The Hunter and the Angel (Daryl x reader)

Escape

Daryl's pov

Negan slowly entered the room looking down at the two of us sitting on the blood's covered floor. Starring now at Lucille by his side, he muttered '' Lucille thought of you. She wanted to bring you a little "welcome gift". I was pleased to hear her demand and because it's a good idea I thought, why not? He then clapped in his hands and two of his brutes silently appeared in the corner of the door. Negan looked back at his men and turned his attention back toward us. "I would have liked to have a longer discussion with you, but you aren't really social people and you have some transformations to go through before we can send you back home to your friends". He laughed, leaving the room, making sign to his men in the same time. We heard groaning coming closer and we knew what was to come. Braving myself, I standed up trying to undo the knot keeping my hands together while (y/n) looked up at me shaking before putting her (h/c) head  back down hearing walkers entering the room we were kept in.

The roamers smelling our presence only seemed to notice (y/n) at first, maybe  because all the blood she had lost. Knowing they were making their way to her she hided her head with her bloody arms sobbing. "Hey, ugly pieces of shit", I screamed at them, moving desesperately trying to release my wrists from the ropes and to gain their attention off (y/n). Seeing them now coming my way, I urged myself to get rid of what was holding me from moving, but I wasn't quick enough, they were on me. I ducked trying to avoid being bite but after a short time, they were back on me. I kicked them in their stomach and finally get rid of the rope. My wrists now free, I ran toward the end of the room where I got myself a piece of bone off a dead body. I smashed it into the skull of the first walker repeatly until I was sure he would stay dead and got through the head of the other.

Sweating heavily, I kneeled down next to (y/n) and put my hand on her cold forearm. Surely thinking that I was a walker, she moved back trying to get rid of my grip. "(Y/n), it's me" I said quietly. At this moment, she gived up fighting agains't my grip and lifted her head up facing me letting go off a last tear. I delicately untied her wrists, not wanted to hurt her. "We need to find a way out of this place before he come back" I said not looking elsewhere than at her beautiful little features.

(Y/n) pov

I nodded "indeed" I said staring back at him, putting pressure on my stomach now that my arms were free. "But before" Daryl started coming closer" we need to stop the bleeding". Nonchalantly taking away my arms so he could have a better view at my wound, he caustionely inspected it. My head spinning even more than before, I thought I was going to lose conscious, but Daryl helped me keep track. "Woah, angel, you stay with me", he said looking concerned holding my shoulders and shaking them slightly. "You are going to be okay, I promise", he added ripping off the sleeves of his shirt, never looking more than a few second away from me. " This will hurt", he said wrapping one of his sleeves around my stomach. I took a deep breath and told Daryl I was ready. He, then pulled tightly. I screamed internally, not wanting Negan to show up here, my mind and body seemed like burning from the pain. My vision flickering! I reached out for Daryl for support.

Daryl slowly move away some rebel braids of hair from my trembling face with one of his hands, while the other was delicately wipping the sweat and blood from my face. Regaining some control over the pain consuming me, I let go off Daryl. While he was making a bandage around my head with his left sleeve, I whispered to him " You shouldn't waste your time on me." "I stop you there little woman",he interjected looking furious. " If you think I'm going to let you die there, you are totally wrong. Now, we should get going" , he said with his thick southern accent. I stayed quiet. "You think you can walk?" He asked worried about my condition. " I should be, but I will need your help" I responded angry about myself for not being stronger. "Not a problem", he said offering a hand and putting the other one on my back, slowly helping me up. He wanted to help me walk to the door, but I shoved him I could use the wall for support so he made his way to it. A hand on the walk, the other on my ribs I made a few hard steps toward the only exit. The door was locked not to our bigger surprise but wasn't really though. Turning to me, Daryl opened up "I'm going to put that door down", he said pointing to it. "Then, we are going to make it down the alley. Stay by my side and if you see someone, you hide. We don't have any weapons to put them down. If one of them see us, we are better dead, except If we take them by behind". I nodded agreeing to his plan. "(Y/n)",  he finished, " We are going to make it", he said hugging me slightly.

"Ready?" "Let's go", I said more ready than ever before. Then Daryl kicked the door down and came back to me pulling my arm around his strong and hot shoulders...

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