devin took a seat on some bar stools and Beth grabbed a bottle. "Peach Schnapps." Beth read the label.
Devin's nose scrunched up and Beth looked at her. "Is it good?" She asked, tilting her head.
"No." Devin and Darul answered in unison.
"Well, it's the only thing left." Beth told them.
"That's gotta tell you something." Devin said smiling a little.
Beth grabbed up a cup and started trying to wipe out the blood. She had no luck so she tried another but eventually gave up.
"Who needs a glass?" She muttered.
"Not us." Devin joked opening up the bottle. She then handed it over to Beth.
The blonde stared at it. The longer she stared the more tears seem to fill her eyes. She started to cry.
Devin looked over her shoulder at Daryl and gives him the 'do something' look.
Daryl walked over and took the bottle from Beth. He turned and threw it on the ground. "Ain't gonna have your first drink be no damned peach schnapps."
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𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐋 𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍 through woods. "A motorcycle mechanic." Beth guessed, tilting her head.
"Huh?" Daryl asked glancing back at her.
"That's my guess. For what you were doing before the turn. Did Zack ever guess that one?"
"It don't matter." Daryl told her.
"Wait, yes it does because it's my turn." Devin said scoffing. "I think... You, uh... You hunted of course."
The redhead sighed. "maybe did odd jobs here and there... Hell I dunno." She shook her head.
Daryl shook his head at her. "It hasn't mattered for a long time."
"It's just what people talk about, you know, to feel normal." Beth told him.
"Yeah, well, that never felt normal to me." Daryl said as they came across a house.
"Found this place with Javi and Michonne." He told the two.
"I was expecting a liquor store." Beth said, squinting her eyes.
"No, this is better." Daryl told her.
The three walked over to the shed on the side of the house. Daryl grabbed a create of glass jars that were filled with something.
"What's that?" Beth asks as Devin grabbed one of the jars and opened it.
"Moonshine." Devin responded smelling the alcohol as her nose crinkled.
𝖤𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋
𝟥.𝟣𝟦.𝟤𝟥
𝟪:𝟤𝟫𝗉𝗆
𝟣𝟣𝟣𝟨𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌
𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍—7:29𝐏𝐌, 12.24.23
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Gone|TWD³
FanficWhat they once had was gone. The prison fell and everyone was separated. Devin got out with Daryl and Beth and in her mind she can't help but think they're the only ones who made it. she only hopes that she's wrong. book 3 of the Devin Philips serie...
