Daryl/Beth.. AU - no zombies. Beth is a young single mother who is trying to get her baking business off the ground. She works from home and is observant of those around her. She knows of the two men who live in the apartment across from her. One comes home late at night, drunk and stumbling into walls, and the other is quiet, hardly speaking at all.
Being a fan of a good read, I stumbled across LemonStar through her Sons of Anarchy fic, Man of Mayhem.
Since then, I took it upon myself to catch up on Lemon’s work. I became rather fond of her work and her liberties with the characters. The writing is always a simple format that tells so much without needing to bog a person down with too much information.
Daryl looked over at Bandit who was currently trying to scratch his way up the side of the couch to be in Daryl’s lap. Beth had an appointment with her sister to go look at wedding dresses, and Daryl was going to meet Merle and Abraham for a drink. Beth had insisted he have some guy time since he’d been cooped up in the house since he got his cast put on. He’d only had the thing on for five weeks, but apparently that was long enough to make her worried that he wasn’t going to have friends anymore. So, he’d called both of them and set up a time to meet at the bar they all liked. He smiled as Beth walked into the room, purse tucked up over her shoulder, and hair tied back in a low ponytail.
Bethyl FanFiction Daryl Dixon Beth Greene Drama / Romance AU
Final Chapter Deep Blue Funk: She encouraged him to take the next step. But he just didn’t know if he
should. And he didn’t want to feel like he might be opening up any old
wounds. But she’d told him if it was her, she would want to know. Daryl Dixon Beth Greene AU Drama / Romance
Beth reached up and kissed him, smiling against his lips before settling back down in his lap. “Just thinking. Mostly about how I don’t wanna have to leave.” “You work tomorrow?” She nodded forlornly. “Yeah. I open the next two days. And the custard’s gotta be freshly made and ready to go when the doors open,” she explained, adding mock enthusiasm at the end, then sighed heavily. “Unfortunately, it means I should probably leave soon. Still have to drive back tonight.” “Not too sure I like you drivin’ this late at night,” he grumbled as he tightened his hold on her. Beth grinned up at him, “Daryl. Really? It’s maybe 8:30. I’ll be fine.” “Fine until some drunk runs you off the road,” he countered. “A drunk on the highway at 8:30? That’s a pretty early drunk,” she shot back. Daryl narrowed his eyes, “Drunks all times of the day. Just ask Merle.” This time it was his turn to shout “Ow!” when Beth pinched him. “Be nice to your brother,” she scolded. “Okay, mom.” “Oh that is it!” she growled at him and turned to face him completely. Instead of attacking him with a pinch, her slim arms and long fingers wriggled their way under his customary vest and tickled along his sides. She laughed as he jerked and struggled to get away, then moved to straddle his lap to prevent him from doing so. “Dammit, Greene! You’re asking for it,” he rumbled. He surprised her by wrapping his arms around her, pulling her close and ultimately pinning her arms to her sides. She shrieked in surprise, which he silenced with a kiss.
I know. I suck. I still haven’t gotten the next chapter of A World Above to u guys. It’s written. It’s NEARLY ready. But I have to finalize the rest of my outline first. This chapter is a pivotal chapter as you might have already guessed. After this there is no turning back.
Also if you are a fan of my previous works then you’ll know I love angst. Well it’s coming fam. This story was always meant to be a retell of the myth while simultaneously retelling Beth and Daryls story.
Don’t worry it’ll end good I swear but oh it’s gonna hurt to get there. The good kind of hurt. You know the kind I’m speaking of, if you’ve read Shady Affair or Vanilla Fields or basically anything I’ve written. This one actually might hurt worse. You’ll see. Hehe You’ve been warned. ;) Soon lovelies, soon. xoxoxo