Surviving The Undead: A Southsider's Tale (Daryl Dixon Love Story)

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Daryl's POV:

I made it out the prison with Beth and we had set up camp in the woods.

All i could think about was my girls.

My Kimberly is dead.

Beth eventually disturbed the peace.

"I need a drink." She said.

I passed her the water bottle.

"No like a real drink."

She began a whole rant of how she needed a drink and got up and walked away.

I was in the right mind to let her go but i knew i had to follow her.

I caught up with her and led her back to the camp.

"You led me back? What the hell Daryl?"

"Just sit down, you can't be walkin around by yourself."

"Screw you Daryl." She held up her middle finger and went to walk away.

I grabbed her wrist and glared at her.

She pulled her hand back and walked off.

I groaned and put out the fire and followed her.

We came to a clearing and a golf club was up ahead.

"Golfers like to booze it up right?"

I shrugged and we walked inside and blocked the door.

I began picking up the discarded money and jewellery as Beth changed her shirt.

I found a blue diamond ring that i put in my pocket for my Kim even though i'll never have the chance to give it to her.

"Why are you grabbing that stuff it won't be of any use."

I shrugged and we found the bar.

She sat on a chair and grabbed a bottle of Peach Schnapps.

She picked up a glass and tried to clean it but gave up and went to take a swig out of the bottle.

I walked up to her and took the bottle out her hands and threw it at the wall.

"Daryl!"

"I'm not having your first drink be no damned Peach Schnapps, come on i'll get you a real drink."

Before we left Beth went into the kitchen to have a look around.

I was daydreaming about my girls and heard Beth scream.

I ran into the kitchen and seen her with a walker on top of her with a broken wine bottle in its shoulder so i shot it with and arrow.

"I had it!" She yelled.

All her yelling attracted the walkers and they somehow managed to get inside.

They started pouring in so i grabbed a golf club and began swinging.

"Go out the back!" I yelled while running and blocking the door.

We made it outside and walked through the woods until we came across a graveyard.

"Can i use your bow to shoot that walker?" She asked.

Before i could answer she took it off my shoulder and aimed.

She walked closer and got her foot caught in a trap and fell to the floor.

"Ahh!" She cried.

I shot the walker then pried her foot out the trap and helped her stand up.