Trigger warnings : Parental abuse , depression , 5 years age
gap, consensual sex , death, violence, graphic scenes.
Rating : Mature + (Please do not read if you are
The narrative follows the reader and Daryl. The story starts
pre-apocalypse and links the events of different stages of their lives as : kids,
young adults and adults, focusing on their friendship and eventual love relationship
. But when the world turns to dust, will they be able to make it?
Read and find out.
A/N I don’t want to make a big summary cause I don’t want
to spoil the story. I’m really excited about this one , hope y’all enjoy!
P.S : The story begins in the past , and time skips until
it reaches to the present day – Negan time. It also includes some flashbacks. I
hope I write everything clearly enough, not to confuse you guys.
CopyRight: I do not own Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead nor any of the other characters mentioned in this story. No copyright infringement is intended.
Part 1. Best friends, nothing more, nothing less!
A road bump wakes you up. You’re in a car, driving. The
tears dried as they found their own way down your cheeks. Your eyes are puffy .
This wasn’t just a dream.
Same old story, happening again. As soon as you start to
call a place home, and make a few
friends, your mother finds yet another boyfriend who convinces her to start
fresh somewhere else , ‘A new beginning,
the opportunities of a new life…’ Yadda yadda…..or better yet ‘I have a
criminal record here, we can’t stay’. You’re only ten and you can see through
their lies. Sometimes you wonder, is your mother just stupid, too desperate to
have a man by her side or is she just a pathetic drunk?
‘We’re here’ Nick announces as he parks.
Your mom gets out of the car, excited. She knocks on your
window three times. ‘Come on honey, let’s check out our new home’
You roll your eyes and follow her. Oh, did I mention you
just arrived in the middle of nowhere, mountains of Georgia?
‘Hey kid, grab some bags will ‘ya?’ Nick scolds you,
mumbling something about how you’re so useless.
You ignore him and decide to explore instead. You sneak
between the tree lines and run, giggling.
This may not be that bad after all. The area is pretty beautiful,
you’ve seen worse. A lot worse.
You look around and sigh. So far no neighbors , except
for the huge forest surrounding
everything. Do trees count as neighbors? But at least you have nature, and a
lot of open field to play.
‘Y/N , baby where did ya go?’ Your mother calls for you. Probably to make
you clean while they have beers and cigarettes. You run deeper into the forest,
expecting to find a hiding place.