• "Y'know, ya best be grateful for havin' a pretty face, or else I already would've killed ya by now."



    He only had one fucking purpose in his life: survive, so he could protect his brother.
    But surviving ain't easy,—neither is dying.
    Merle amputates his hand in order to escape, but his situation becomes from bad to worse due to his bloodloss.
    However, he suddenly he gets help from an unknown person.
    But the one question that truly matters is, friend or enemy?



    *The Walking Dead // Fanfiction
    *Based on the storyline from the TV show, starting from episode 'Guts'
    *Written in Dutch, spoken in English
    *Eventual Daryl x OC
    *POV Merle and OC


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    [ bericht aangepast op 8 feb 2014 - 18:51 ]


    "like i'd follow you around like a dog that needs water."

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    "like i'd follow you around like a dog that needs water."