Daryl reached a hand out to cup my cheek, his gaze holding mine intently. I had untied him once Negan left, wanting to feel his touch again before enduring whatever awaited me. He was gentle, his fingers calloused against my pale skin.
"Are you afraid?" he asked softly, and I swallowed the lump in my throat before shaking my head. "Should I be?" I questioned in return, and he grunted, his expression telling me that I shouldn't. I smiled a little at his actions before licking my lips.
"I have to leave soon...." I whispered softly, hating every word as it rolled off my tongue. He only nodded, staying silent as he stared at me, and after a few moments he spoke up. "Why not run away?"
I thought over his question, contemplating the correct way to respond. "All I have left is here." There were no more words spoken between us that day, the room filled with silence, even when I got up to leave.
Author's Note: sorry for short chapter. I will be making up for it with the next though
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FanficAfter the confrontation between Negan and Rick's group, the new threat decides killing one of them isn't enough, and takes Daryl Dixon with him. What happens when Daryl meets Ruthie, who, despite Negan's claim on her, finds our favorite redneck inte...
