Dark days ( Daryl&beth love story)

Chapter 2

POV: Beth

Dear diary,

Hey, it's been awhile, haven't talked to you since the farm was overunned. Well since then we have been moving everywhere until we found prison, a safe place to settle down in. Daddy said we could plant veggies and fruits and even keep pigs. It was all good until the governor attacked the prison. I tried getting all the kids in the bus so Daryl and I we headed out, Alone. Well that's all for now. I'll be back tommarol.

Love, Beth

I closed my diary letting out a sigh carefully putting my diary in my backpack. It helped to write my thoughts and emotions I looked over to Daryl to see him skinning a squirrel with he's knife. Causing the blood to run down he's hands feeling sick to my stomach.
Daryl looked at me then back to he's squirrel it was awkwardly silence. Since the prison happened everything changed I haven't talked that much lately. Daryl has been having bad attitudes believing everybody was dead he had given up hope. "Eat something it's gonna be a long day" Daryl said making me jump from my thoughts. He handed me a piece of the squirrel stuck in between a stick so I could heat it up with the fire.

"Thanks" he nodded while we both began cooking our food. "Daryl..we should look for the others" I said taking a bite of the squirrel which wasn't that bad it tasted like chicken. Glancing up to meet he's gaze Daryl completely ignored me. He was still eating like there was no tommarol taking huge chucks of bites.

"Daryl" nothing not even a quick glance. Every since we both ended up together three weeks ago I've been having feelings for him what I'm I talking about? I should shake these feels away because I know it will never happen I'm a weak girl. Daryl needs someone better than me someone that could protect him.

Taking one last bite from my squirrel throwing away the stick with anger. I got up garbed my knife walking away not saying a word. I had enough of Daryl attitude I know it was hard for him especially me. Loosing my father except I knew I had to think positive something deep inside told me my family was still alive,Weather Daryl wouldn't believe me or not.

"Where you think ya goin?" Said Daryl I didn't stop walking I kept going.

"hey I'm talking to ya!" Daryl said once again. I turned around to face Daryl he was in he's feet giving me a dark glare. He's blue eyes making contact with me causing me to get butterfly's in my stomach.

"Now you hear me?" I splat back normally I won't talk back except I was beyond my breaking point with this redneck. Although it was hard to push these feelings away deep down I couldn't stay mad at him forever.

"Where the heck ya thing ya going?" He took couple steps heading towards me.

"Where do ya think? Find the others" I crossed my arms over my chest glaring back at him showing him I wasn't afraid of him. "Your just gonna waste your time" he went back to take a seat continue eating.

"Your just scared Daryl Dixion finding out that's what it is" he dropped he's food to the ground while looking up at me fuming with anger.

"I ain't scared of anything! Your the one that's scared having to depend on others for protection and food you just want to feel needed cuz you know your all alone!" He just yelled all these feelings that he had inside probably feeling better letting it all out.

Meanwhile on the inside I left broken that's what he thought of me? How could he say that?! I turned around and kept running towards the woods tears streaming down my face. I knew Daryl could be a jerk at times except this time he crossed the line. My heart felt scattered into a million pieces I had no idea where I was going. At the moment I just wanted to be alone at the same time I had totally forgotten about the walkers until I head the snarling.

POV : Daryl

Beth ran into the woods I felt extremely guilty for what I had told her. Except she made my anger rise I know she had just lost her father she just wanted to find our family. Way to go Daryl you just made things worse than they already were. I was Thinking weather to go after her or gave her some space. Except something deep inside me told me to find her which I didn't like the feeling. Grabbing my crossbow I started walking toward the direction Beth ran. Looking down at the trait she left following her footsteps.

As I was walking I heard a scream from a distance sounded like a girls voice. I ran towards the direction which I heard coming from. My heart started beating fast what if Beth was in trouble all because of me she was the only reason why I kept going without her I would have probably been long gone.

As I was getting closer I saw a walker on top of a person my eyes widen what if it was Beth? I couldn't get a good view of the person. I quickly aimed my crossbow at the walker skull pushing the trigger as the walker went down. To my horror the body didn't move not even a flinch my stomach felt like knots terrified to move the walker what if she was gone.

Feeling a tear roll down my check what the fuck is wrong with me? she's just a girl? Dixion's never cry. I rushed over to get the walker off top on the body that lay there. When I did my eyes widen down in the grown laid a little girl from the prison her name was Mica.

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