** Hello folks, I am back after such a long hiatus from this book particularly. In the past few years I moved, had my cat pass away, and bounced around at a few crazy jobs. But here I am, unaware of how far I had gotten in reads. There will be a new chapter posted soon; I appreciate your patience, reads, votes, and comments. My plan is to get it all out and edit it down into a series of shorter books. Enjoy. **
*trigger warning: this book contains violence, mature themes, gore, abuse, suicidal tendencies, fear, smoking, and other events that could be unnerving or unsettling. Please read at your own discretion.*
At just the cusp of nineteen, you lose your whole entire life in the spur of a moment. Your father took his own life and all of his possessions with him in a blaze of suicidal glory.
On your own, alone for the first time in your life you meet a young man by chance. To you, he seems cold hearted, but with time he shows his true affections. You both travel alone together, back to back against the world. Until the world of the dead bites back.
*Disclaimer*I do not own the rights to the walking dead or it's characters. I just write crap*
⤐ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝.
"I need you to listen to me. When we're out there together, if I say run, run. If I tell you to leave me, then damn it, you leave and you don't look back."
"Daryl," she sighed softly, shaking her head.
"No, I mean it," he argued, encircling her wrist and jostling her a bit, begging her to listen. "I can't lose you. Not like that, not ever."
His words were like lava bubbling in his throat, everything he had fought so hard to conceal was quickly rising to the surface. Fuck it. Any fear of rejection was overpowered by his need to make her understand. It wouldn't change how he felt, or the fact that he'd take on a thousand walkers if it kept her safe for even one more millisecond.
"I need you around, Ace."
"Always."
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*I do not own any characters, scenes, or scripts from The Walking Dead. Any resemblance to other people that my original characters have is completely coincidental.*