Worth In This Hell (Daryl X Glenn's Cousin Reader)

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"He-He's my brother!" A man had yelled stopping everyone.

     But even before anyone could react, cans started rolling from no where and smoke emerged from them.

"What the hell?!" The announcer yelled, ditching the mic. Not long after,
a set of gunshots rained the place and the man before pushed you and Daryl in some direction.

"Who are you?" You asked a bit startled at everything that was happening.

"Merle. Now hurry your pretty ass, pumpkin." Said Merle, who was supposedly Daryl's brother. You frowned at him and just followed them around the houses.

Gun shots filled your ears and the sight of walkers and corpses that would sneak through the thick smoke met the three of you. You and Daryl didn't have much of a choice but to run, dodging the dead and the bullets that came at you, so Merle had to do the stabbing and the shooting.

That's when you noticed a metal cup with a knife was in the place where his hand should be.

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After a few minutes of running, you finally got through the camp's walls and was met with people from the prison. You scanned through the people there, looking for your cousin. Then you gritted your teeth when you didn't see him at all.

"Get this cuff off me." You say with gritted teeth. And when it was finally off, you charged for Merle and punched him straight in the nose.

"Where the fuck is Maggie and my cousin?!"
You didn't even care if he was Daryl's brother. All you saw was red. You felt strong arms wrapped around you as you tried to charge for Merle, again.

"What the hell woman?!" Merle yelled back holding his nose.
Guns aimed for his head with every threatening move, his bloody knife glinting at the little light we had.

"Hey! hey! What's going on?" Ricks familiar voice had said.

"That bitch is crazy!" Merle yelled pointing at me with his knife.

"You kidnapped my cousin! What did you expect? A damn hug?!"

"Stop! We have to go now! Glenn's fine Y/N, come on." Rick hissed eyeing you and Merle. Daryl pulled me away and into a truck with Rick while the others piled into their cars.

You couldn't believe your eyes as you watched Merle get into one of the cars. You sat at the back while the two men sat at the front.

The ride was quiet and you saw Rick look at you from the rear view mirror a few times. You were feeling guilty for causing more trouble than there already was, going alone and crap.

"You shouldn't have gone alone, Y/N" Rick finally said.

"I couldn't just stay at the prison when my cousin is in danger and I knew where he is." You said, returning Rick's look, but then looked away as you apologized. "I'm sorry for causing trouble. It's all I've done since you guys took me in."

"Well... were gonna be expecting war after this. Can you try listenin' to us this time?" Rick asked as if giving you the last chance to be part of an important task.

You nodded. Your mind wandering back to your cousin and Maggie. You were never good at following orders. Glenn was always the follower while you did everything 'just because'. Maybe that was why Glenn became an important part of their group, and you became the troublemaker. You weren't fit to work with the group.