The Odd One Out ~A Daryl Dixon X Reader~

Chapter 33

Fine. I can't wait anymore so I'll upload this chapter.

Daryl hugged me close, growling audibly at Reggie. "Touch her and I swear I'll cut all your balls off and tie you to a fucking tree to be ripped apart by Walkers!"

Someone pointed a gun to Daryl'e head and clicked it, setting it off the safe. "Look at me," Reggie growled, "you either come with me or I'll kill him. I'll shoot him right in the head and then kill everyone else in your group one by one."

The man shoved the gun against Daryl's head and he tensed, but he didn't flinch. He held me firmly, his teeth bared. My stomach was a knot. I was terrified and shaking,my heart in my stomach and anything I'd actually eaten threatening to come back up,

Reggie's eyes raked down me, insisting me to hurry. I pause for only one more moment before pushing gently away from Daryl. He tried to grab at me but I gently pushed his arm away gently.

"I'll be okay." I promise. His eyes are icy and wide, filled with anger and sadness and... And fear.

Reggie grabbed my arms and slammed me against a tree, placing a hand on my hip. "You are a beauty, aren't ya?" Daryl watches and I begin to shake, terrified. I didn't want this. I wanted to cry. Reggie leaned over me, grinning horribly. His hand reached for my stomach and he squeezed my hips. "Oh, you'll be fun to have, darlin'. You'll be a tasty little angel."

"Reggie!" A voice barked as men grabbed Daryl's bow, tying his hands behind him roughly. "Later. God. We've gotta go." Reggie sighed and rolled his eyes, letting me go to my complete relief.

The black haired man named Tom had saved me, but I was terrified of where we were going. "Can she sit in my lap in the truck?" Reggie grinned.

"No!" Tom snapped. "She's in the back like everyone else. The redneck is in the back of the cab, with us. I don't want him getting away. He's dangerous." Daryl growled and almost looked please at the last part.

I was roughly tied up and shoved through the dark woods. Brambles tugged at my clothing and branches whipped at my faces, but I didn't make a noise. We finally got to a truck and I was shoved roughly in the back of the long semi.

The inside was empty except a loose chair and a couple chains and buggy cords, along with Asa coil of rope. I sat down in the corner, curled up to myself, and they slammed the door shut, enveloping me in complete darkness.

The ride was long. Long and bumpy and dark, filled with tears and fear. The darkness seemed to suffocate me as I cried, scared. Terrified. I didn't want this. I just wanted to find the group. Just wanted to be safe with the group and Daryl. And everyone we had lost.

Throughout the ride I had to hop from one part of the floor to the other to avoid being crushed by the chair or whipped painfully by the chains, which happened on more than one occasion.

Finally the truck rumbled to stop. I was bruised and tired and sore muscled. The door opened suddenly and I yelped, blinded by the sudden light. Two someone's hopped into the truck and grabbed my arms, hauling me out.

I stumbled as I hopped onto pavement and slowly began to take in my surroundings. I was by a chain link fence of pavement, in the bright of day. It was warm. Two men stood nearby, clad in black and holding guns.

Tom and Reggie hopped out of the truck, dragging Daryl along. He looked exhausted with red rimmed eyes, if still defiant. I passed by one of the black clad man as one of the people who had grabbed me ushered me along to a break in the chain link fence. As our eyes connected I nearly cried out, feeling betrayed and surprised and even relieved.

One of the men, guarding the break in fence, clad in black was someone I knew well. His black eyes widened and glittered as he saw me, as if happy. But my happiness vanished, instantly swept over by sadness and a sense of betrayal.

It was Glenn.