The archer's daughter(TWD)

"Melissa, wake up." Carl whispered. I opened my eyes to see Carl sitting beside me. I smiled and sat up.

"Are we allowed to go outside now?" I asked.

"Not till tomorrow, not us, anyways. Or Noah or Damien. Or Judy, obviously." He said. I chuckled and looked around the barn. Everyone was still asleep. Everyone looked so calm and peaceful.

"Why are we the first to wake up?" I asked.

"I woke up a while ago, just felt lonely." He shrugged. I rolled my eyes and stood up.

"Well, since nobody's up, wanna go outside? Nobody'll see or hear us when we're gone. I wanna see what happened outside." I said.

"Really think that's a good idea?" Dad asked, still lying down with his eyes closed.

"Actually, I did..." I mumbled.

"Think again." He mumbled. I sighed and sat back down. Carl laughed.

"Oh, shut up, Carl." I chuckled. He sat down beside me, wrapping his arms around me.

"I miss them..." I mumbled.

"I do too." Carl sighed.

"Promise you'll never leave me?" I asked, looking at him. He turned his head towards me. He looked into my ice blue eyes, while I looked into his baby blue ones.

"I promise you, I'll never ever leave you. As long as you promise you'll never leave me." He said.

"I promise." I smiled. I softly kissed him and rested my head on his shoulder. I thought about back when we found the cars. We found a bunch of water, with a note saying: 'from a friend'. We never drank it, though. Thinking people may have out something in it.

"Remember when we found those water bottles 'from a friend.'?" I asked. Carl nodded. "Who do you think that was?"

"I don't know. I don't really wanna find out, either." Carl said. I nodded.

Daryl's POV

I woke up and saw Melissa and Carl talking. I smiled. That boy would crawl to the ends of the earth for my daughter.

I stood up and walked over to the doors. I looked outside, seeing fallen down trees and walkers trapped underneath them. It was like a tornado went through the place. I don't want any of the kids seeing outside, or even going outside. It's to dangerous.

"What are you looking at?" I heard Melissa ask confused behind me. I jumped and turned around.

"I don't want you going outside, you got that? I mean it." I said. She made a confused face and slowly nodded, turning back around and picking up Judith.

"Aye aye, caption." I heard her blankly say as she walked last me with Judith, putting two fingers up to her forehead and saluting.

"Watch the attitude, Mel." I sighed. She turned around and raised an eyebrow.

"Really? I should be able to go outside whenever the hell I want to!" She said.

"The hell is wrong with you, Melissa?" I asked. She put Judith on the ground and had her play with her red plastic cups.

"I'm not a little kid anymore! I don't need to be babied! Whatever is out there, I can handle!" She shouted. Anger boiled up inside of me.

"You listen to me, I am the boss of you and what I tell you goes, you got that young lady?!" I shouted.

"God, I hate you!" She yelled. The next thing I know, my hand is stinging and red. I looked at It. I looked up at her and she was holding her cheek. She had tears in her eyes. I looked up and the group was all standing there, their hands covering their mouths or with shocked expressions on their faces.

Melissa's POV

"God, I hate you!" I shouted. I saw anger build up inside him and the next thing I know, he slapped me in the face. My head actually whipped to the side from the impact.

I held my cheek and looked up at him. I stared at his hand, then at me. He looked at the rest of the group. They were all shocked. Hell, I was too.

He told me he'd never hit me, hurt me, or even yell at me. He promised me that. I felt tears in my eyes as he looked at me. He reached his hand out towards me and I flinched. He had the most sorrowful look in his eyes.

"Melissa..." He whispered. I slowly backed away.

"Stop..." I managed to choke out. He stopped walking towards me and just looked at me. "You promised you wouldn't...." I whispered. He shut his eyes and sighed. I saw him stand up straight and walk towards me. I began to get scared and back away. He walked faster towards me.

I tripped and fell to the ground. I decided to just stay there and take defeat. Rick stood between me and dad.

"Just leave her alone. She's scared of you, Daryl." Glenn said. I looked up at dad.

"Are you?" He asked in barely a whisper. I slightly nodded. He slowly backed away and walked away, pulling on his hair. Carl came up to me and hugged me.

"What did I do? What did I just do?" I cried.

"You didn't do anything, Melissa. He slapped you, it wasn't your fault."

"He hates me now. I told him a hate him and now he hates me." I sobbed into his shoulder, looking at my dad, who was pacing back and forth. Carl must have noticed, because he stood up and turned us around, so I was facing the other way and not able to see him.

"Here, let me see your cheek." Carl whispered. I stopped hugging him and showed him my cheek. He sighed.

"He's sure is strong, isn't he..?" He asked, slightly rubbing his thumb gently over my-probably reddened- cheek. He carefully kissed my cheek and looked at me.

"You're okay." He whispered. I nodded.

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"God, can't we go one night without walkers at those damn doors?!" I whispered, standing up, walk Carl up. He grabbed my wrist.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Walkers at the doors. Don't worry, go back to sleep." I whispered, kissing his hand and walking off.

I got to the doors and looked outside to see how many walkers were out there, when my eyes met with a pair of crystal blue-ish grey ones. I jumped back.

"Please, you've gotta let me in! I have no where to go!" It sounded like a girls voice. I took out my gun and aimed it at the door.

"The hell are you?" I asked.

"Rosalyn! My names Rosalyn Grace! Now do you have a group?" She asked.

"Nah, man. Sorry." I said. Just then, Judith started crying.

"Fuck..." I mumbled.

"Well, seems to me that someone else is in here with you. Now, open these doors-"

"Melissa!" Rick shouted. I turned around.

"What?!" I snapped.

"Who's there?" Rick asked.

