Enough • Daryl Dixon

Chapter • Eight

3rd Person

( WARNING ! )
This chapter may offend you , you've been warned !
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Daryl didn't know why he agreed, maybe it was the fact that he had his own abusive past and could relate to the girl or maybe it was her tight little body that distracted him in his thoughts, either way he had gone to see Merle's friend the owner of the warehouse to borrow some equipment, since Merle said he could borrow the truck.

" I want this stuff back Dixon, best be glad your brothers one of my close friends " the man inhale his cigar in his mouth .

" Yeah I'll return it " Daryl grunted before loading the stuff in the back of the truck, and going to the little barn Bella told him about .

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He had come across the barn and it was in pretty good shape, only dust and spiders lingered which Daryl had no problem with since he had grew up with it in his household, it had a pretty bad stench from the old horse manure they had left behind which Daryl had to get rid of with a shovel, after that he had opened the barn doors to let fresh air in, before getting to the task at hand.

He set up a chin up bar to increase her strength not that she had any, throwing a punch without strength doesn't receive as much damage to your opponent than with strength, after he had that set up, he hung the punching bag from one of the low boards on the ceiling, giving it a few hard punching to secure it.

He put some of the little weight lifters on the ground that she could work with later, he stepped back and looked at his masterpiece she didn't need to much because she was still in the beginners course but she could work with that for now, Daryl locked up the barn with his own padlock before getting into the truck and driving home.

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Bella sat in a booth with her sketch book in hand, she was tired and ready to go home, they had a long day at the diner considering neither Amy or Rosita was here , so now and she was waiting for T-dog to give her the okay to leave .

She had been working on a drawing for about 3 days now, she liked to draw that's one thing she admired the most she could always get her mind off things when it came to it, her mother  knew how to draw, in fact she was amazing at it, i mean when she wasn't getting high off of everything . so amazing she taught her little girl how to draw. Bella smiled a bit to herself as she remembered what happened so long ago.

" Mommy I can't do it, it's to hard" Bella huffed a breath as she crossed her small arms over her chest she looked down at her drawing she couldn't seem to get right, she was drawing a dog and just couldn't seem to get the ears an legs correct.

" Don't ever say you can't do something, you can, you just need a little help " . Her mother turned to her and picked up the pencil from where it sat on the construction paper, she faintly drew an ear and a leg for her daughter, " now, you just draw over that and draw another " she smiled at her and went back to her own drawing.

Bella's smiled faltered as her thoughts darkened, she started to draw something but her mind was somewhere else. It wasn't all Flowers and Sunshine with her parents there were horrible times too. She remembered it, it was barely there but she remembered.

She watched her mother pace around the living room, she was seven years old and still could since something was off about her , she saw her put a belt around her arm this morning and put a needle in, she recognized it, when she wasn't feeling to good she had to get a needle in her arm when she went to the doctor.