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Daryl x reader (part 1)

I know this one isn't written as a x reader. It's because it was originally the first chapter of a walking dead fanfic but I changed my mind and never got around to changing it. Just comment if you really want me to change it. I hope you enjoy)
Its just me now. Everyone i love is gone. My mom. My dad. My little brother. Gone. Well i think they are. I went out scavenging and when I returned everyone was gone. I'll never stop looking for them.

I was driving down some highway in Georgia. My car ran out of gas. I grabbed my pack, my bow and quiver, and my katana. I walked down the road and salvaged some things from the abandoned cars.
"Nothing. How can there be nothing," I thought out loud.
I kept looking in cars. I was about to give up when I saw a old car with writing in the window. 'Sophie stay her. We will come every morning.'
"Oh no. I hope they find that little girl,' I said to no one.
I totally forgot that I was alone. I will find my family.
'I'm hungry,' I thought.
I walked into the woods off the highway and went looking for food.
I was tracking squirrel for about 200 feet. I grabbed my bow and aimed at the squirrel. I hit it on the tail.
"Got us bitch," I accidentally shouted.
I heard a groan directly behind me.
"Shit," I whispered.
I aimed my bow and the walkers head and let go of my arrow. I hit it in the eye.
"Ha bitch," I whispered.
I walked over to the corpse and grabbed my arrow. I went to clean off the blood when j saw about five walkers coming towards me.
I looked in my quiver and saw that I only had the one arrow. I grabbed my squirrel and ran in the opposite direction.
I was running out of breath. I ran down a hill and tripped on a branch.
"Fuck," I shouted.
I twisted my ankle. I tried to get up but my ankle hurt to much.
"So this is how I die. Falling down. If mom could see me now," I thought out loud.
The walker cam closer and closer to me. I could smell the rotting flesh. I went to grab my katana but realized that it went into the stream behind me. The walker was right in front of me. I kicked my feet trying to get to the water. I would be able to swim away. The walker fell on top of me. I tried to push it away but it was to strong. My arms were aching. I closed my eyes and waited for the fucker to eat me. I opened my eyes and saw the walker with an arrow in its head.
"Thought ya' needed help," I heard someone say.
I used all the strength I had to sit up. I turned around and saw a redneck with short brown hair and blue eyes.
"Thank you," I said getting up.
I put a little bit of pressure on my ankle and pain shot through my leg.
"Fuck," I said.

Daryl's pov
I was just getting away from everyone. They are starting to piss me off. After losing Sophie, I ain't helping anyone look for someone. I was crossing the stream when I saw a girl getting attack by a walker. I grabbed my crossbow and shot the walker in the head.
"Thought ya' needed help," I said.
The girl sat up and turned around. She wasn't hard on the eyes. She was a real looker.
"Thank you," she said getting up.
She started to stand up but whined in pain.
"Fuck," she said.
I walked over to her and helped her stand.
"I'm fine," she said pushing me away.
She walked towards the stream and splashed through the water looking for something.
"Ya need help," I asked.
"Nah I got it," she said bending over and grabbing something.
She pulled a katana out of the water. She hopped out and grabbed her bow and pack.
"Thanks for the assistance but I gotta go," she told me.
She started to walk but she fell to the floor.
"Ya ain't in any condition to walk," I told her.
I walked over to her and helped her up.
"Just leave me alone I got this," she said.
"Stop being hard headed. I'm trying to help ya," I said.
She finally gave in had placed her arm around my neck. I helped her walk over to Hershel's farm.
"My name is Daryl by the way," I told her.
"(Y/n) (l/n) Clark," she replied.

(Y/n)'s POV
It felt weird having Daryl help me. We walked out of the woods and I saw a farm. There was a two story White House about a mile away.
"I can walk by myself from here," I said pushing him away.
"Okay then walk," he said with his voice full of doubt.
I took a step and I fell to the ground. Daryl helped me up and picked me up bridal style.
"Ya lighter than ya look," he said.
"I don't know whether to be offended or not," I said with a faint smile.
We arrived at the house. Daryl put me down and opened the door. I stood up and limped into the house.
"Who is this," an Asian man asked.
"This is Skylar, she's hurt. I found her in the woods," Daryl said.
"I'm Glenn," the Asian man said, "I'll get Hershel."
Glenn left the room and came back with a white haired man who I guess is Hershel.
"This way," Hershel said.
Daryl helped me follow Hershel. We walked over to a flight of stairs. I groaned in frustration. Daryl gave me a smirk and picked me up and carried me up the stairs. There is something about this redneck that I like. Daryl placed me on a bed and walked out of the room. Hershel grabbed his medical bag and placed it on the night table.
"Can you remove your shoes please," he asked.
I sat up and removed my combat boots and my socks. Hershel examined my ankle.
"It's broken," he said when he was done examining my ankle.
"You have got to be kidding me. It can't be broken I have to keep moving," I said.
"I'm sorry you will have to stay off your feet for two weeks," he said.
"Thank you for your help," I told Hershel.
Hershel left the room leaving me in a strange room all by myself. A lady with long brown hair and a boy with short brown hair walked into the room with a tray of food.
"I thought you might be hungry," the lady said.
"Thank you," I replied taking the food.
The little boy looked at my ankle and saw how it was all wrapped up.
"What happened," he asked.
"I fell down a hill," I said laughing at my own stupidity.
"Carl let's leave her alone," the lady said.
"It's fine. It's been two months since I talked to another human being," I confessed.
"I'm Carl," the little boy said.
"(Y/n)," I replied.
"I'm Lori, Carl's mother," the woman said.
"Are you the guys who's looking for someone named Sophia," I asked.
"She didn't make it," Lori said.
"I'm so sorry," I said.
"What happens you your group," Carl asked.
I could fell tears start to form in my eyes.
"Carl, how about you let her rest," Lori said.
Carl left the room. Lori placed the tray on the edge of the bed and left the room. I sat up and grabbed the sandwich from the tray. I scarfed it down and moved the tray to the night table. I laid down and fell asleep well at least tried to fall asleep.