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"the last apple" daryl x reader

summary: after years of fighting for your life and running home to home, your story finally ends and you say goodbye.

cw: angst, blood, death, typical twd stuff

note: this is my first writing! though i primarily speak english, i struggle with grammar sometimes. i hope you all enjoy and support me! please leave requests, i'd love to write more!

it'd be a lie if you said you weren't afraid of death. everytime you went out there, you were afraid.

you planted a tree with the love of your life about 8 years ago, an apple tree. a few apples grew from here and there. your tree wasnt perfect, but it was yours.

you knew you were going to die, you knew. but you refused to believe that you could die when you were so in love, when you were as happy as you could've been in this shitty world.

your body laid on the road, in a pool of your dark red blood. the sun made the blood all over you glisten as you just laid there. you tried so hard to move. so hard to stay alive. so hard to be there for daryl because you knew for a fact that you didnt want to leave him.

you couldn't do anything in the state that you were in. pain emerged from your injuries and you wanted it to stop. you were suffering, and the only thing you could've done was tremble in pain, fear and sadness.

who the hell were they to take away your life? you were so angry. so desperate to stay alive, but no matter how hard you fought, in the end, you lost.

as your limited time begins to pass, you can't help but cry. tears fell for daryl, for your family back at alexandria, hilltop, oceanside, commonwealth. tears fell for your family that never made it through this, or before this. tears fell for you, because you were angry.

all you wanted to do was see everyone, one last time. you knew you'd never see them again, and it killed you. you laid on the road in a pool of your own blood, gasping and crying, trembling and whimpering.

you'd die there with no one, when all you wanted to see was everyone.

you knew you had a few seconds left. your vision blurring, your hearing fading away. but you could hear footsteps. you tried to look as best as you could. the only thing you could make out was a figure that you knew was daryl. you tried your best to smile, but you cried.

that was it for you. your body laid on the ground lifeless. daryl screamed, cursing out loud. he cried, holding you, wishing he was there when he was supposed to.

he'd kiss you one last time, crying and talking to you as you just laid there. he gently made sure you didnt come back as a walker. he was trembling, and he was mourning you.

he'd bring you back in his own two arms, cleaning you up before you were placed in a casket. he'd place your favourite photo of the two of you in there with you, so you wouldn't have to be alone like you were before. he'd bury you himself, just beneath the apple tree that you two grew together.

he'd sit there, crying for you, wishing that your death wasn't real. he'd tell you about how much he loved you, and how much he wished he could hold you.

and after all that, was when the last apple had fell.

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