Daryl and Beth: An Awkward Romance

Chapter 9: The Asylum

Beth's POV

"Hello dears" said our kidnapper as he walked into our cell, scanning the room: the concrete walls, the bland steel bed and us sitting upon it. "How rude of me" he continued, "I never introduced myself. I am Ky Jones, leader of this group, and now" he said pointing at us one at a time, you" he said in a sinister voice.

"We ain't your slaves" Daryl said, "And you sure as hell ain't gonna keep us here" "Oh but you are and I am keeping you here" Ky said back, a psychotic grin spreading across his face. Ky then began to laugh like a maniac, like something along the way had been too much to handle and had driven him insane, maybe it was just the sight of the living dead. Maybe just one death too many. And the more he stood in here with us, the more it felt like the walls were closing in on us, and I knew what came next wouldn't be good.

We'd faced a lot before this and overcome it but people could be just as dangerous as the dead and I found my nerves on edge. Suddenly I felt Daryl squeeze my hand and was broken out of my thoughts. I looked up to see Ky staring at me with his dark blue eyes, a colour that resembled a dark ink. His hair was ruffled, as if he had been running his hands through it as a result of many sleepless nights. He then began to speak, his gaze shifting to Daryl and his face going blank again, "Well then, since you've been rude, you are getting the worst" " What do you mean?" I asked, he was making no sense. "What I mean girl, is that he'll get the worst of the torture" he declared, and with a swift motion, he threw something and the room quickly filled up with the wretched gas, making the place feel even more confined. "Why are you doing this?!" I screamed before I felt my body awkwardly fall against Daryl's and the darkness wash over me.

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Daryl's POV

Waking up, the first thing I realized was that I wasn't positioned as I was when I was knocked out - with Beth's gentle body fallen against me. I immediately tried to move - and quickly realized that the stretcher I was lying on had me held down with rope. Staring around the room, I could see similarities to the one I am in with Beth: the concrete walls and roof, the metal door, but that's where they stopped. The room was at least twice the size, leaked water down the sides and the floor wasn't concrete - instead it was wooden. Metal tables and medical equipment that looked deadly was scattered all over the room, and I caught a glance of what looked like my crossbow at the other side of the room.

A man and a woman who looked like they were younger than me were standing at the other side of the room staring, both had long ginger hair and deep brown eyes and when they noticed I had woken up, they immediately ran over.

"Don't do this" I got out, "I'm not the problem" I said blankly, looking at both of them in the eyes. The girl had a look of guilt in her eyes and that's when I realized - she knew. Ky was forcing them to do this, they were just more pawns in his sick game.

"I don't have a.." she began, "I know" I responded, "You don't have a choice, so just get on with it. Please" I replied. "I am so, so sorry" she said with regret. "As am I" said the man beside her - he couldn't have been older than twenty and was probably her brother - they shared the same looks and the same British accent. "Um, before you start - why is he doing this?" The girl opened her mouth to reply just as Ky walked in, "Here to join the party?" I said with sarcasm "Oh yes, I see you have met Pietro and Scarlet" said Ky,"I'm missing Beth's torture for this" he added, a bored tone to his voice.

Shit, Beth! I was so confused I forgot that it wasn't just me being tortured. Rage sparked in me and I couldn't control myself, she didn't deserve this, she'd done nothing wrong.

"What the hell are you doing to her?!" I shouted at Ky, "Exactly what I'm doing to you" he laughed, "However her torture will not be as extreme as your own" he told me. "Why can't you just take me for double the time instead, leave the girl alone" I said, trying to persuade Ky. "Where would the fun be in that?" he grinned as he signaled to the man and woman. Suddenly the worst pain I'd ever physically felt shot through my body. It was like being struck by lightning over and over again, my body trembled more and more as the electrifying currant was switched up higher and higher. Then I looked to the side to see Ky holding up an injection, and he began to speak, "This will make your electrocution a little more.... memorable" he finished with a dreadful smirk.

Beth's POV

"Aghhh!!" I yelled. I had woken up to a man standing over me holding some sort of electrocution device. It had been going on for what seemed hours now but was probably less. The pain was excruciating and it took all my strength to handle it, "Why" I seethed in pain. "Ky's orders" the man replied. "But why?!" I screamed through the pain, "Why is he doing this?!" "Look I'm being filmed lady and if they think anything suspicious is happening, then I'm screwed. Ok that's us for today" he replied staring at me with a mixture of sympathy and anger in his eyes. None of this made sense and I was getting frustrated. Why were these people following such a sick man? He must have done something awful to get such authority - the type of authority that scared people into following you.

"Well screw you all!' I yelled. My entire body was numb with pain that I knew would linger for the rest of the night. However I couldn't help but keep remembering what Ky had said - his will be worse. And if my own torture was this bad I couldn't stand to think about what was happening to Daryl. "You can go now" the man said to me. "I'll help you down" he said and went to take my arm. "Get off" I answered, I refused to take help from him.

"Fine, whatever suits you lady but you'll need to follow me back to your room" he said gruffly. I didn't answer but walked slowly behind the man out of the room, the pain was awful.

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Beth's POV

As I walked back into the room, I saw Daryl lying limp on the bed - he wasn't even conscious, "Daryl!" I yelled and ran over, even though he probably couldn't hear me.

"I am so, so sorry" I said a tear spilled down my cheek, "so sorry...." And as I remembered what I had told him - that I didn't cry anymore - I felt ashamed that I'd let my emotions do this. If you never blocked out feelings in this world nowadays, you could never survive.

But right now I couldn't help it and let my wall crumble for just that moment.

2 hours later.

"Beth?" "Oh my god Daryl, what did they do?" I asked as one remaining tear left my eye and rolled down my cheek. I placed my hand on his cheek and he spoke, "Hey it's ok" he said, "been through worse" he said and then slowly and painfully sat up on the bed, and kissed my cheek softly - it was unlike Daryl to show affection like that, even the smallest thing and so made me feel quite confused - and nervous in a good way. "Daryl you were out for two hours as far as I know, you need rest" I said, attempting to push him back down, "Yea yea, you alright? What did they do?" He asked, "Look that doesn't matter right now, just.. just get a rest Daryl" I pushed as I lay myself down beside him on the bed. "Fine but just because I'm about to fall asleep but when I wake up.." "Mmmhm I know we'll talk about it, now sleep" I said rolling around to face him as he brushed the hair from my eyes and I drifted into sleep.

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