chapter 3 wones heal

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beth prov***

out of no where I had this random thought of writing with my blood. I grabbed a pen and polled in on my arm and grabbed my diary.

dear diary

yes I am writing this with my blood but I love Daryl dixson.

xxbeth

i left my book open and than ripped out the page and crumbled it up and three it in the corner. I put my diary in its hiding spot as I heard metal bang of the cell bars. I turned to see Daryl have my can of fruit open.

"you okay?" he asked in his low voice.

he looked down at my arm. I didn't respond. he grunted and sat the fruit on my table and wrapped up my arm. "be careful next tim'." he said. as he was wrapping up my arm I felt something.

did Daryl just ask if I was OK. he lifted his head and looked at me and nodded his head toward the fruit for me to eat.

I looked at the fruit as Daryl went over to kick the fire out.

Daryl prov**

I never ask if people ar' OK. I heard berths voice. "Daryl." I turned to her. I seen her blond hai'r and beautif'ul. wait what am I saying? "ya?" I asked in a low voice. she crossed her arms and looked down.

she looked nervous but didn't know what to say. "I'm cold mind if i have another blanket." she asked. I walked over to my cell.

heartless maybe she thought I was heartless and scary. may'b she fears me. if I stayin with beth I don't want her to fear me.

I walked back over to her. "we ain't go no more blankets " I said. she looked upset was she scared of me? "oh well OK." she said turning with a sad look. she sat in her cell bed and laid her head down.

I sat as a light Bit of fire was still burnin. I am a dixson. I can't have no blond little girl chang'e that no. I heard beth coughing. it sounded pretty bad.

I walked in a threw my winged vest at her. she rolled over and took it. "thank you." she said with a sweet voice as she turned again and fell asleep. I walked out and went to my cell takin off my shirt falling asleep in my bed.

beth prov**

I felt my wrist had a small pain. is it healing?

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