A Crossbow and a Mic (1D & Walking Dead)

Ch.19

*Daryl's Pov*

Darlene giggled letting the smoke flow through the air. She smiled standing up. Dar opened her mouth trying to eat the puffs of smoke. I slammed my fist on the table catching her attention.

"Darlena, behave!" She snickered.

I promised myself I wouldn't let her do this to herself again. I failed. I failed to be a brother and a role model. I've protected her from harm all her life only to be stabbed the back by Merle, from his drug stash. I knew she'd find it one day and use it. And she did.

Now she's high and embarrassing herself.

I grabbed her upperarms and carried her like that to her cell block. I dropped her looking at what she had done.

Rick, Carl and the boys entered behind me their jaws hitting the floor. Darlene had created a home that is livable in out of the top row. She screamed climbing to her knees and standing up. I chased after her trying to grab hold of her.

"Get'er!" I shouted.

Harry and Niall bunked heads. Liam slipped on fresh paint falling over and knocking Louis to the ground. Zayn had tripped over a paint palate.

Carl manage to catch her. He held onto her forearm firmly.

Rick cut loose the ropes that held her arm together. She freed her hands and frowned.

"Darlene, come here!" I yelled.

"No!" She spat.

"Yes!"

"Nope!"

"Now!" She walked up to me.

I took her wrist.

"I love you, sissy, but you can't solve your problem with drugs." I whispered kissing her forehead.

"I-I sorry. I just miss him!" She wailed collapsing in my arms.

I wrapped my arms around her tightly, rocking us back and forth.

"Don't you worry. He loves you and so do I and don't you forget it." I sniffled looking up. "He loves us." I whispered again squeezing Dar.

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~Kitty