In The End (a Walking Dead fan fiction) (ON...
I mean everyone was nice but Daryl had stuck up for me and had taken my side. But the minute I didn't do so in return was when he shut down. He trusted me since I help out his brother but he didn't have to. He helped me more than I deserved. All he had to do was help me out once and we would have been even. But he went above that and just kept helping me and I had failed to help him in return.
I know that the decision I made to save Jim's life was the right one. I mean what was Daryl even thinking, taking a man's life. That's where I know what is right. That's where I draw the line. If we lose are humanity then we are nothing. Our humanity is the only thing we have left in this world.
Wait- why am I even thinking, this. I was right and I am right. So why should I care if Daryl is mad or not. I kept this thought repeating in my head but there was something just wrong about it.
But the truth is I did care if he was mad at me , because I couldn't take it. I can't take it. I just wanted him not to shut me out. I wanted him to talk to me again.
Why do I care this much about it though?
When seventeen year old Taylor Walsh goes to Atlanta in search of her father she meets two brothers who just may be her way to feeling once again in this world of pain and suffering. But when tragedy strikes can Taylor hold on to the only person she has left or will the end of humanity tear them apart.