Norman Reedus images/ One Shots

Merel-im sorry

I'm so tired.

I can feel the blood leave my body through the wound merel made.

He doesn't know it's me.

It's been years since the miscarriage.

Since he left.

Since I found out I'll never be able to have kids again...

"Wake up!"
I shoot up and look into the eyes of my once lover.

He paused just staring at me.
"Y/N... Baby.. is that you?"
I nodd feeling the blood loss start to take over.
"Damn! Baby I'm so sorry. I'll get you out of here I promise." He says his voice trembling as if he would break down at any moment.

He picked me up and headed out. Carful not to hurt me with his knife hand. He left the gates hearing Philip yell for him to come back or he will regret it.

"Baby please stay awake!" He said as he ran.
I soon can't fight it and let the darkness take over.

I wake up in a jail cell with my hand cuffed to the bar of the bed.
I freak out and start thrashing around yelling for merel.

Soon a girl with blonde hair holding a baby came in.
"Oh your awake I'll go get Rick." Her voice is still inocent even through what the world's become.

Soon a guy I guessed is Rick came in.
"I'm Rick. I need to ask you three questions then you'll either be uncuffed and let into the group or left somewhere."
I nodded in understanding.
"How many walkers have you killed?"
"To many."
"How many people have you killed?"
"Four."
He flinched a little
"Why."
"They tried to rape me. Then beat me because I fought back."

Soon I'm uncuffed and allowed to walk around.
"Where's merel?"
"He's not allowed here so him and Daryl left."

It had been days since I woke up.
I was outside with Rick talking about a run when we started being shot at.
Rick pushed me and threw a gun at me.
I tried to run back to the prison when I feel a burning Pain then nothing.

Merels pov*

Me and Daryl we're walking toward the prison when we hear gun shots.
We bolt there and try to help them. Once they leave Daryl greets Rick and I'm looking around.
I hear a girl scream.
We all look up to see a blond girl holding.

Holding.

No. Not her.

"Y/N!" I yell and run to where the girl who is holding my girl. She hands up y/n and walks to an older man and another girl.

I pull her into my lap crying. I move her hair from her face only to be met with a bullet hole in her four head and blood all over her face.
I freak out and try to wipe it with my good hand.
I didn't notice Daryl until his durag was held out to me.
I look up through tears and nodd.
He looks down at her then walks off

I wipe off the blood and kiss her cold lips. She shouldn't be dead.

If we had left when Daryl wanted to she would be alive.

It's my fault.

All my fault.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I left that horrible day.

I'm sorry I wasn't there.

I'm sorry I chose drugs over you.

My dear y/n.

I will never get that look out of my face.

All the blood.

The dead eyes. Your cold lips.

I'm sorry Daryl.

I know you'll break even more when I'm gone but I need y/n.

You will be fine. Carol is there for you. Even Rick.

Baby brother. Please be safe.

You will be the last man standing.

Only a Dixon. Can kill a Dixon.

I love you all.

~merel Dixon.

Daryl looked at the paper. He noticed some wet spots. Merel finnaly broke.

He broke.

He died.

But Daryl will never forget him nor y/n.

Family is family. It doesn't have to be blood.