"Well, you do seem like a strong little girl." I smile. I seriously wanted to cry for this kid.
"My new mommy told me my old daddy's name was Dawyl Dison." I laugh at the name. Who's name is Daryl Dison? I figured the first name was Daryl, only because I've slowly noticed she can't seem to say the letter "R".
"That's cool, what your old mommy's name huh?" To be honest, I don't think this is a true story.
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"I'm sorry, what was that sweet heart?" I ask her.
"Ashwynn Fowd." She smiles. How could her mother be, Ashlynn Ford?! I'm Ashlynn Ford! So, she didn't say Daryl Dison before, she said Daryl Dixon. This little girl is my daughter. I remember now.
I lied to Daryl. It wasn't true. I never aborted the baby. I moved out of the house with Bradley and decided to go with the pregnancy. It's a terrible be thing to do. To just kill an innocent child like that. Once the baby was born I gave it up for adoption.
I was never allowed to hold her or anything. I wasn't even allowed to see her. I just heard her cries when she was born and then she was gone. They took her straight away from me.
"Bradley, I feel so bad." I start, "What if she still doesn't have a family?" Today my daughter would've been turning 1 years old. Daryl and I could've been a family for a year already. I could've been Ashlynn Dixon for almost a year now too.
"Ash, I'm sure she has a family already. You and Daryl created that baby, I can't imagine how adorable she must be. She probably looks just like you." Bradley smiles.
"Yeah," I shrug, "I guess you're right."
"Riley, I think I know who you're old mommy and daddy are." I smile, letting a tear slip.
"Noah!" I yell/ whisper.
"Noah!" I yell again this time louder, now chasing after him. I wasn't far behind, seeing he had a limp.
We come across a small blue house and Noah slows down, now gasping for air. "This is my house." He says between breaths.
"You don't wanna go in there." I tell him.
"I do," he starts, "let me see it."
I take a deep breath and pull out my hammer before beginning to talk again, "Me first." Noah gives me a nod of approval and we both start towards the house.
As we arrive at the front door, I give the door frame a few knocks to make sure there wasn't any walkers. After waiting a few minutes, I open the glass door and step in, Noah close behind me.
We walk and we're in what seems to be an old living room. A woman, now a walker, lays in front of the couch with its head bashed in. Noah stares at, what I assume must've been his mother, for a few minutes before kneeling next to the corpse, covering it with a blanket.
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I'm A Warrior... (Daryl Dixon)Fanfiction
**COMPLETED**When the world goes to shit Ashlynn Rose Ford will survive it. She'll Fight To The End. She'll Loose Family Members. Safe Havens Will Be Lost. There'll Be The Bad And The Good. The Dead And The Living. She'll Find Old Friends. She'll Fi...