Chapter 1 - The Hit

Well here we go another story co-written between me and MyReedusRemedy -DerpPaws. Our first ever A/U story! This one was based on a song I recently heard for the first time, hit the wall by Danny O'Donoghue, after I heard it just had to make a Caryl story from it. Check out our other stories on her/my page if you want, they're all Walking Dead and Caryl stories. Hope you enjoy, please read and review.

Disclaimer - Unfortunately we do not own The Walking Dead or Danny O'Donoghue or his songs.

Warning - Small description of physical abuse at the beginning and mention of it through out.


Carol recoiled as his fist slammed into her face sending her back against the wall. She knew Ed had anger issues, he liked to throw things and punch the wall but he'd never hit her before, before today that was. She looked over at her five year old daughter still sitting at the dinner table, tiny tears trailing down her cheeks.

She wasn't even sure what had really made him angry this time, she knew he was coming home from work early today so she'd decided to make lunch for him. Apparently it was her mistake to cook him lunch if she hadn't gone to the store to buy him what he'd wanted to eat or gone to get the type of ketchup and beer he liked.

She watched as he stormed from the house claiming to be heading off for a drink so he could calm down.

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl sighed as he looked around the bar. He was real lucky his brothers friend was the boss of this place because now he got the job of a bartender for the Drink & Beat Bar. Merle had been locked up in the jail recently for a thirty day turn and would be out next week so it was a good thing he was doing good with the money. He would need it since his brother wouldn't pay for the shit.

-Hit The Wall-

Carol grabbed Sophia up in her arms, cradling the little girl to her chest as she moved up the stairs. She stepped into her bedroom, finally putting the girl down to play with her teddys. She sat down at the dressing table examining the bruise, she took out her make-up carefully applying it to cover it all up.

Putting on her makeup
Shes careful to choose
Just the right color
To cover the bruise
She wants to keep it a secret
But her eyes tell it all, yeah they tell it all
And everyone will see it
That this time he didn't hit the wall

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl looked around at the some-what empty bar. There were a few drunk men dancing with a pair of perky looking sluts who eyes showed that they were horny as fuck and quiet drunk themselves. They would stumble over sometimes and ask...no demand for a shot and sometimes the women would sit there and push up their tits or lean down on purpose as they never did wear bras to this shack but it didn't trigger anything to him, never made him hard or drooling. He wouldn't try to 'woo' them or ask if they wanted to come to his place instead he just handed them what they wanted without another word, making sure to get payment in the end.

At the end of this day, he would have worked here for a whole fucking month. All he had to do was make it through the rest of the day but Charlie, the night shift bartender, fell down his stairs at his house and broke his ankle bad enough that he had to stay in the hospital for a few days and might need surgery so Daryl had been asked to take night shift for him. So now the Dixon stood here, frowning because he knew the hardness and hell a night shifter got since after 8 pm was when the fools and idiots came out to get shitfaced drunk and start fights. This was his first time doing night shift and Charlie warned him of the hardship of it and his words didn't please the Dixon at all. Daryl only stopped three fights in this past months, two of which were drunk men fighting over a lady at noon and one was two drunk women going at it during noon as well. He never really had much to do other than give alcohol to the drunks since there was someone else to clean up messes and spills.

-Hit The Wall-

Carol finished applying her make-up and just stared at herself in the mirror for five minutes. She couldn't believe he had hit her, he'd actually hit her. She needed to go, what if he hit her again, what if he tried to hurt Sophia. She picked the little girl up in her arms, "It's going be okay Soph, I'm going to keep us safe."

Tonight when he comes home
He'll be on he's own
All it took was once
And now she's picked and gone
Better off alone
Tonight he can go and break
All he wants to break
But it won't be her
Cause there's one thing she won't take
She wasn't made to crawl
Tonight
He can only hit the wall

Carol took Sophia with her walking into the little girls bedroom and packing a bag with all of her favorite and most precious things.

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl looked up as the broken bell softly ran and a man grumbled as he stomped in, his fists clenched and his face set hard. He knew this man, he was the one that came in a lot during his work breaks to just take drinks but he didn't know his name or even talk to him, just saw him in the corner. He usually just sat there for a while before getting up fast and leaving with a slam.

The man walked up to him and gritted his teeth, "Got any Old Parr Scotch Whiskey at this shit house?"

Daryl glanced behind him at the row of alcohol and nodded swiftly, "Yes. 'Bout a bottle left."

