you and Daryl grew up together, lived in the same trailer park. Even your dads- Will and John- were friends. It made sense, both were dead beats, both abusive, though yours was more mentally and his was physically. The two of you had gotten really close, hell even Merle thought of you as a friend. Eventually you and Daryl started dating, sneaking back and forth between trailers behind your fathers’ backs. You’d sneak over to his trailer, he’d sneak over to yours. This time you were at his, just having finished messing around you were laying on his chest, asleep. Well you were, until the door swung open and the man in the doorway was the worst possible outcome. His dad. And of course you’d been spotted. Shit.

Will: “the hell?” he drunkenly slurs, clearly only having come in there to take his bad mood out on Daryl