You were only 16 when the apocalypse started, you were forced to grow up fast and learn to survive.

You had to watch your parents die right in front of you and all you could do was run.

You found Alexandria when you were 19, you were alone and no matter how much the other people that lived there tried to help you open up you just didn’t.

Then Rick’s group stumbled in and you met Daryl. He was gruff and brooding but somehow still held a soft spot for you.

He looked at you like a daughter but you looked at him as something more. You developed feelings for the older man.

Daryl knew of the crush you had on him, it was obvious. You both sat on the porch of the grimes house, Daryl smoking his cigarette.

“M’ too old for ya’ kid.” Daryl mumbled with a grunt as he took a hit from his cigarette.