A/N Just wanted to add something before this chapter. [[[[WARNING: IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN MOST RECENT EPISODE OF THE WALKING DEAD, OR DO NOT WANT SPOILERS, DO NOT READ FOLLOWING A/N!!!!]]]]] So, our fandom is in a time of loss. As we all know, Beth Greene has died. This ship has sunk. But that does not mean I will stop this fanfic. I will keep it going, so no worries. So, I'm sad😭😭 I'll miss Beth so much OMFG!!! But anyways, here comes the chapter! Hope you enjoy!
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"No.." He says as he swats my hand away. I turn toward Bella and roll my eyes. She giggles and goes back to drawing in the dirt with a twig. I turn back to Daryl. I reach for his face, but he moves away.
"You're kidding, right?" I say, giving him the hairy eyeball. He sighs.
"Fine..." He says with a scoff. Bella and I both laugh, and I see him smile slightly. He's not as bad as I thought he would be. I look at the cut on his cheek.
"It doesn't look to bad. Not deep, at least. But I'll have to clean it out." I say, looking at it.
"Bella, would you be a dear and get the first aid kit out of my bag?" She drops her stick and runs over to my bag. I hear the zipper, her fumbling around in my backpack. I then hear the zipper again and her footsteps.
"Here you go, Beth!" She says. She holds the kit out to me.
"Thanks." I say. I take out some rubbing alcohol and a cotton swab. I pour a little on to the swab, and lean over to Daryl.
"This might sting a little." I say. He nods, and I place to swab on his face. He jumps a little at first. I chuckle to myself. He's this brave, and he scared of a little rubbing alcohol? I rub the blood off of his face, and throw the swab on the ground. I look for a bandage, but all I have are those crappy store-brand band-aids for paper cuts.
"There." I say. I close up the little kit.
"What about you?" He says.
"What do you mean? I'm fine." I say.
"Your ear?"
"Oh that. I'm sure it's fine.
"Just a peek?" He says, like he's a kid begging for a toy at a store. I roll my eyes.
"Fine." He leans over, and I feel his big warm hands on my face. A tingle goes up my spine.
"It looks fine to me." He says.
"Told you."We sit around the fire that night, our small camp not nearly enough. We barely had any food that night, and the air is freezing. I had taken off my sweater and given it to Bella. All I have now is a tank top and jeans. Daryl has his poncho. We sit by the fire. Bella taps on my shoulder.
"I'm tired." She says. I am too, but it's my watch tonight.
"Alright, the go to sleep."
"I-I can't."
"Why not?"
"I need a song. Can you sing to me?" I sigh. I had sung in the chorus is middle school and high school.
"Fine." I say. I try and think of a song. Then I get an idea. I admit, it's not much of a lullaby, but it was my sisters favorite song.
"This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber.
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories."
I feel Daryl's eyes burn into my back, and I blush a little.
"Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds,
But they haven't seen the best of us yet."
I glance back at him, and he has completely turned, watching me sing.
"If you love me let me go."
I try not to make this part as dramatic, as this is meant to be a lullaby.
"If you love me let me go.
'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart.
Truth be told I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart."
I look down at Bella, and she's out cold. I sigh and look over to Daryl. He's asleep, too. I look down at my locket, and then at the people that surround me. For the first time in a long time, I have a family. I smile and pull my gun out of its holster on my belt. I lean against a tree and stare off into the distance. It seems calm. But things change.•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
A/N So a bit of a cliffy! And if you guys want to listen to the song Beth was singing, it's on that top thingy. Yeah... I hope you guys enjoyed! Oh and something else... I HAVE 100+ READS!!!!! JESUS MARY AND JOSEPH!!! Thank you all so much for reading and voting. If you have anything to say, make sure to tell me in the comments! And don't forget to vote!! Thank you all! Bai \(^-^)/
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FanfictionTwenty-One year old Beth Greene is surviving in a post-apocalyptic nightmare, alone. But when she crosses paths with Daryl Dixon, things take a drastic turn. As their feelings for each other grow, so does the never-ending threat around them. When th...