Beth's P. O. V.
He found me. No he found us. This wasn't what was suposse to happen. I was suposse to be happy. We were suposse to be happy. Daryl and me. We were suppose to beat this world together and get married and have children. Yep that's what I thought of in that hospital. Anyways, Daryl and I were thrown in the back of the van. We were side by side.
"Beth." Daryl whispered.
"What?" I said back.
"Is what he said true?" He asked.
Damb it. I was hoping he wouldn't ask.
"Uhh... Well uh yeah." I said sighing.
"How long."
"A week after they 'saved' me." I said.
"You mean when they took you?" Daryl asked. I nodded.
"Oh." He said. After that we didn't talk. When the car came to a stop. I new was about to go back to my home sweet hell. "Let's go Bethy." Gordon said. "We have some catching up to do." He whispered. I looked a Daryl but he wasn't there. They already took him in.
"Please don't do this." I pleaded.
"Oh cmon Bethy don't you enjoy our times together?" His words echoed throughout my mind and sent a shiver down my spine.
"No." I replied coldly.
"Oh, I think you do." He said his hands all over my waist.
"You were a bad girl sneaking away like that. And you know what happens to bad girls they get punished." He whispered as his hands roamed further down. Next thing I know, I'm bent over his desk. He slowly pulls down my jeans. As I scream for help and try to escape from his death grip I can't. I hear the wrapper of a condom open. Than I feel him insert himself. Slowly I give up hope. The tears fall freely down my face as I give up. I learned not to do anything and don't fight. Because it'll just be worst. After what seemed like hours, he was finally done. Pulling out of me he through the condom out and pulled up his pants than placed a kiss on my head causing me to whimper. When he left the room, I crawled up to the bed and somehow pulled my pants up. I crawled under the covers and somehow drifted to sleep.
Daryl's P. O. V.
I heard her from the room. I put a pillow over my face so I couldn't hear her cries for help. Somehow I drifted to sleep
I couldn't stop it. I sat there watching, as she was dying in my arms.
"Daryl." Beth whispered.
"It's okay. You're going to be okay. We're gonna get you back to the group and Carol will stich you up. And we'll survive this world together and get married and have a big family and-" But she cut me off.
"Daryl you can't save me." She said.
"Ofcourse I can." I said back. That's when she showed me the bite.
"No no no!" It was on her shoulder.
"You're gonna miss me so bad when I'm gone Daryl Dixon." She whispered.
"But I miss you know." I replied.
"Goodnight love." She whispered her eyes closing forever.
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Wings are for Flying
Teen FictionHe was the feeling of freedom I wanted. I knew I pushed his buttons. But I didn't care. He helped me. And I helped him. He made me soar.