Chapter 37

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"(Y/n)." He rasped, his eyes filling relief.
I stared at him.the room was dark and dank, and his arms were chained behind him and to the wall. His face was bloody and bruised, and his lip was bleeding.

"Dar-bear!" I cried, running over to him and hugging him tightly, tears filling my eyes. He rested his head on my in an attempt of a hug. "Are you okay? What happened?" I cupped his cheeks, staring at his face.

"Did he touch you?" He asked hoarsely. "Did that pervert lay his hands on you?"

"No, no, no,no, no." I cooed softly, stroking his stubble. "Tom was able to stop it... After I smashed his head in with a chair." I couldn't help the pride in my voice.

He smirked and chuckled a tiny bit. "Well, he deserved that."

I frowned and hugged him tightly again. "What'd they do to you?" I whispered into his neck.

"Nothin'." I pulled away and he leaned forward, resting his forehead on mine. "Where's the others?" He murmured softly.

"I don't know..." His forehead resting against mine sent happy tingles and a warm feeling through my body. "But Glenn isn't a traitor. They have Maggie too."

"Hershel and Beth?" He asked, brow furrowing.

I shook my head, pulling away and sitting down. "I don't know... Look, I'm down here to... Ask you a couple questions for them." Question you had sounded a bit violent in my head.

"Like?" He grunted, sitting back against the wall.

"Like, okay, who all of your family is left? There's a Dixon that keeps bothering them... And they want to know who it might be."

He sighed and hung his head, closing his eyes. "God... I guess you're getting a kick out of this..."

"What?!" I shrilled, thoroughly offended. "What the heck do you mean by that?"

"You finally get to know about my personal life..."

"Oh. Yeah. I guess so." I sighed, hugging my knees.

His eyes look distant and he stiffened a little. "You really don't want to know... I don't want pity..."

"Daryl." My voice grew hard. "Tell me."

He sighed. "Alright... Alright. But you have to tell me something."

"Fine. Okay." And I knew exactly what I'd tell him.


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