The walking dead one shots (CLOSED)

we are here for you (daryl dixon)

(TW: Suicidal thoughts)

"How much longer?" I had been walking for what felt like miles, my thighs were burning and I didn't know how much more I could handle, my throat felt like it was burning. "We're not too far off now, just keep going." Rick grabbed my hand, as I felt like I was on the verge of passing out, I let go, as I felt dizzy and he grabbed me, as I almost fell back. "Damn it, y/n come on.." he pulled me up into his lap, my eyes felt so dry, I was exhausted. "Rick, I'm tired.." I mumble, as I try my best to stay away. "Here." He helped me to sit against a tree, as he got me to drink some water, I look around, his eyes on mine. "Rick, I can't." I frown, as he looked confused. "I'm not leaving you here, y/n." He took my hand, as I shake my head. "You have to. You can't carry me back, it's too far. You have to go, go back. Please go back." I could feel the sun against my face, as I close my eyes, I was too exhausted to do anymore. "I'm not leaving you! Damn it!" He pulled me up over his shoulder, as he carried me back, not knowing how much longer we would be or where home was anymore, but I knew he wouldn't give up on me, he never did. I could feel him walking, his arm around my back, supporting me as I felt dizzy from being upside down, but also so tired, I knew I wouldn't be able to walk, I had no strength, I just couldn't do it. "Rick, please just leave me." I beg him, as he just ignored me, he carried on, as I blacked out.

When I woke up, I realised we had gone back to Alexandria, I was in the med bay, with Siddiq, he gave me some more water, as I felt a lot better, I felt alive again. "I had to hook up an IV, pumped you full of saline.. you were really dehydrated." I look to the needle in my arm, as I just sigh, relieved in a way that I was alive. "Rick carried me.. I told him to leave me behind, but he saved me." He smiled. "It's because he loves you. That's why. He was a mess when he got back, he thought you died." He told me, I look away. "He shouldn't love someone like me. I shouldn't be here, I should of died." I look back at him, "Why do you feel like that?" He asked. "Because I want to, Siddiq. I want to die." I hadn't opened up about being suicidal before, but now I knew that I was, I could be honest. "Y/n." He sighed, as he gently took my hand. "I'm serious, Siddiq. I want to go. I want it to stop, please.. I just want to leave." I close my eyes, exhausted after everything and he looked away, "Have you told Rick?" I shake my head. "No. No, I can't tell him because it would destroy him. I can't hurt him like that." I sit up, as I look around. "Can I go now?" I ask, as he removed the needle, putting some tape over it and I leave the tent, as I look around. I cross my arms, as I walk towards the house, not really knowing where everyone was. "Hey, y/n?" I turn around, as Daryl watched me, "Hi." He pulled me into his arms, hugging me. I smile a bit, as I squeeze him gently. "What's up? Are you feeling better?" I slowly pull away. "Help me."

"What? What happened?" He frowned, concerned. "Please help me, Daryl." I couldn't take it anymore, I didn't want to feel this alone. "Y/n, tell me." He held onto my arms. "I want to kill myself." I tell him, his eyes fill with shock. "W-what?" He pulled me back into him, "Don't you dare. You're with me, okay? And Rick.. god. Y/n, we need you. You're family. And I know you feel alone, but you're never alone. We are with you." He told me, as I squeeze him tighter, a big relief taking over me. "You'll always be with us." He told me, as I nodded. "Please don't go anywhere. You or Rick.. or anyone. I couldn't take it."

"We will always be here for you."

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