The man narrowed his eyes and huffed, "You from the south redneck? This is Atlanta, what brings you here anyways douchie?"

-Hit The Wall-

Carol finished packing up Sophia's things and started on her own, she'd decided that she would go stay at a hotel for the night after she'd found some money stashed away in a drawer that she hadn't even known about. She packed all the bags into the car, putting Sophia in her car seat then she sat staring at her hands gripping the wheel.

"Momma, we going?" Sophia spoke up looking at her mother with her bright blue eyes.

"Yeah, sweetie. We're going on a little trip." Carol said as she pulled the car out of the driveway heading to the hotel on the outskirts of town, it was a nice place and she planned on using the money that Ed had hidden from her. It wasn't a lot of money but it would be enough for them to get a room for a couple of nights.

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl ignored what the man said as he got the whiskey bottle out and poured him a shot. He slid it to the man and he took it with a grunt. Once he finished the shot like an idiot, he stared at him, "Name's Ed Peletier. Yours?"

Daryl didn't answer, instead he got the man another drink and just looked at him.

-Hit The Wall-

Carol pulled into the hotel, parking her car, she got out leaving the bags in the trunk for now while she got Sophia out.

She walked into the hotel room that they would be staying in for at least the night, it was a nice little room with a big double bed that she and Sophia could share. Her mind was going crazy now though, wondering about what Ed would do when he got home to find them gone.

-Hit The Wall-

Ed growled as he finished his drink. He threw the shot glass at Daryl and it hit him on his temple with a clank as the glass broke and fell to the ground. His hand went to his head on instinct as blood rolled from his temple, he hissed as his fingers touched the cut and it burned with raging agony. He glared at the man, gritting his teeth to hold back his anger, "Ya best get out. Ya ain't allowed here no more."

Ed just scoffed and stomped off, leaving the place with a slam as his drunk form stumbled down the street, pissed.

-Hit The Wall-

Carol sighed as she bathed Sophia getting her ready for a nap, tonight they would stay here but tomorrow she knew she'd have to find somewhere else to stay. Maybe if she could find somewhere cheap to rent, then she'd need to look for a part-time job so she could earn a bit of money for them. Carol knew without a doubt she couldn't go back to Ed, if he hit her once he could do it again, she couldn't live like that. It would be better this way.

Tonight when he comes home
He'll be on he's own
All it took was once
And now she's picked and gone
Better off alone
Tonight he can go and break
All he wants to break
But it won't be her
Cause there's one thing she won't take
She wasn't made to crawl
Tonight

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl sighed and took a rag from the desk and wiped at his head. He groaned and took a bandage from the First Aid Kit that was under the counter. It was used for times like this and this was his first time using it. He quickly put on the bandage and sighed, he knew it would need stitches but no way was he going to a hospital.

Daryl sighed as two snotty bitches walked in and looked him up and down, not even minding the injury on his temple. They walked over, making sure to sway their hips hard and make their boobs bounce as they approached him, grins on their faces. Oh, this was great.

-Hit The Wall-

Carol tucked Sophia into the middle of the double bed and sat with her reading a story, all the while wondering if Ed had gotten home to notice that they were both missing yet.

Carol stroked her little girls hair as she fell asleep then moved careful not to wake her as she put the book away. She was doing it all for her little girl and she just hoped that it would all be okay. She ran to get her phone as it rang before the noise woke Sophia up, she sighed looking at the caller Id, it was Ed, this was not good at all.

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl nodded to the women as they looked him over when they were closer. The blonde one grinned, "What we got here?"

The one that looked older, red haired smirked, "Hey there handsome, got a girlfriend?"

Daryl looked between them, not giving them any interest as he spoke, "What do ya want?"

The redhead grinned, "You baby, come on. You got a office in the back."

Daryl shook his head, "What drink do ya want?"

The blonde frowned, "You too pussy for us redneck?"

Daryl didn't say anything, instead spoke firm and stern, "Ya either order a drink or leave."

-Hit The Wall-

Carol leaned against the wall as she whispered into the phone, "Hello Ed."

"Where the fuck are ya?" Ed spat into the phone as he walked through the empty house, spotting the dishes from lunch still on the table, "Why ain't ya cleaned up?"

Carol spoke softly, "You hit me so I left, Ed."

"I didn't mean ta, I'm sorry, come home." Ed spoke, his tone the same as before barely showing any remorse.

"No Ed." Carol spoke clearly trying to remain quiet so that Sophia didn't wake up.

