Reader pronouns: unspecifiedA/N: ANGSSSSTTTTT“Ya can’t ask me to do this!” he argu
Reader pronouns: unspecifiedA/N: ANGSSSSTTTTT“Ya can’t ask me to do this!” he argued vehemently, tears burning in his blue eyes.“Daryl, they’re coming. Just go! There’s nothing you can do for me, so go!” “Nah, I ain’t leavin’ ya alone out here!” he roared back.You could hear the sound of vehicles and faint whistling coming closer as the Saviors approached. When you turned back to look at him, you had tears streaming down your face. “Just go!” you yelled, pushing him hard in the chest. “I will not turn into one of those monsters! I’m bit, but at least this way I can go out for something! Just let me do this! Let the last thing I do on this planet be saving you! Now go!”Daryl felt like he was shattering to pieces inside as he looked at you. His lower lip quivered as the realization settled over him that you were right—there was nothing he could do for you. He clasped your face in his hands and kissed you, the way he had always wanted to. “How am I gonna go on without ya?” he asked, his voice shaky and thick with gravel and emotion.“You just will. You have to. Now, go.”He took one last look at you, wanting nothing more than to just fall to pieces right there, but he turned and hurried through the thick forest cover. He’d gone barely a hundred yards when he heard a barrage of gunfire behind him, and then sudden silence. His stomach twisted sickeningly and his heart felt like it was just… gone…Prompt: “You can’t ask me to do this.” -- source link
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