Daryl Freaking Dixon Imagines

Daryl yells at Carl

                                                         (Set at the prison in season 4)

Warning: Some cussing. Ages 13+

Summary: You and your boyfriend, Carl, get into a fight. Dary was watching you guys without you knowing. Carl raises his hand to hit you, Daryl steps in and yells at him for you.

"Screw you Y/n!"

"Screw me? You were the one makin' out with 'whats her face'!"

"You dont get it! It wasnt like that!"

"Oh, I get it now. You are just a selfish brat that cant stick with one girl. No, you werent making out with her, you were getting confermation that you are good enough because you dont feel worth it with me."

Carl steped towards you and got in your face. "Exuse me?" You got closer to his face. "You heard me." He pushed you back onto the table. "Don't tutch me!" Cary backed away. "You were just in my face and you are telling me to not tutch you?" You scoffed. "Fuck you, Carl." He lunged at you and was about to hit your face. You turned you face so the impact wouldnt be so bad. It was about to hit you but a hand cought his hand. You looked up to see Daryl in front of you, protecting you. Daryl grabed Carl by the top of his shirt, lifting him off the ground. He got really close to his face and yelled.

"You don't hit girls! Expecialy your girlfriend! Are you that stupid?!" Carl was wimpering with every sentance that Daryl spat out at him. "You don't ever lay your hands on your girl, ever! Got it?!" Carl quickly nodded as Daryl slowly lowerd him to the ground. Carl ran off crying, probably to his cell. "You alright, sweetheart?" You stood up from the table. "Yeah, I'm alright. Thanks Daryl." He gestured for you to come over to him. You made your way to the Dixon. He spun on his heals and crouched down. "What are you doin'?" He put his hands behind his thighs. "Come on, this is a serious piggy back ride." You giggled and jumped on his back.

Daryl took you to your cell and sat you down on your bed. "Holler of you need anything. I'm gonna' go talk to Rick. I will be back with some dinner. I think it is rabbit stew. I'll be back in a minute, k, sweetheart?" You nodded as he walked out of the cell. "Wait, Daryl!" He ran back to your cell. "Yes?" You smiled a little. "Thank you." He smiled and walked back out of the cell.

Sorry it is so short. I will post another one in about 10 hours. So long for now, my cuppycakes!