Beth Greene, Hershel's youngest daughter, Maggie's little sister and she's thought she loved, and lost-- and lost and lost. Sometimes, it feels like that's all they have left anymore. Constant crushing loss. Every step forward, puts them in a path for more pain and loss.
She misses the days when things were more simple. Before the dead started walking, and just about everyone she's ever known was lost. And now... She lost one of the most important things left, the one thing--
Beth sniffles and wipes her eyes with a little shuddering sigh.
Sitting on a rocky outcropping and just stares off into the distance. The mountains are beautiful, she thinks her Daddy would have liked to see them, and without warning she sobs, and finds herself really crying again.
It was awful. Trapped behind that fence like that... not able to help-- or do anything. Stuck up there in the 'safety' of their false fortress while she watched. How do you come back from that?
He didn't deserve that...
He did everything he could to help everyone around him. He was a good man. A GOOD man... And what did it get him in this world? It wasn't fair. Rick was wrong, they couldn't have made it work. And see, the thing is... he and her Daddy would have tried and by the time they both knew what was happening....
It would have been too late.
Beth sighs... petting the tiny ball of fluff in her lap when it mewls at her. It's funny how this world works, what it does to you. How it changes people.
"I miss my Daddy, Daryl." And added a beat later. "And Maggie."
The fluffy and somehow scruffy rough looking scrappy little kitten looks up at her with a rather dubious-- or more likely bored expression. He reminds her of the rough cut crossbow wielding 'tough guy', who was probably better with Judith than she was. So the name fits.
Even if there's a nagging little tickle in the back of her head that says there is something a little weird about all of this, she figures as long as there aren't Walkers she's safe, and if she's not safe-- than God has graced her with at least a gorgeous view to spend eternity watching. "I wish he could be here to see this."
Beth Greene || The Walking Dead (Season 4 So here there be spoilers...)
She misses the days when things were more simple. Before the dead started walking, and just about everyone she's ever known was lost. And now... She lost one of the most important things left, the one thing--
Beth sniffles and wipes her eyes with a little shuddering sigh.
Sitting on a rocky outcropping and just stares off into the distance. The mountains are beautiful, she thinks her Daddy would have liked to see them, and without warning she sobs, and finds herself really crying again.
It was awful. Trapped behind that fence like that... not able to help-- or do anything. Stuck up there in the 'safety' of their false fortress while she watched. How do you come back from that?
He didn't deserve that...
He did everything he could to help everyone around him. He was a good man. A GOOD man... And what did it get him in this world? It wasn't fair. Rick was wrong, they couldn't have made it work. And see, the thing is... he and her Daddy would have tried and by the time they both knew what was happening....
It would have been too late.
Beth sighs... petting the tiny ball of fluff in her lap when it mewls at her. It's funny how this world works, what it does to you. How it changes people.
"I miss my Daddy, Daryl." And added a beat later. "And Maggie."
The fluffy and somehow scruffy rough looking scrappy little kitten looks up at her with a rather dubious-- or more likely bored expression. He reminds her of the rough cut crossbow wielding 'tough guy', who was probably better with Judith than she was. So the name fits.
Even if there's a nagging little tickle in the back of her head that says there is something a little weird about all of this, she figures as long as there aren't Walkers she's safe, and if she's not safe-- than God has graced her with at least a gorgeous view to spend eternity watching. "I wish he could be here to see this."