TWD ~ Daryl + Reader ~

Alone

You walk towards the gate. When you get there you walk past the man guarding it and pull it open. When you're out the man pulls and locks the gate shut. All you have are your knives and the clothes on your back and you're okay with that. You look down the road and decide the woods would be better.

One foot in front of the other as you walk through the woods. One knife in your hand and two more in your belt. You have killed three walkers already and you're ready for more. 

Your original thought of heading back to Hilltop is fading from your mind. It wasn't the not knowing the way back that changed your mind, it was the fact that you don't want to be trapped within those walls again. But another part of your brain knew that if you didn't go back and Negan was still alive then you would basically be the one killing the people he takes his bat to. 

Lost in thought you don't hear the walker behind you. You turn around fast enough to put your hands out in front of you, holding it up as it knocks you to the ground. Its jaw snaps at you as you wiggle beneath it.

"Shit." Escapes your lips as you try to move your hand with the knife in it and the walker shifts closer to your face.

Your eyes widen when you hear a twig break a little ways above your head. You slightly shift your head up and see another walker making its way towards you.  A thought that has been coming back into your mind since you watched your mother die enters your brain, 'Why don't I just let it happen?'

You partially shake your head making that thought leave your mind. You don't want to give up. The walker above your head is closer and ready to fall on top of the other one that's on top of you. You know you can't hold both up. You move your right hand which holds your knife in it just close enough for it to go into the walker's neck that's on top of you. 

"Fuck." You breathe as you feel the walker's blood spill onto your chest, it runs down your chest and soaks into your shirt.

The walker above your head is ready to fall on top of you and the other walker. Its jaw starts to snap shut and open back up, almost quickening as its slow steps get closer to you. One more step and it's ready to fall, but before it can start to fall onto you a loud shot into its head sends it falling backwards.

You watch as the walker falls back, almost forgetting about the walker still on top of you until you feel it grow still and be pulled off of you. Your head turns to look back to where the walker was laying on top of you to see Daryl standing over you with his hand extended towards you.

Daryl pulls you up from the ground. As you get to your feet you feel the walker's blood run further down your torso. Soon Daryl's rough hands are making you turn and moving parts of your body to check for bites.

"I didn't get bit." You say as Daryl checks your neck with his hand holding your hair to the side. Daryl drops your hair and just looks in your eyes for a split second before turning away from you and walking towards a nearby tree to lean against it. "Why are you out here?"

"The guy at the gate told Rick ya left." 

"And you came to find me?" You ask as you walk towards the walker that has your knife sticking out of his throat. As you pull the knife out Daryl says; "Jesus asked me ta help. I tracked ya here, Jesus took the road just ta make sure."

"Jesus doesn't trust many," You wipe the blood that was on your knife onto your jeans then put the knife in your belt with the rest, "he either took the road cause he doesn't trust you or he didn't actually ask for your help to find me."

"Whatever ya say." Daryl says as he stands straight and starts to walk back towards Alexandria.

"I'm not going back to Alexandria, they'll never trust me." Daryl stops, "Heck if Negan is alive then they'll probably use me to-"

"They wouldn' use ya to do anythin'." Daryl turns halfway around and looks at you.

"The hell they wouldn't. I ain't going back there." You walk in the direction you were going not caring if Daryl left you to go back to Alexandria or not.