Never Make A Promise (TWD/ Daryl Dixon FanFic)

Joined or Kidnapped....

where could he be? just then Daryl lifted his crossbow at T-dogs head as Rick raised his gun to Daryl's head "I wouldn't" Rick almost threatened, I frowned at him before walking past Glenn and snatching the crowbar out of his hand, I raised it to Rick's neck "I wouldn't" I mocked him. Daryl lowered his crossbow as Rick lowered the gun and pushed the crowbar from his face.

"he must of used his belt or something, there would be more blood otherwise" I turned my head and saw Daryl following a trail of blood, the thought of blood made me physically cringe "what's the matter?" Glenn asked as we walked down the stairs on the other aide of the building "I don't handle blood very well" I said innocently, Glenn looked at me wide eyed before Daryl scoffed "something funny jackass?" he just shook his head and followed the trail.

"no please, do share. what's so funny you can't tell you?" I stopped and crossed my arms over my chest. Daryl stopped and turned around to face me "we're in the middle of an apocalypse where you have to kill a walker or it will tear you to shreads and your afraid of a little blood?" I gave him a sarcastic smirk before my ears filled with moans.

I looking in the direction the moans came from and turned back ro Daryl before smiling. I ran with my knife raised and stabbed a ugly, fat male in the head as a little, browned hair lady came stumbling towards me. I couldn't get my knife out fast enough so it fell on top of me "you fucken bastard! get off me" I yelled holding it arm length away from my face.

Just as my arm gave way and my eyes closed I felt the dead weight on me, I opened my eyes and saw the sharp end of an arrow close to poking my eye out. I looked to my left and saw a pair of Brown, dirty boots. The last thing I saw was those Georgia

blue eyes before I passed out, banging my head on the concrete floor.

"your a jerk!" I said jokingly, taking a drag of my cigarette "yeah but Yoyu love me" that deep chuckle ran through me "that may be but your brother's a wanker" I slurred "your brother's no better, he influences my brother. rebel!" I shook my head at his immaturity.

"so.. I'm bored" I huffed leaning against the railing on the back porch "watcha wanna do?" he asked, taking a sip of bear before handing me the can "I don't know... something stupid" I giggled as he laughed. I sighed "your my best friend right?" he shrugged "I don't believe in best friends" "why?" I frowned "because they say they'll always be there for you but then one day they'll just up and leave" I said there processing everything that he said before sighing again.

"your such a weirdo" he chuckled again before turning to me "I like You if that's what you mean" I bit my lip. maybe if was the alcohol or the fact that I was as high as a rocket but what the hell?! You only live once right? I leaned in and stared into those crystal blue, Georgia eyes....

I sat up gasping for air, I looked around and saw nothing familiar, I looked to my right and saw a little table with a wrist watch on it, it was.... vibrating?  that's when I realized we were moving.

I sat up and my head started to spin, ignoring it I stood up and walked through a little door. I was in the R.V. "hey look who's up" a happy voice said, I clutched my head to stop it from spinning "hey, you ok?" I looked to the side and saw Glenn sitting at a little table "oh... my head is killing me" I slumped in the chair opposite him "I should think so" Glenn chuckled, I looked at him in confusion.

"you banged your head on the floor then passed out, Daryl pick you up and we came straight back here" I stares at him while trying to process everything.

"what about Daryl's brother?" "he was more concerned to get you back" well that shocked me.

"what about this?" I gestured to the bandage on my arm "Dale thought it was infected, not 'walker' infected but injured infected. so Daryl cleaned it up and Dale wrapped it up..." "Daryl cleaned it?" I questioned "yeah, he had the first aid box in his truck and he didn't want no-one to touch it so he offered to clean it for you" I found myself smiling at this.

Glenn then gave me a bottle of water and 2 pills. After I washed the pills down with the water I turned back to Glenn "where we going now?" "the CDC. Rick thinks there's people there that can help us" I slumped back in my seat after hearing that.... its like I'm being kidnapped, I didn't decide to join this group.

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