Norman Reedus Imagines

[Daryl]

              •"Who Are You?"•
                   _________
Imagine you being with Daryl in episode 3 of season 7 "the cell"; but the question is... 'Who are you?'
                   ________
The cold and darkness was the only thing that you could feel that surrounded you, your body felt numb.
'Where you dead?' 'Where where you?' In your mind only those questions circled making you start to feel pain that coursed through your body. Then the faint that sounded like, a song?
"We're on easy street
And it feel so sweet
Cause the world is but a treat-"
You jolted awake, panic flooding your body when you notice your bare body,  you yelped and scooted away till your back hit the wall when you felt hands try to grab you. "y/n, it's me, it Daryl"
"Daryl? Where- where are we?" You asked panicked. "Sh it's ok I got you" in the dim light you could see that Daryl also had no cloths on, you where trembling with fear and because of the very low temperature. Over the roaring music you could hear the sound of faint footsteps, and you weren't the only one that heard it because Daryl made you get behind him so he could cover your naked body, shielding you for whoever was going to open that door. 
When the door creaked open, their stood Dwight, he gave you both a smirk and threw a paper plate with what seemed to be sandwiches, you jumped when the door slammed shut, the music blasting even louder making you wince.
"We're siting pretty on the gravy train,
And when we sing every sweet refrain repeats
Right here on easy street
Its our moment in the sun
And it's only just begun
It's time to have a little fun
We're inviting you to come snd see why you should be
On easy street"
"Here" Daryl handed you a sandwich "I ain't eating that" you responded, you curled up and rested you head on you knees. "You need to eat" "No I don't" you mumbled out "Please... For me?" It made your heart hurt hearing Daryl so weak, you knew that the both of you where at the verge of breaking. So you took in a a shaky breath and extended your trembling hand, he then placed the bread with what you believed to be beans? Oh boy you where wrong. "What is it?" You asked disgusted when you smelled it. "Dog food" Daryl said weakly, you stared at him and then at the sandwich, "that's it, I'd rather starve" you said angry, you then threw it at the wall and laid down in the cold hard floor, trying to make yourself as small as possible, you couldn't believe the both of your where in here, you couldn't believe that Abraham and Glenn where dead! You just couldn't, you could feel tears streaming down your cheeks as you laid there, you would be lying if you said you didn't want death. Your thoughts where interrupted when a calloused hand was placed on your shoulder, making you face Daryl, "Here" he said again, this time you took the bread with dog food and ate it, despite the tasted you forced it down, Daryl ate the one you threw since he refused to take part of the one you gave him.
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You had lost count of the days, each day the sound of the stupid song drove you close to the brink of insanity! You couldn't take it! The only only thing keeping you both sane was each other. Each day you both listening to the song, eating dog food and shivering form the cold because of the lack of clothes. Again over the sound of the Devils music was the patter of footsteps, making Daryl be in font of you like any other time, but their in front of us stood Dwight with a scowl on his face and clothes in both his hands, he threw the the rags that were so called clothes at Daryl, then without a word he slammed the door and making the music go louder! It took everything in me to not jump Dwight, but you refrained myself for so.
Daryl gave you the smaller set of the clothes, but it was still too big for your smaller frame, the clothes where a grey jumper with the letter 'A' painted in the color orange on both sides, you felt warmer but you till felt disgusted because of the dirty material. You didn't know how much you could take it.