❝ look who's digging
their own grave. ❞
❝ that's what they all say. ❞
﹙ the walking dead fanfiction ﹚
﹙ daryl dixon x oc ﹚
﹙ season one - season eleven. ﹚
﹙ started 11/15/20 ﹚
﹙ note; lowercase inten...
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ROSALINE KEPT watching daryl from afar as he continuously smashed in the brains of the dead. blood was splattered all over his pants from everything he had been doing. sweat was running down his forehead and the frustration was clear.
perhaps, when she tried to lift his mood she only made it worse when rhaegar tackled him?
rosa wasn't sure and she didn't really want to find out in case he broke into an outburst. however, carol seemed to be brave as he neared to stopping her abusive husband from turning.
"i'll do it. he was my husband." she said looking down at what was left of her former marriage.
rosaline wasn't even sure if she loved him at all for all the pain and suffering he had caused her.
although, she completely understood the feeling of having a male parental figure yell at you. all her life, her father had been filling in to that role just fine.
she snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the mournful grunts that came from carol as she smashed ed's brains in through her pitiful sobs.
daryl actually handed her the pickaxe.
his face seemed confused. the girl bet he thought that carol was just a usual housewife that was scared of what the world was now. not that she wasn't scared herself - not that anyone wasn't.
all he did was stand there, somewhat surprised at the sight. she could see his gaze travel over to her and her eyes darted between the two of them.
it was like he was asking her for help with what to do. shrugging, she got up and rhaegar somewhat crept over to him with his ears pinned back against his head as if he wasn't sure if daryl was willing to forgive him for what happened.
this time though, daryl acknowledged him and rotated his hand, so that his palm was facing towards his muzzle. quickly, the dog nudged against him and sat down.
the corners of rosaline's mouth twitched into a small smile.
it was funny seeing daryl like this, it was like the only things he was nice to were the animals.
after the exchange between the two, daryl motioned to her, "come on, shane and rick said if yer wanted to help ye can go dig up all those holes."
nodding rosaline called rhaegar back and the three of them got into the truck and drove up the hill. after they got out, rosa's head nodded towards shane and he chucked her a shovel where she started to dig.
her companion soon realized what needed to be done and started digging to help.
so much for the bath that he had been given in the quarry.
