The Broken Greene <> The Walking Dead.

Chelsie Greene is another Greene. She has been beaten down in many ways. She had moved out when she was 18. When the World came to an End she went to her Father's bloody and tired from fighting. Than she meets Daryl and he makes her strong.

Chapter 1

Chelsie's pov

I sighed as I woke up in my old room. 28 years old and I'm back in my old room. There's posters of my favorite rock bands on my black and red wall. My cross brow sat neatly on my rocking chair and my sword leaning on my window seal. I got up and got a shower and got dressed. I grabbed my cross bow and sword and went downstairs. My dad was sitting at the table.

"I'm going hunting. Be back tomorrow." I grumbled and walked out before he could say anything. After everything I've been through I've been closed off. I went in the woods on the right side of the farm and went hunting. I always felt better in the woods. It was my escape from reality. I tracked a doe through the woods all day and my night fall I rested in a tree.

Morning.

I got home with the doe to see new people. Jimmy came over as I got to the porch.

"Get it to the shed. I'll skin it in sec." I muttered and walked inside and my dad looked up.

"The hell is going on?" I asked harshly and Maggie and Beth stood up.

"Their son was shot by Otis by accident. Daddy saved him and is letting them stay til he heals." Beth said quickly knowing I hated new people.

"Where's Otis?" I asked and they looked down. Otis was a good man.

"How he die?" I asked again and Patricia said biters got him.  I walked out and down the shed ignoring Maggie's calls. I grabbed the butcher knife and started skinning the dear. I heard the shed door.

"Chelly." I heard Beth and I turned to her.

"Go back to the house. I'll be up shortly." I said and she nodded and went back up to the house. After I was done Jimmy took the meat to the house with me behind smoking a cigarette.

"Nice bow." I heard a rough harsh voice and I looked up to see a man about my age. I nodded and smoked my cigarette.

"I'm Daryl." He said and down with the exact same bow as mine. I stayed silent. Beth came out and gave me a beer from my room. I pulled her to my lap and she snuggled into my chest.

"This is Chelsie our older sister. She don't talk a hole lot because she's a grumpy pants." Beth said teasingly and I scoffed and tickled her. She let out a squeal and kept laughing.

"Well that's new." We heard Dad and we all looked up to see Maggie, Patricia, Jimmy and Dad smiling.

"I teased her about being Grumpy. She smiled!" Beth said proudly and Daryl looked amused.

"I'm not grumpy. I just don't like people." I grumbled and she giggled.

"You was never a people person." Dad said and I nodded and tossed my cigarette butt.

"Can I get one of 'em?" Daryl asked and I tossed him my pack and light. He tossed them back when he was done.

Next day.

"The hell ye doing keeping 'em things in that barn?" I asked harshly at my father and he looked hurt that I was being this way. He had told me he put  Shawn, Christina and my mom down when they got the virus.

"Ye lied to me dad." I grumbled and walked out of the house and into the woods to look for the little girl. I had helped Daryl yesterday and we found a house with a child's handmade bed in it and fresh food. We had talked a bit to get to know each other but we ain't like to talk so we didn't talk much. To be honest I ain't want to get close because I ain't want him breaking my walls down and him hurting me. Anyways I was nearing the creek when I saw Daryl's cross bow. I ran and saw two walkers. I killed the one nawing on his shoe and the one that came out of the bushes. I went to Daryl and put pressure on his wound.