"She wore her troubled past
Like scars -
She had been through battle
And though no one could see her demons
They could see the face that conquered them"
the walking dead season 2 - 4 | daryl dixon x oc | includes sexual content | realistic slow...
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DARYL
I WOKE UP FEELING SHIT. I'd fucked up with Belle, I didn't mean to but I'd managed to do it. I just wish she'd want to stay at the prison. With me. But she still wishes she left, after everything we've been through. I guess... I thought me and Belle had something... I don't know, I'd never properly been in a relationship.
I wish I knew how to speak to her. Tell her how I felt. But I didn't even know how I felt, I just wanted her.
I left my perch, moving to Belle's cell. As soon as I reached the cell door, I noticed she'd gone. I presumed she'd got up early to spend time with kids... not her kids - yano Carl, Judith and Mika. But part of me couldn't help think she'd took off. I took another glance around her cell noticing her rucksack was still there and most of her weapons. This was good.
I decided to go see Merle before heading down for breakfast with him. I moved along the walkway, my boots tapping against the metal as I did so.
As soon as I reached the cell, I came face to face with Merle who was pulling pants up. He looked up at me awkwardly while I quickly looked away. I looked towards Merle's bed where I saw Belle sprawled it.
I felt my heart plummet into my stomach. My brother had fucked Izzy. I couldn't even begin to process what was going on. My head began to bead up with sweat, as my vision went blurred. I quickly stepped back, staggering backwards down the walk way.
"Daryl" Merle said moving towards me looking panicked.
"Don't" I managed to force out through gritted teeth. My blood ran cold as I couldn't get the image of them two together out of my head. How could my own brother do this to me? How going Izzy do this to me? I get it, we'd upset each other last night, but she was still my best friend and I could never hurt her, but she was okay with hurting me.
She was drunk. Merle took advantage of her.
I seethed as I grabbed Merle by the collar slamming him into the wall.
"Just listen" Merle yelled.
"Ya fucked my - Urm - Izzy?" I yelled fumbling over my words. I dropped my hands off him before swinging my right hand, making contact with his jaw.
"Fuck sake lil bro" he mumbled clutching it.
I shifted again, moving in for another punch. "We didn't fuck alright" he yelled raising his hands up. I stopped for a second studying his face.
"Just lemme explain bro" he said. Before I could even agree he grabbed me, pulling me into his cell. I moved over to the bed next to Izzy before turning back round to Merle with my arms folded over my chest.
