Father, Where did we go wrong? Daryl Dixon Fanfic

3. Broken

Daryl sat on the steps to Ricks home, he wanted to go look for you, he needed to find out where you were. He knew what that monster was capable of. The way he killed Glenn and Abraham, the evil in his eyes, he spilt guts just for the fun of it. He got up and headed to knock on the door when Rick exited with Carl and Judith. "Daryl?"

"I need to talk to ya'." He snarled. "Privately."

"Carl take Judith, Daryl and I have to talk." Rick said handing the small girl off to his son. The two entered the home and Rick sat waiting for him to speak. "What is it?"

"My daughter is still alive, and you never let me go after her Rick. She is one of Negan's slaves now, because of you." Daryl said getting in Rick's face. Rick looked him over and he knew he had messed up. "What are you going to do about it Rick?"

"We can send in a search party, go after her together."

Daryl couldn't help but feel rage. "Why now, why wouldn't you let me go back for her Rick?"

"I cannot make you do anything, but we needed you Daryl. The group needed you. You can hunt, fish, and kill well. You know what you are doing out here, we needed you."

Daryl slammed his fist against the table. "She needed me dammit. The only reason I haven't punched you yet, is because of your daughter out there. Because no daughter should live without their father, and I. I failed my girl." He flipped the table in rage as he left the house quickly. He kicked the door quickly and was angry, everything about the situation was horrible. He was angry about the situation. It hurt that he had done this, and listened to Rick. He should have followed his gut instead. He should have gone back for her, he shouldn't have done what he did and he knew it was his fault.

He was furious, he was usually unfazed, but now he was crying. Everything that was happening was too much, his daughter denounced him, told him he wasn't good enough. Not going back for her was the last thing he should have done, he shouldn't have left her like he did. It was his mistake, it was the last thing he should have done. Leaving her like he did was a horrible mistake. He was stupid as hell for doing it. He was petrified of what Negan would turn her into, a monster just like him. Everything that was wrong with Negan would become wrong with her. She would become a problem they would have to deal with, and he didn't want her to be like that.

Daryl soon got on his Harley, he needed to get to his daughter, he knew he had made a mistake he knew it was his fault for all of this. When it started he knew he should have been closet with her, loved her more, made sure she was safe more than he did. He didn't protect her like he should have, he didn't hold he like he should have, they were close before the apocalypse, her mother a mistake but she was not.

She was his pride and joy, and he made a horrible mistake.

Soon the door had opened, and he was on his way to find her. He needed to find her, he had to. He began to drive towards the compound, he needed to find her. Seeing her was the only thing he wanted to do, he had to talk to her. He hid his bike, and himself and waited.

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You cried yourself to sleep that night, tears covered your pillow. When Negan woke you that morning he noticed the tears. "Princess whats wrong?"

"Do you think he wanted me dead?"

"Who, your jackass ex of a father?"

"Yes, him, do you think he would prefer me dead?"

"No, I dont think anyone wishes that, but he practically left you for dead. But I found you, saved you. I was the one that kept you alive."

"Thank you for doing that, father."

"You and I are going to go far kid."

"when I see him, I am either going to kill him, or punch him a lot of times." You whispered. Negan laughed. "Get your anger out first kid. Before you make the killing blow."