Fuck You, Dixon! (Daryl Dixon x reader)

Chapter 55: Sister

Note: This song is how Glenn feels about Y/n, just imagine it says sister not brother haha <3

~Glenn's P.O.V~

We had searched for days for Y/n. And with each day she wasn't here...each day we hadn't found her...I grew more and more uneasy. I didn't want this to end like Sofia's search.

Sofia had got lucky. Y/n had found her in the end. But...who'd find and help her?

I refused to believe that she was dead, but as each day passed...I felt my hope grow more dim as I became more desperate.

At least, that was, until recently.

A couple weeks ago, Merle had stumbled upon our gate with Y/n thrown over his shoulders, demanding we let him in.

I don't know how or why she ended up with Merle, but knowing Y/n, I doubt it was by choice. She hated people like Merle. So for her to be with him...

I felt cracks spread across my heart as I felt myself bleed out from the inside.

What the hell happened for her to end up this way...?

Ever since Y/n had returned to us, I never left her side. I didn't trust Merle and wasn't keen on him being here, but the only thing that mattered to me right now was y/n, and y/n alone.

Days passed into weeks and weeks passed into months, at least, that's what it all felt like. Every second she wasn't here with me...it felt forever. It felt wrong. It felt painful. I just wanted her to be okay.

Hershel had done his best to patch her up, but she was in bad shape and stuck in a coma. In endless dreams...

I sat by Y/n's bed, holding her hand tightly as I watched over her. I can't.. she's like this again...
And again, I wasn't there by her side...

I held her hand to my forehead, trying to feel the warmth of her skin, but she was cold. So cold. She never used to be this cold...
She felt like a corpse...
I couldn't bare it.

I haven't left her side since she was brought back to us...
Maybe it had been a few weeks ago now, maybe even a month...I didn't know, I didn't care. I just cared about being by her side.
I can't...not again...
She was always there for me. She always protected me....
She was the sister and family I never had. And now...

The others tried to get me to leave her multiple times. To get sleep. To eat...
But how could I possibly care for myself when she was like this? And it was because she took a job for me at that...

She shouldn't have been here...
She shouldn't be like this...

The group even wanted to strap her down in case worst came to worst...
I couldn't bare it. I couldn't bare them thinking of her like that. I didn't leave her side and I didn't let them anywhere near her.

She wasn't dead yet, I'd refuse to let them treat her as such.

I felt my eyes tear up again for the tenth time that day as I thought over all the memories we had together. The good and the bad. I remembered and relived every single one.

I remember the time I got my first kiss and she was right there cheering me on..
Then I messed it up and she ended up snorting beer all over my date...

I remember the first time I got a girlfriend and Y/n would tease me for going on about her nonstop...
So she jokingly made out with a hot dog to mock me....
But then she ended up choking on it in front of a whole diner full of customers...