Father, Where did we go wrong? Daryl Dixon Fanfic

9. Nothing

You woke with a start, however something seemed off. Rolling to your left she quickly noticed that the window did not show the outside world from the compound but was a pastel (f/c) wall with a small window with white curtains.

It wasn't a dream.

Your father had drugged you, he had kidnapped you. You got up and headed to the door finding it locked. The widow was barred.

"Negan is going to be pissed." You whispered to yourself.

That was when the door handle began to turn. You growled watching it, you hit behind where the door would open waiting. You crouched, you had learned to protect yourself after all those years alone.

You didn't remember much of last night, other then drinking something you expected to be water with a flavor packet and then being woken with a start. Tears falling from your cheeks. Now all you felt was the rage that was subsided due to the drug. As the door opened and whoever it was stepped inside you heard them gasp.

"Shes gone...no.again..(y/n)? Where are you?"

It was Daryl. You let him shut the door, he looked frantic, he ran to a door you hadn't noticed, the closet. You grinned, you waited till he entered the closet and slammed it shut. He turned quickly slamming his fists on the door.

"No, (Y/N)! (Y/N)!"

"You kidnapped me!" You shouted through the door.

"I saved ya!" He shouted back kicking the door, it didn't budge. He began to shoulder it, you smiled counting for a few before opening the door. He came bareling out of the door and tumbling over the bed and hitting his head on the floor. You stepped over him and smiled.

"You should have saved me a long time ago daddy." You growled as you kicked his ribs. He attempted to catch your foot but missed as you grabbed a cup of water sitting on the nightstand and throwing it at him. He glared at you standing, he towered over you.

"What 'appened to my sweet girl?" Daryl asked as he reached for you.

"Dont touch me! You left me for dead!" You screamed as he finally grabbed your left wrist. You began to punch him with your right wrist.

"Stop..stop please. You're right, I left ya...but..I came back for ya didn't I? I came back to save ya."

"Kidnap me." You corrected as you continued to punch him. Tears falling again. "You drugged me...took me from my...my people...my mothers."

"Your mother is gone (Y/N).. but I am here..I want to be here for ya."

"You left me!" You screamed again finally freeing your wrist and running for the door. He grabbed your waist and pulled you up off the floor. "Let me go!"

"Sunshine stop...please." He begged plopping you onto the bed. "Please."

You glared at him. "I am not your sunshine, you left me in darkness and now you want me to be with you? You..You want it to all be okay? You want it all to be like nothing happened! Where is Merle..where... what does he think of this?"

Daryl stopped moving. "Hes dead."

"Wha..what!" You screamed. "Liar! You are a liar!" You screamed throwing your pillows at him and running back to the door. He was disoriented, he hadn't thought you would ask that. He noticed you were out the door by the time he shook his head, he ran towards you. You hid behind the couch as he headed outside. You looked around the room, something was off about the house.

That was when you saw her.

A baby.

Was it your fathers?

Had he replaced you?

You walked towards her, she was in a highchair smashing bananas in her fists. "Who are you?" You asked curiously as she reached for you.

"Judith." Carl said coming into the room his hands held slightly upward, you jumped in surpise. "My sister. Now leave her alone."

"Why is she here? Why are you here?"

"In my house?" Carl asked as he stepped a little towards you in apprehension.

"But my da-..Daryl..I was here?"

"We thought it would be good for him to have roommates. Now step away from her, or I will shoot you."

"What happened to your eye?" You asked not moving from the child.

"Got shot, now step away from my sister (Y/N)."

"If you help me leave." You replied, the small child giggled throwing a banana on the ground with a splat.

"I can't do that."

"Carl..please..it..its me."

"Yea, and your dad's been devastated ever since."

"He shouldn't have fucking left me." You cried out darting your eyes to the kitchen, knives.

You walked towards the knives and Carl reach for something in his pocket. You saw the gun and held your hands above your head, you were unarmed, dangerous non the less but he had a gun pointed at you.

"Your dad is looking for you."

"After all this time Carl. How would you feel if your dad left Judith behind and didn't start looking for her till she was 18?" Carl hesitated looking to the child just long enough for you to grab a knife and slip back towards the door to exit. He held his gun at you still. "He didn't love me enough to look for me then Carl."

"You just let us take you last night."

"I was drugged...I don't really remember much of last night. How I got here anything."

"Fine and then what? You leave again and hes gone from your life forever."

"Or I kill him."

"What?"

"He killed who I was when he left me. Now its time for me to do the same."

"Stop don't move, on your knees." Carl said as he began to pull the trigger.

"You aren't a cop like your daddy." You snarled as you made it fro the door. Carl couldn't' shoot in the house, or so close to his sister.

You made it outside and noticed people were searching everywhere.

Carl came running out looking for you, however he ran to the left when you went to the right. You slid behind some bushes and began to crawl towards what looked like a lake, maybe there was a house that had no one in it. You needed to hide till night time.

You were going to hurt your father like he had hurt you.

Nothing could fix what had been broken.

Nothing.