Life is broken. That's the only way to explain this damned world. You can't do anything without second guessing your decision, you think that what ever you do is wrong and I can't even count the number of times I've lost my morales. I've had to do things that you should only have to see in the movies. Killing should only be something you hear on the news, but now I don't get a day without hearing people cry and whimper for help or mercy. The world is broken, and it's all thanks to the damned corpses that rise up everyday and chow down on the living. The only reason I haven't given up hope, the only reason I haven't stopped fighting, the only reason I haven't sent a bullet through my brain is because of one thing. This thing that keeps me going, this thing fuels my body, this thing that makes me fight these diseased ridden freaks, is love. The love I have for my family and friends is the only thing that's kept me here, it's the only reason I walk the earth with the dead. Included among my family and friends is the biggest reason I didn't die at the beginning, he's one of the biggest reason's why I protect the prison with my life. This man that saved my life countless times is my broken saviour, this man is none other than my redneck.

"Why are you doing this?" I grab his arm before he storms out the house, but he just shakes me off and keeps walking. "Daryl!" I scream before he can step off the tiny porch. He turns abruptly and storms back over to me. "What?! What do ye want from me?!" He screams, the veins in his neck pop out as he breathes hard. "I know you don't like me, but you can't always run away!" I point a finger at his chest and jab him as I say every word. "Like ye? Ye just don't understand!" He turns to walk away again but stops himself and turns back with a pained expression. "Mel, I love ye!" he screams. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Melinda Greene is 32 with straight blonde hair and big blue eyes. On her way out of Atlanta to find her family she runs across Rick. He insist that she come with him but all she wants to do is find her family and fiancé. Can Rick and the group help her find what she wants? Or is it all gonna go down hill and her end up with the one guy she despises? Daryl Dixon Mature content. All rights reserved. I do not own any of The Walking Dead characters or the story line. Poorly written in the beginning, but it gets better as you go.

I didn't want her to know about him, to know about the man that had left us behind. But now that he was back, how could I hide it? How could I hide the fact that the redneck is her father? Hayley Bennett had never been more in love in her entire life, loving the mysterious redneck from across the creek. And what baffled her is that he seemed to like her back. Until he up and left her one day, without warning or goodbye. After weeks of depression she decided to have a fresh start and move in with her college friend, Maggie Greene. Little did she know that it wouldn't be so easy. Four years later, Haley and her daughter Annabelle are stuck on the Greene's farm in the apocalypse, waiting for a miracle to happen. Until one day a sheriff turns up with a shot boy in his arms, brining with him the past that Haley had left behind. I do not own any of AMC's or Robert Kirkman's characters or story lines. I do own my own characters and storyline and would appreciate if they weren't stolen. This story is feature in Wattpad's The Walking Dead Fanfiction reading list! Copyright @ree_louise

"It's you and me Daryl, like it always has been." I say, looking into his dark blue eyes. "The way it always will be." He states. I nod my head, a small smile on my lips, "Always." Bree Winchester had known the Dixon brothers since she was running around in diapers. Living next door to the Dixon brothers came with its ups and downs. Daryl was her best friend growing up, he always had her back and she always had his, with Merle protecting the both of them. She had always liked Daryl but knew he never saw her that way. She knew that no matter what, Daryl would always protect her. When the dead began to walk and the world went to hell, she ran off under the protective arms of Daryl and Merle. There they met a group of survivors and everything changed. With Merle's disappearance, a Bree is all Daryl has left in this new world. Will she be enough for him? Will their relationship change without the influence of his older brother? Can they become something more? Copyright ree_louise I do not own any of AMC's stories or characters.

""If you die, I'll be the next to die. So keep breathing for me will you? " I let the words out as if it was nothing, as if I'd said them a million times. But I haven't. "You ain't dying anytime soon" He simply said, it being more than enough. Copyright © All Rights Reserved to @NitahFonseca and @phantasticaf