A collection of celebrities/fictional characters imagines that don't have a place to be. Some imagines from my previous books will be posted on here. All pronouns and povs will be said at the beginning in brackets.
TW: Sexual references, Swearing, S...
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It has been the third day being held hostage in this cart. Why hasn't rick and Daryl come for me? I thought they would have by now. A member of the group pulled me into the daylight and forced me to eat with the rest of the group.
Their meat was interesting to say the least. I barely ate it in case it was walker meat. But it wasn't rotting or infected so what could it be? Sitting inside, I gaze outside and I see a distant figure in the distance but I couldn't see whom it was.
After everyone finished, Gareth pulled me to the side and instructed me to sharpen all of their weapons. So I can be useful to them. Sitting on the window ledge I kept my eye out for the rest of the group but I could see nothing. They must be coming for me. They wouldn't leave me. Would they?
As dawn turned to dusk, I was placed me in to my holding cell waiting for my next meal the next morning. After a while gunshots, shouting, and explosions were herd from outside. I was waiting for someone to come for me. The door slid open and I was expecting Daryl. But it was Gareth.
He held me at gunpoint and dragged me away from the burning terminus. I barely had time to see anyone. He kept dragging me to the top of a hill. Looking down seeing his abandoned people he didn't seem destroyed. This is the perfect time to kill him.
I went to hug Gareth to manipulate him. As he pulled me to him, I swiftly grabbed his gun and shot him directly in the head. His body fell to the floor with blood pouring from his wound. I scavenge my stuff he stole from me and tried to find the rest of the group.
Walking for a while, I see a cabin and go to the front to see if they were hiding out there. Turning the corner, I see everyone there. They all seemed so happy and relieved to see me. Searching Daryl's eyes, I see joy and sadness in them.
"Hey...." - Y/N
He drops his crossbow and rushes to me. I open my arms as he pulls me into the biggest hug. His embrace was so comforting. His tears stained my clothes but I didn't care. Escaping the hug, he kisses me softly yet passionately. Daryl has never felt like this for anyone. Everyone else smiled at our joy of our reunion.
