The Dixons And Me - The Walking Dead FanFiction

Chapter Sixteen

As Daryl held Sam, Sam sobbed. Her life had been based on a lie. She was glad her father wasn't her real father, but how could her "parents" keep this from her? She would have understood. She was old enough to understand. But they didn't seem to think so.

"I just can't believe they didn't tell me." She said inbetween sobs.

Daryl remained silent. Holding her close and stroking her hair. Ellie sat on the bed, not knowing what to do or what to say.

A knock on the door caught everyone's attention.

"Sam..It's me. Please let's talk about this." Shane begged.

"Fuck you." She mumbled.

Daryl looked to Ellie, he was begging her with his eyes for her to help. He wasn't good in these situations. Ellie just shrugged her shoulders, not knowing what to do herself. She knew that Sam and Shane had to talk, but she also knew that Sam wouldn't talk to Shane...Or listen to him.

"Sam..Why don't you talk to him? Surely he'll explain everything. He is your dad after all." She said.

Sam glared at her.

"He's not my dad. He wasn't there for me. He didn't watch me grow up. He never attended my school plays. He was never there to have the talk with my boyfriend...Which soon became girlfriend. He wasn't there! Weather I knew or not. HE'S NOT MY DAD!" She shouted the last part for Shane to hear.

On the other side of the door, Shane had sat down, with the back of his head against the door. All the words she spoke, he knew they were true. A single tear fell down his face but he quickly wiped it away. He sighed and thought about when he first found out her mother was pregnant with his child. He wasn't ready for a kid, but when he saw Colin and Sasha together, he knew he messed up. But he knew he really did mess up when Colin started to abuse both Sam and Sasha.

"If you don't wanna talk, then please just listen...You probably hate me now, and I completely understand. When Sasha...Your mom told me she was having you..I wasn't exactly over the moon. I wasn't ready for kids but she was. I said some pretty hurtful things...I knew when she walked away and never gave me a second look I messed up..It hurt me when I saw your Da-."

"HE'S NO FATHER OF MINE!" Sam shouted, feeling herself get angry.

"It hurt me when I saw Colin and your Mom together. All loved up and smiling. That should have been us. So I left...Thirteen years later I came back. Got my old job back. My first call was to a disturbance of some sort. That's when I found you. As soon as I saw you, I knew you were Sasha's...Mine...I didn't want to believe it. Then I remember a week later...I got a call from a scared girl. Saying her daddy had hurt her. Punched her. Kicked her. Spat in her face. He also burnt her mom. I went to the girls house...And when the door opened and I saw Sasha...And the girl clutching to her, terrified. I knew you were mine. And I knew I fucked up big time. If I hadn't of done what I did...If I hadn't said the things that I said, you wouldn't have gone through that shit. I'm sorry Sam." Shane said as tears fell down his face.

The door slowly opened and Shane stood up quickly and faced Sam.

"I don't hate you...But I...I...Ugh it's too much for me to take in." Sam sighed as she ran a hand through her messy hair.

"I understand...And I'm sorry. For everything." Shane apologised again.

Sam rolled her eyes.

"Stop saying sorry. I forgive you." Sam smiled a little.

Shane smiled before looking in the room and seeing Daryl with his arms crossed and Ellie sat on the bed glaring at Shane.

Shane rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"I'll let ya'll get to some sleep now. Goodnight." Shane said before walking away.

Sam closed the door and turned around. Daryl and Ellie staring at her.

"What?" She asked confused.

"Ye...Yer too nice." Daryl sighed.

Ellie nodded her head in agreement.

"Well fuck you too! In this world it doesn't hurt to be nice. As long as you're strong and careful who you're nice to! So why don't we get some fucking shut eye. I'm fucking tired!" Sam snapped before jumping on the bed that wasn't occupied.

She took her shoes off and wrapped herself in the warm blankets and sighed happily as her head hit the soft pillows.

"Hey Sam."

"Yes Daryl?"

"Watch yer language." He scolded.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fucking fuck fuck." She smirked.

Ellie giggled and Daryl glared at both of them, he gently pushed Ellie who gave him an innocent smile.

It wasn't long before the trio had fallen asleep, they earned this. The best sleep of their lives. The best sleep they had, had in a long time.

It was perfection.