Protecting My Little Girl ((sequel to My Little Girl))

Chapter 2

Daryl's POV

"We have a camp, you guys can join us if you can pull your own weight" A man with dark black hair tells us. We had just ran into him and his 'group' on the way back from the hospital.

"Ya.. We can do tha'" I hear Merle answer from beside me. I decided to keep quiet. Probably couldn't talk if I tried anyways.

"Shane" the guy says while holding his hand out to Merle.

"Merle" Merle answers, shaking Shane's hand.

Shane looks over to me, his hand still out for me to shake. I just glare at him.

"Tha's my baby brotha Daryl" Merle answers for me and Shane nods while starring at me, eventually dropping his hand.

"Follow me" Shane says as he gets into his jeep.

I get back in the truck and so does Merle and we follow the train of cars lead by Shane.

After 30ish minutes we pull into what I recognize as a Quarry. It was quiet and untouched.

Everyone gets out of their cars and starts unpacking their shit.

"Let me introduce you to everyone" Shane says leading Merle and I around.

Honestly I don't even care what anyone's name is. I look around and notice there's woods surrounding the camp... thank god.

"This is Carol, Ed, and Sophia" Shane says breaking my thoughts. I look at the three and quickly recognize Carol and Sophia from Peyton's birthday party. I scoff and walk away, trying to keep my mind off the little girl I didn't even get to say bye to.

"This is Lori and Carl" Shane says pointing to a woman and son. Fuck. More people to remind me of Peyton.

"Where's Peyton?" Carl asks me and I cringe just thinking about it.

"Dead" I spit out emotionless, causing Carl to step back frightened. Lori looks at me in shock before pulling her son behind her.

I roll my eyes and Shane leads us to meet more people. Yay.

"This is Dale, Andrea, and Amy" It was an old man with Snow White hair, and two dumb blondes.

They start talking and I ignore them. Nothing matters to me anymore.

"And this is Morale's and his family, T-dog, Jacqui, Glenn and Jim" Shane finished and everyone said hello and whatnot.

After meeting everyone we were able to set up our tent. "Get to share a camp with a bunch of beaners and black people" Merle grunts, his fake act gone.

I scoff and roll my eyes. "Goin huntin'" I mumble while grabbing my crossbow and heading into the woods.

I hardly do any hunting. My mine wanders back to my little girl. It always does.

'Why did she have to leave me?'
'What did she do to deserve this?'
'Why is the world so cruel?'

I kept asking myself questions and soon I realized I've wandered far from camp.I sigh and sit down on the hard forest floor, leaning up against a tall tree.

I reach in my pocket, pulling out two pictures I always kept with me.

One was of me holding Peyton the day she was born, and the most recent one; her holding Astro on her birthday.

I hold the newest one, rubbing my thumb over the small paper. She had the biggest smile on her face. Her blue eyes shone so bright. After everything we were going through she still was so happy.

A water droplet lands on the paper, followed by more. I hadn't realized I was crying until then.

I was alone so I decided to let it all out. All the anger and all the sadness.

"Ye' knew she was all I had and ye' still took 'er from me!!" I yelled staring into the sky, screaming at God.. it there was one up there.

"Wha' did she ever do to deserve tha'!!" I yell, tears pouring down my face and my voice cracking so much I hardly recognized it as my own.

"This is my fault" I mutter standing up. "All my fault!" I scream and punch the tree I was sitting against.

"Stupid... stupid...stupid!" I yell in between punches.

My hand starts throbbing and bleeding but I ignore the pain. I needed to feel something else besides the hurt in my chest. That's when I grabbed a cigarette from my pockets and light it up.

I take a few drags, relaxing me some. That was until I was finished and put the cig out on my own hand. I didn't even flinch. That pain was nothing. As soon as I was done the tears came back again.

I fall to my knees, tears still cascading down my face. "I love ye' so much Peyton Nichole Dixon... you'll always be my little girl" I cry in a softer voice as I lay on the ground sobbing to myself.

I decided then, that I would survive for my baby girl.

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A/n: brb crying :,(

Who wants to just hug Daryl and tell him Peyton's ok ??

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