The Walking Dead Imagines (Requests OPEN)

[Daryl Dixon] Bridges

PROMPT:
The only standing female in Joe's group of 'Claimers'. You see light in a certain quiet and emotional redneck.

[requested by negansdestiel ]

" why did you save me? "

"They won't tell me what happens...if it involves a woman." You whispered, pulling meat from a bone and staring at the wild white moon. For a second it seemed like it was smiling back at you. The stars twinkled in response as if all of your friends and family were kissing you from above.

"That's easy." Michael whispered, pushing his shaggy brown locks behind his ear. By now, they sat atop of his head like a mop. A mop of knots and curls altogether. "One word. Shirley. Tell me what happened with Shirley again?" Michael settled against the car wreckage and bit into his meat, pulling it from the bone with his two front teeth. You chucked the bone from your hands into the fire and watched it turn black. A sinister smile crossed your face as the flames burnt your sight.

"Two men came back carrying a half-naked woman. She was thrashing around." You recited, a slight wisp of anger in your voice.
"Refresh me."
"Fuck off, Mikey. You know her. Bottle blonde, skinny girl, big red lips. You know her." Now, you really had a snarl in your voice. Michael merely straightened his back and gulped in response.
"Right. Go on."

"She had been found in the woods by two assholes in a group I was ashamed to be around. Assholes. They took her clothes off and did god knows what to the woman. She was half dead by the time they dragged her to the group to partake in seconds. She had this loss of emotion." A rock formed in your chest as you stared at the blue midnight sky. If the stars were really kissing you - on behalf of all the dead you had lost, you really wished you could kiss it back.
Michael pushed back the same curl that had fallen in his face once more. He furrowed his brows as he listened.

"I get it." Michael whispered coolly, smoothing goosebumps on his skin.

"And who the hell knows where Joe is at this time...and the boys are all jumping around this poor lady, thinkin' if Joe is gone who the hell is gonna stop them."

"I get it." Michael whispered again, increased urgency in his voice.

"And so I stepped in, and I shot every damn one of them who touched her." You sighed, throwing a leaf into the fire. Michael gave you a look with a raised eyebrow, like he knew there was more to the story.
"Okay, and stabbed a couple who were going to."
There, Michael was content with that.

There was a rustling from the woods and you jumped up, pointing your gun into the abyss. A tall man stepped out.
"Gun down. It's only me." A miscellaneous group member announced, continuing his walk through the woods. You sat back down grumpily.