I was still sat at the burial sight of Jesus after the funeral. I couldn't believe he was gone.
"Are you okay?" I heard Daryl behind me.
I turned round and nodded, "I'm fine."
"Tell me the truth," Daryl slowly walked closer.
"I'm not fucking okay," I shook my head and broke down into tears.
"Come here," Daryl opened up his arms and I accepted his comfort.
I stood there as I cried into his chest.
"Its okay," He told me as he stroked my head, "I'm here for you."
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Daryl Dixon One Shots
FanfictionWith these one shots some are finished but some are random like story starters. Either way I hope you enjoy :)
