For The Ones I Love | Negan #Wattys2017

Part 12

I sobbed uncontrollably into Daryl's chest as he held onto me tightly, leaving long kisses on the top of my head.
I felt like I couldn't even talk; I had so much I needed to say but I was a complete mess in his arms as that god awful music continued to play.

I took a deep breath, pushing away from him and making my way over to the man on the floor, retrieving the ring of keys from his pocket.

I then turned around to see the music player in Daryl's hands before he threw it to the ground. The loud noise startled me but seeing the slight smirk on his face warmed my heart; God knows how long he's been wanting to do that.
With the music now stopped, I began trying to get all of my thoughts in order.

"Daryl, we need to leave, like right now." I said as I hurried to the door, peaking out the window to the still empty hall.

"How're we gonna do that? Ya know this place is crawlin' with Negan's men." He stated, meeting me at the door.

I sighed, "I know.. but, what other choice do we have now?" I asked shakily, running my hand lightly over his bruised face.

He nodded, looking me in the eyes.

I then took another deep breath, reaching for the handle before he stopped me, "Listen, if any one of 'em catch us, ya run okay?"
I bit my lip in response, not wanting to leave him again no matter what.

"Promise me, Liz." He said, leaning his forehead against mine.

I kissed him softly as I tried to hold back more tears, "I promise."

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Really short little update but much more is coming in the next part, I just thought that this would be a good place to pause.