The Hunter and the Angel (Daryl x reader)

You were finally on your way back, after all the crap that happened to you both's. The hord, the ambush and now that...

A men's group aim their guns at Daryl and you and the leader on his motorcycle finish what he was saying... "Your property now belongs to Negan". You're shocked. What were you gonna do? You look at every possibilities running in your head, you could try to reach your gun a couple feet in front of you, you could try and run in the forest hoping they don't shoot you in the process... Then you feel another pair of eyes looking at you, so you turn your head to your right to watch Daryl's blue eyes looking at you. You can see he's tense, sweat still sliding on his bare chest.

-Daryl's PoV-

Oh man, we are in trouble again... I don't know what to do, I mean, If I was alone I could have try something, but I'm too scared for (y/n), she has proven me she was strong, but we never know how things can turned and I wouldn't forgive myself If something happens to her, I realized it when we split off because of the ambush, I was sure I had lost her, but she found me. God she was unpredictable... And the way she used to smile at me, was just adorable. She reminds me of my mom... She wasn't a bad person and she shouldn't ended up that way. What I was sure, is that I wasn't going to let someone else that I love die. So I let them approach us and take us to their camp or whatever they call it.

- End of Daryl's PoV-

They handcuffs Daryl and you and push you roughly in the truck's coffin. Your hear the engine's starting than you knock your head hardly agains't the other side of the coffin and ends up on Daryl's muscular chest."I'm sorry" you said slowly moving away from him and his attracting smell of alhcool, gazoline and greace. "There is nothing to be sorry about", he said thoughfully. Then he add, looking at your head, "Are you okay?" You then realize that there is blood on your forehead then you sigh and add " I've been better" You stare at each other eyes for a moment before you realized the truck as stopped. Then the coffin flew open and you blink from the sun now burning your eyes and you felt strong arms taking you out of the truck effortless. When your feet touch the ground you tried to get rid of your agressor grip but it was useless, and, as a result, they were now two holding you tight, stopping you from getting away.

(hey guys! hope you like this first little chapter, please comment!!! It's my first official fanfic and I need to know if it is good or not at all. And sorry for the mistakes! I'm a french Canadian who try to improve her english. Comments! And don't be scared to correct me, I will be happy to have reviews on the story and on my writing. It can only helps me to become better!)