He told her he was sorry
And never again
But it was over by then
She wants to keep it a secret
But her eyes tell it all, yeah they tell it all
And everyone will see it
That his time he didn't hit the wall

"I said I'm sorry, where are ya?" Ed asked receiving silence in return.

-Hit The Wall-

The redhead huffed, "Whatever douchie. We don't want your shit!" She nudged her friend, "Come on, let's go."

Together the two bitches left and he didn't even watch them go. He was doing his job.

Daryl sighed and leaned against the counter, why couldn't someone else take night-shift? This was fucking hell and the party hadn't yet started.

-Hit The Wall-

"Carol! Come home now and we'll forget about this, just come home." Ed pleaded down the phone but Carol didn't answer, her eyes glued on the sleeping form of her daughter.

Tonight when he comes home
He'll be on he's own
All it took was once
And now she's picked and gone
Better off alone
Tonight he can go and break
All he wants to break
But it won't be her
Cause there's one thing she won't take
She wasn't made to crawl
Tonight
He can only hit the wall

"CAROL!" Ed screamed down the phone and she simply replied with a "No." before hanging up the phone and climbing onto the bed behind Sophia.

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl sighed and looked at the clock, nowhere near five and no one offering to take his fucked up shift.

Daryl looked at the clock again, not a minute passed and he found himself pacing behind the counter of an empty bar.

Daryl glanced at the clock. Ten minutes had passed since he started pacing and now it around 3pm so hopefully someone would be nice enough to take the fucking night shift for him. His head hurt and he needed to see what damage was brought to his head.

-Hit The Wall-

Carol snuggled her little girl to her chest as she slept, hoping that Ed wouldn't find them, at least not yet. She just needed a chance to get away to start a new life for her and Sophia.

Carol ignored the call for the fourth time, it was Ed each time and each time she'd refused to answer and talk to him. With a sigh she sat back down on the bed, she knew she could probably do something about him if she called the cops. Then she could get a restraining order or something so he wouldn't be able to keep harassing her but she didn't want everyone to know about it, know what a failure she was at her marriage, at her life in general. She decided she would just turn the phone off, then he couldn't bother her anymore.

She wants to keep it a secret
But her eyes tell it all, yeah they tell it all

She started thinking instead about what type of job she could get. She would need one that had reasonable hours so she could work while Sophia was at school. Also one that didn't require too many qualifications, she'd never made it to college because she'd married Ed, what a stupid mistake that seemed like now.

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl looked at the clock, people were starting to pack the place. They were loud and obnoxious, laughing and yelling. The women were showing off their shit and dancing like idiots at some strip club or like they were pro pole dancers.

Daryl sighed as men ordered drinks and women tried to flirt with him, only being turned down.

Daryl growled as a fight started to break out between two drunk idiots. He sighed and watched, hoping it didn't get too far so he didn't have to stop anything.

Daryl was glad that the fighting stopped and was even more glad when his boss came in and relieved him, saying he would take the rest of the shift. Daryl was almost singing as he practically ran from the bar, heading straight for home.

-Hit The Wall-

Carol thought maybe she could get a job in a bar or as a waitress somewhere, then it would work on shifts and she could arrange it so that she would still be there to watch Sophia. She smiled down at the little girl as she stirred in her sleep, she made it all worth it. She'd suffer though Ed's endless calls and whatever else if it meant Sophia would be okay.

Carol thought about it, bar work would be okay if she could get a day shift. She'd done some bar work before for about a year when she'd been saving up for college, that she hadn't actually gotten to go to. She knew there was a bar not too far from here, maybe tomorrow she'd go see if they have any jobs available.

She sighed as she laid down, she was exhausted and just need to sleep. Tomorrow after she dropped Sophia off at school, she'd go check out that bar, if her and Sophia were going to make it by on their own they'd need money.

Carol let sleep take her but she knew it wouldn't be a long or restful sleep, she had too much on her mind with Ed, a job, a place to stay, it was all too much.

-Hit The Wall-

Daryl walked down the road, making his way to his house. It was a shitty place and the bar was close enough to just walk to and from so what the hell, right? He sighed and started to pick up pace, wanting to just get home and sleep.

Daryl walked up the steps to his house and opened the door, closing and locking it behind him. He instantly went to the bathroom and took off the bandage. It wasn't too bad but bad enough to piss him off. He cleaned it up, happy it stopped bleeding and slowly walked into his bedroom. He sighed in happiness at the sight of his bed and instead of changing into different clothes, he just plopped down on the mattress and fell into a deep restful sleep, contented with the days events.