Be Good ( Bethyl a.k.a Beth and Daryl fanfiction/TWD)

More talking

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Chapter 2.

"I think they're gone" Beth gasped trying to not make noise.

"Huh? That makes no difference, we're staying in 'ere today. Anyways, ya hungry Beth? Ya didn't eat nothing today"

"Nah, I'm fine. Not even hungry anyway. I think I'm of to sleep."

"Sure, good night Bethy" she was surprised as he called her like that.

"Goodnight to ya too" she said silently. He couldn't watch her, as she tried to sleep, all shivering. He removed his shirt, overlapped her with it.

"Better huh?" he asked as she gazed at him.

"Thank you Daryl, you're too good for me" she gasped when she stopped shivering.

"Bullshit. I'm not even good. Ya'r much better than me though" he growled.

"Why d'ya think like that? You've done so much for me, and others. Ya are our guardian" she gingerly said it staring at him bitting his bottom lip.

"Guardian huh? I'm just an old redneck, as my brother was." he talked quietly, but with angry tone in his voice as he remembered Merle's death, how he had to kill him. He turned from furious to a sad mood.

"Hey! Ya not like him. Ya care 'bout others. Ya do everythin' for them, and me, ya even would risk yer life to save us, wouldn't ya? In the other hand, think about Merle, he kidnapped Michonne, but he changed his mind, and let her go, he turned to good. He should probably be in heaven now. Don't be sad. I'll be there with ya when you're sad. Okay?" she got up from her place, sat near him. You could see his eyes looked like from glass as moonlight shone from a small window. She put her thumb to his chin, and turned his face, so he looked right in her eyes.

"Beth, don't make me feel like that. Don't talk things like that. I'll never be as good as ya all are.And ya know it."

"No Daryl, no. Ya are not as good as us. I agree, ya're better. I know ya had a tough childhood. Father didn't love ya, but I think it made ya as strong as ya're today. But also ya're good person Daryl. Ya might not look like one, but deep inside ya, there's goodness, I can assure ya. Everyone would say like that."

"Thank ya, nice to hear it from ya" his lips swirled a bit at the corners. "Why are'ya not sleeping, I thought ya wanted to"

"Wanted. I'm wide awake now" she giggled as she looked right into his eyes, which were as blue as oceans. Even in the moonlight, you can see how beautiful they are.

"Daryl..."

"What..?" he seemed a bit happier after a short talk with Beth.

"I wanted to ask ya somethin' ,but promise ya'll answer that, ok?" it sounded a bit suspiciously.

"Sure, what d'ya want to know?"

"Are you and Carol...like...hooked up?" she seemed to look anxious.

"Where did ya hear that? It's total bullshit" he started to laugh as she continued.

"Well, women in da prison were talkin' ' bout this, and they suspected that ya two look a bit close."

"Don't cha believe what those crazy women tell. Didn't they have work to do, just gossip 'round huh?"

"I suppose, Carol have feelings for ya. She always talkin' 'bout ya. For real, we were a bit fed up,ya know"

"I don't think that's real truth" he giggled. " Who would want to be with a redneck like me, huh?"

"What d'ya mean? D'ya think ya're not handsome enough or what? What's the point?"