{avas pov}
Ever since daryl left me i have been hiding in my cell away from reality, away from the other people in the group because it dont feel the same without daryl. Im just sat on the floor of my cell drawing on the floor with my chalk as someone knocks on the wall of my door way.
"ava....." carol breaks the silence with a soft wisper, i look up at her "yeah.." i reply with a soft tone. "come get some food sweetheart you must be hungry", i hesitate for a moment but i get up and start walking to the cafeteria bit. As i walk in i see the others sat around the tables, i sit next to carl and look at the people in the cage.
The tall looking guy stares at me "carl why is that dude staring at me" i wisper to carl "he heard about you and daryl" i just look at him in confusion "dont mind them vi their just curious" hershel reasures me.
"introduce yourself to the little en" hershel asks of the weird people in the cell, "im tyresse" he tall dude says putting his hamd up "im sasha his sister" she smiles. I just nod at them and finish my food im currently eating.
That second rick has walked in with michonne "The whole front of the prison is unsecure" rick says in a tired tone of voice "if walkers just strolled in, then its gonna be cake for a group of armed men" rick explained, i just looked at carl with a confused look but obviously he understands hes way older than me.
"why are we even so sure hes gonna attack" carol questioned "maybe you scared him off?" hershel added.
"he had fish tanks full of heads.....walkers and humans. trophies." michonne made it clear that he was a complete weirdo.
"hes comin'"
everyone stayed silent processing the information letting it sink in, "we should hit him now?" carol questioned once again. "what?" beth said in confusion, "are you sure we are safe here?" i ask everyone as it dont feel safe.
{daryl and merle pov}
"the shit you doing, pointing that thing at me?" merle spat "they wer scared man" daryl turns to look at merle, "they were rude is what they were, rude and they owed us a token of gratitude " merle added.
daryl just looked at merle in disppointment "they didnt owe us nothing" daryl spat."you helping people out the goodness of your heart?" merle spoke to him like a baby "even though you might die doing it?" merle said in a foolish tone, "is that something your sheriff rich tought you? or have you just grown soft for that little deaf girl?" at that moment daryl looked at merle with an angry look on his face.
"keep ava out your mouth, you do not have that right she aint your kid! i should have just stayed with her she matters, she needs me more" daryl yelled in merles face "i went back for you man you werent there.....i didnt cut of your hand either you did that" daryl exlaimed "way before they locked you on that roof. you asked for it."
"you know--you know whats funny to me?"
"you and sheriff rick are like this now" merle says while crossing his fingers.
"right? i bet you a penny and a fiddle of gold that you never told him that we were planning on robbing that camp blind" merle said in spite.
"it didnt happen" daryl snapped.
"yeah, it didnt cause i wasnt there to help you." merle snapped back.
daryl just looked at him with a sad look like he had lost his brother "what, like when we were kids, huh?" daryl started to get mad. "who left who then?".
"what?" merle stepped back abit. "is that why i lost my hand?".
"you lost your hand cause your a simpleminded peice of shit." daryl says turning round to get bis back off the floor. "yeah you dont know!" merled yelled as he pulled the back of daryls, but as he pulled the shirt it had ripped and revealed the scars on daryls back.
merle immedialtely backed away "i--i didnt know!" he stammers, "yeah, he did".
"he did the same to you" daryl said "thats why you left first" daryl turns back finishing packing his stuff back into his bag. "i had to man....i would have killed him otherwise".
daryl started to walk away from merle leaving him on his own.
{avas pov}
i was sat on the stairs of the prison practising my sign language as i hear a gunshot from outside, i quickly jump up running to the window seeing people shooting at everyone outside. "oh my what is happening beth" i say quickly "get away freo the windows ava!" beth says while pulling me away from the window.
i sit holding jusith while waiting for it aqll to stop.
{time skip}
we have been waiting for some time and the gunshots have stopped "are they gone?" i ask beth but before she could answer everyone walks into the prison. i look towards them but i pause in my spot as i see someone that i didnt thi k i would see.
daryl.
i step away slowly as tears fall down my small cheeks, they put merle in the big cell and daryl walks towards me "ava....listen im so-" she starts but i cut him off by hitting hik repeatedly "you left me" i cry "you promised....your promised you wouldnt leave me" my cries fill the room as everyone gets teary around me "and you did" i cry harder.
daryl holds my arms down and hugs me tight "i know, i know and im so so sorry vi" he looks at me "your the best thing thats happened to me in this dead world.....i dont know why i left you i shouldnt have".
i look at daryl with a frown on my face "dont leave me again" daryl rubs my cheek with his thumb "i wont vi" he hugs me again.
"awh look at the daryl all soft and sweet-" merle started but got cut off "shut up merle" everyone said in sinc.
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i know i said id do it way longer but i burnt my hand with boiling hot water out the kettle and it hurts to type....
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FanfictionAva-grace is an 8 year old girl silently begging for love. Her dad Shane Walsh does not love her the way a father does, but with her hearing issues she finds comfort in the redneck Daryl Dixon.