"Survivor. Her names Rosalyn." I said. He opened the doors and grabbed her,pulling inside and shutting the doors. This girl had bright red hair, like she dyed it. She was wearing a pair of ripped acid washed distressed jeans, a The 1975 black crop top on, and a mahogany coloured sweatshirt tied around her waist. She was wearing a golden pocket watch necklace, and a Pierce The Veil rubber bracelet. She had almost the same boots as me. She actually looked good considering being in the apocalypse. And she was honestly gorgeous...

Carl walked up to me and held my hand, rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand.

"Who are you?" Rick asked, taking the axe away from her. She rolled her eyes.

"My name is Rosalyn Grace." She said.

"How old are you, Rosalyn?" Rick asked, his voice was pretty intimidating, but she didn't look fazed by it.

"I am almost seventeen years old, sir." She said, crossing her arms.

"Got a group?" Dad asked her, walking up to her.

"Nope. All died. Camp got overrun by a bunch of lame brains a while back. Could I stay with you guys?" She asked.

"How many walkers have you killed?" Rick asked, patting her down, looking for any extra weapons.

"Huh?" She asked after a while.

"Walkers. Lame brains, whatever. How many did you kill?" He asked.

"Does it really matter?" She laughed. Rick glared at her and she soon stopped. "Didn't really keep count." She shrugged.

"How many people have you killed?" He asked.

"None... Yet..." She rolled her eyes.

"Why?" He asked.

"Never needed to." She shrugged.

"You can stay, but I just wanna let you know now that if you Try anything at all, I will not hesitate to send a bullet through your brain." Rick said, stepping closer to her.

"Rick, back off." I said. He looked back and walked away a bit.

"No need to worry, sir. I know what it's like to have Someone taken away for you, I wouldn't do that to y'all. You guys seem nice enough." She smiled.

"Welcome to the group." I smiled, breaking the tension. She looked at me and smiled.

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"Okay,okay. Favourite bands?" I asked.

"Okay, um... Pierce The Veil, The 1975, panic! At the disco, and I really liked five seconds of summer." Rosalyn said. "How bout you?" She asked.

"Yea, all the same, basically, just add artic monkeys and that's all." I laughed.

"Favourite Shows?" She asked.

"American Horror Story, no doubt... And Lost." I said.

"No way!" She said.

"What?" I asked. She took her sweater off from around her waist and showed it to me. It read: 'normal people scare me.'

"Wow." I laughed.

"What are you two talking about?" Damien walked up to us.

"Before." I said. He nodded. I saw him looking at the red-headed girl beside me. "God, Damien, stop. Go talk to Noah or something." I laughed. He nodded and slowly walked away.

"I see you staring." I said, wiggling my eyebrows. She quickly turned to face me, grasping into her gold pocket watch necklace.

"Nah." She shook her head, her red bangs moving from side to side.

"Tell me, what's up with that necklace?" I asked, looking at every detail on the gold item.

"Uh...it was my mother's..." She said. I nodded, leaving it at that.

"What about you? That's a real pretty locket. Any reasoning behind it?" He asked.

"Uh... Yea." I said, not remembering when I put it back on. I opened it up and smiled at the pictures. I showed it to her. "Carl gave it to me a year or so ago..." I smiled. She smirked,

"Guessing he's your boyfriend?" She said. I nodded. "Seems like he's crazy about you. I mean, he's looking at you right now, smiling." She said.

"What?!" I said, spinning around to see Carl looking at me and smiling. The smile faded to a smirk.

"Hey." He said. His voice was really deep. When I first met him, his voice was so high and squeaky, and now... Wow.

I picked up one of Judith's crushed red plastic cups and threw it at him.

"Creep." I laughed.

"You actually look really.... Really nice for the apocalypse. You barely look dirty!" I said, looking at Rosalyn's clothes.

"I actually just washed them during that huge storm...and I've managed to hold onto this bracelet and necklace for quite some time..." She said, holding up her Pierce a the Veil bracelet. I laughed.

"And...I'm sorry for your loss..." She said out of the blue. I looked up at her, confused.

"What?" I asked,

"We've all lost someone. I know that that baby is ricks daughter and carls sister, but nobody here looks like her mom, therefore, she lost her mother, along with Carl, and rick lost his wife. You look a lot like that man, Daryl, over there. Your blue eyes give it all away. You've both lost someone, the same people, even. That lady with the short, short hair," she said, pointing to carol. "She's recently lost someone. You all have. I look around here and I see nothing but loss." She said, looking around the room.

"How do you know that?" I asked, shocked.

She shrugged. "You pick up a few things when you're going from group to group." She said.

I looked at her and nodded.

"Uh, yea... We've all recently lost a bunch of people... It's... It's hard." I said.

+++

"Dammit!" I heard someone curse under their breath. I opened my eyes and saw rick standing there. I sat up, tired.

"You okay, officer?" I asked. He looked at me.

"Okay, first; please don't call me officer. Second; I'm fine, and third; god, that hurt." He said, rubbing the back of his head. He must have hit it. I laughed.

"Why are you up so early?" I asked.

"I heard the door shut, came to see who it was." He said. I stood up, looking around.

"Where's Carl?" I asked. His face dropped.

"Shit..."

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Hey walkerbait!

okay so the next chapter should be good yay

And uh so this new girl seems pretty cool and mysterious idk sorry

I just wanted to see if I should add anyone in

And what would you guys do if I ended the book soon? Because I know exactly how the book will end, I just don't know when because I honestly love writing this book...

But, if I were to end this book soon, I could make another (and better) twd fanfic, I have some ideas for it.

Idk I'm thinking of ending The Archers Daughter soon, but like, idk, you'll see the ending soon I guess?

And I'm thinking of deleting my chandler fanfic what do you think? It's just so boring tbh and I don't like it oops😂🙊