Hope- The Walking Dead Fanfiction

Ch 22- Maggie's Wrath

~Beth~

I wiped my sweaty hands on my jeans as I walked to Maggie's room. I knocked on the door nervously, and when the door opened I was kind of happy it was Glenn.
"Hey, need something," he asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Uh, can ya just ask maggie to head over to my room when she has a minute," I ask. He nodded then walked back into his room and close the door.

I sighed and went back to her room. The walls had old floral wall paper, that was peeling along the cream colored borders on the bottom of the wall. The bed had a green comforter, similar to the base color of the wall, and cream sheets.

I sat on the edge of my bed and waited. How was I going to tell her? Hey Maggie! Me and Daryl are together. Yeah he's about 15 years older than me! She bit her lip, Maggie was going to flip.

I jumped when there was a knock at the door and I heard Maggie's voice," Beth?" I went and opened the door, seeing a worried Maggie standing there.

I smiled," Sit down, I need to talk to you." She nodded, sitting down on the edge of the bed, and I sat across from her.

"Okay, you gotta promise not to be upset okay," I told her. She gave me a questioning look.

"No promises, Bethy," she answered back.

"No. Ya have to promise not to be mad at the person involved," I demanded.

"Okay. Shoot," she said curiously.

I breathed deeply. "Okay. I left the prison with Daryl... And before we found Rick and Michone and Carl, Daryl and I sorta... Got together," I trailed off awkwardly.

Maggie just stared at me for a moment taking a deep breath,"What?"

"Maggie. Don't be mad please," I pleaded.

"Did he do anything to you," she asked, desperation and anger in her voice.

"No! Neither of us had any thoughts of doing that, Mags please listen," I started, begging her to not do what she was about to do.

"Beth! He is fifteen years older than ya at the least! Your eighteen-"

"Nineteen," I corrected. She gave me an irritated look before continuing.

"Daddy wouldn't approve," she said, firmly.

"Daddy would approve. Ya know he would. Daryl protected me. Said he love me, and I love him back," I argued back.

She sat there silently for a moment, then continued. "Bethy. I don't think it is a good idea," she stated.

"Mags. Why don't ya give him a chance," I asked, anger present in my voice.

"I don' want ya to get hurt, Bethy. Your my little sister, I gotta protect ya," she said sympathetically.

"He protects me too. You should be happy I even asked ya about it. Imma adult now. I don't need yer permission," I spoke. The words felt nice coming out of my mouth. Standing up to my sister.

I got up. "Where are ya going," she asked.

"Daryl's room," I spat out, walking away. I opened the door and stood in the doorway a minute before I told her. "Daddy didn't like Glenn at first. I was the one to convince him," I muttered, before walking down the hall to Daryl's room.

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