TWD Oneshots

❤️Daryl- I Have To Finish

Y/n has been with a group for some time now. Her family. There's her mother, her older and younger brothers and her little sister. Things were going well, until they weren't. Y/n became the eldest member of the group after her brother got bit and her mother killed herself. Y/n likes to think she got bit and didn't tell her, atleast then she killed herself for a reason, not just abandoning her children.

Y/n was 23, she was a professor in London where she grew up. All her family were professors. Her father died before all this, but he was an incredibly intelligent man. Y/ns little sister, Hattie, she is 9 years old. Whilst she is very clever, it's also difficult to look after her. Hattie is very picky in what she eats. Can't eat solid foods because she has a fear of choking. That's made it exceptionally difficult during the apocalypse. She also has meltdowns where she'll hurt herself or others. But y/ns learning each day how to deal with her

Her little brother is 3 years old. She tries to teach him, wanting him to be just as advanced as the rest of her family, just incase the world gets sorted out and they need a leader. His name is Philip but everyone has always called him Lip. They were staying in an abandoned house that they'd found in the middle of nowhere. It looked almost untouched by the walkers, and had comfy beds for them. Y/n wasn't sure if there was anyone still alive in the world, but she somehow doubted that she'd managed to outlive everyone else, she wasn't necessarily raised as a survivor

"Hello. Hello" y/n heard a voice. It was the first voice outside her family that she'd heard in months. She was sat with Lip teaching him to write when she heard it

"One minute darling. You stay right there" she kissed his head and stood up, grabbing her gun. She knew how to use her gun. Her family was quite rich, ok very rich. And they'd often go hunting. Not the kind of hunting where you go down onto the ground, or the kind where u wear your scruffy clothes because you know they might get ripped or bloody. This was the kind of hunting on horseback with her family and their hounds. But still, she knew how to use a gun

"Can I help you?" Y/n asked, walking out to see a group of people.

"My names Dale. We were attacked last night and we lost people. We've been driving looking for a safe place. Please, we have tents and cars and an RV, may we use your grass just for somewhere to stay?" a man asked politely

"Yes of course. Feel free to use the house. It's not mine anyway. Just found it a few months back. We have food and water and a few medical supplies if you need anything"

"Thank you so much" they start setting up their tents and y/n brings them glasses of water and sandwiches. Lip was walking behind her shyly. She started talking with Lori and Carol, finding out that they had children, Carl and Sophia who were running around

"Now I don't think your mama would be pleased with me if I let you do that" y/n turned around to see a man crouched down talking to Lip who was trying to get his gun

"Oh don't worry about him. If he shoots himself atleast it'll teach him a lesson. Go on Lip, go inside. And don't annoy Hattie" y/n jokes. Daryl stands up once Lip leaves

"You got a cute kid. You've done well, especially with the circumstances. He looks like he hasn't even been affected by the walkers"

"He's my brother. But thank you. He's never seen a walker and I wish to keep it that way. Suppose I just got lucky, he's always asleep whenever they come knocking" she smiles

"Oh by the way, you're all welcome to use the shower and bath. There's plenty of hot water to go around" everyone cheers at the sound of hot water

"You're not from round here. Your voice is too posh" daryl smirks