The Walking Dead Imagines

I wake up from the sun shinning in through the window. I turn over and sigh, getting up and making the bed. I grab my backpack and look through it for some different clothes. I put my clothes on the bed and move the chair away from the door, unlocking it. I open the door and walk down the hall into the bathroom. I lock the bathroom door and open the small closet, grabbing a towel and setting it on the sink. *After shower* I wrap the towel around me and go back into my room, locking the door behind me. I brush my hair and put it up into a ponytail, then I quickly change.

I grab my vest and put it on. I grab my bow and my bag that has supplies in it and leave the room, shutting the door behind me. I walk downstairs and see Eric and Aaron chatting while eating. "Oh, good morning Ryan. Did you sleep well?" I glance at Eric and nod, walking into the kitchen and grabbing the bread. I make some toast and put some jelly on it, eating it while leaning against the counter. Aaron comes into the kitchen and sets his mug into the sink. He smiles at me. "Deanna said that you're a huntress." He pauses before continuing. "I'm usually one of the people that goes out on runs around here, but if you want....I wouldn't mind the company." I eat my last bite of toast and wipe my mouth clean, looking at Aaron. "I work better alone." He nods sadly and looks at Eric as he enters the kitchen. "Deanna wants to have a party tonight, I think you should go Ryan." I readjust my bow on my shoulder. "I don't do parties. And I might not be back until late anyways....need more supplies."

They both sigh and look at each other. I leave the kitchen and walk to the front door. I open the door but stop before leaving. "I'll be back in time for dinner....bye." I shut the door behind me and walk over to my bike, getting on it. A guy opens the gate for me and I drive out. *After hunting and stuff* I put a first aid kit into my supply bag, along with extra food and medicine that I found. I also got lucky and found some arrows for my bow. I close my bag and put it on the back of my bike, making sure it doesn't fall off. I get on my bike and start it up, going back towards Alexandria. *Back at Alexandria* I get up to the gate and it opens, letting me inside but they close it fast. I park in front of the house and turn my bike off. I put my bag on my back and carry my bow inside the house. It's dark now and I told them that I'd be back for dinner...not sure I made it in time though. I shut the front door behind me and hear Eric and Aaron talking to somebody. "She's not home yet, but it shouldn't be long before she gets here." Eric hums in response as I hear the unknown person slurp his food....reminds me of Daryl.

Aaron talks again. "I'm sure she's fine. She's a big girl, she can handle herself." Eric sighs. "Yeah, but you heard what Deanna said happened when she tried interviewing her. She had a panic attack...and won't even talk about why it happened or what caused it." I quickly walk upstairs to my room and lock the door behind me. I set my bag down on the floor and pace the room, holding my head in my hands. A knock comes from the door and I stop. "Ryan? Could you come down here please....your dinner is getting cold." I sit on the edge of the bed and put my head between my knees, trying to get my breathing under control. Eventually, I steady my breathing and stand up, opening the door and seeing Aaron. He gives me a sad smile and starts walking downstairs, I follow him down. I freeze in the doorway of the dining room....Daryl is sitting at the table eating spaghetti. I swallow the lump in my throat and keep an emotionless expression, sitting down across from Daryl and eating my food.

Aaron and Eric try talking to us but neither of us respond to them. I can feel his eyes digging into me as I try not to look at him. *After dinner* Aaron and Eric went to there room and now it's just Daryl and I downstairs. I keep my gaze down at the floor but glance up at him when he leaves the house, shutting the door behind him. I bite my lip and quickly run out the front door after him. I stop behind him and he turns around to look at me. He grabs my wrist and drags me into the small wooded area. We stop and he finally lets go, glaring at me. "Daryl-" He interrupts me. "No, I get ta talk now. And yer goin' ta listen." I sigh and look down at my hands. "Ya got any idea how long I been searchin' for ya?! I looked night and day fer your ass! I lost ma damn brother and it killed me knowing I could of lost ya too." I look up at him and see he's not angry, just disappointed and sad. "Daryl...I had to leave. Rick and the others didn't want me there. They felt like they had to sleep with one eye open just because I was there. And to top it off, you stopped talking to me after I put Merle out of his misery and that made me feel even more unwanted. I had to grow up knowing I was unwanted and worthless, and I couldn't feel like that while around you." I pause before continuing.

"I'm not great with explaining it, but I can show you." I sigh and take the vest off, gently setting it on the ground. Daryl watches me carefully as I take my shirt off next. His eyes soften as he looks at my torso. I point to my scar on my stomach. "He'd do this whenever he drank too much." I turn around to show him my back. "He'd blame me for my mothers death." I turn back around and put my shirt and vest back on. I look down at the ground and bite my lip to stop the tears from coming out. "Not only did he abuse me, but he also....he'd rape me. He'd rape me Daryl, and worse of all...he'd film everything. He'd film the beatings, the rapes." Daryl hugs me and shushes me. "I'm so sorry you had ta go through that Ryan. Ya already know my past, but I never knew you had to go through all that." I sigh and hug him a little tighter. "Are you mad at me....for leaving the group?" He sighs before answering. "I was at first, but I'm not anymore. I'm just glad yer safe and back in my arms." I sigh in relief and we pull away from the hug.

We walk back towards the houses. "Which house are you staying in?" He looks at the houses and sighs. "Thought I could stay wit you." I grab his hand and hold it as we walk back towards the house I'm staying in with Aaron and Eric. We walk inside and I shut the door behind us. We walk upstairs and into my room. I shut the door and hesitate before locking it...although Daryl makes me feel safe, I want to be sure nothing comes in and attacks us. I turn around and my breath catches in my throat. Daryl is shirtless and in the process of taking his pants off. I blush and take off my vest, then my pants. I leave my tank-top on but take my hair down, finger combing it of any knots. I quickly lay down under the blankets and Daryl get under them next to me. I turn the lamp off and lay down, feeling Daryl wrap his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him. "Good night Daryl." He hums in response and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. I close my eyes, knowing that I'm safe in Daryls arms and let sleep overtake me.