Thank you for taking your time to read my story. I'm new to the world of writing so I don't mind constructive criticism.
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Chapter 1.
Merle Dixon had always had a way with women. It could have been something to do with his boyish charm, his stunning blues eyes that held a mischievous glint too them or it could have just been the fact that Merle Dixon had the most skillful hands know to man. Whatever the reason women seemed to fall prey to the loud, crude redneck and the world going to hell didn't seem to change that fact.
Merle had arrived at the quarry a few months back with his baby brother Daryl. There had already been a few people camping out in the area but Merle had managed to use his silver tongue to work their way into the small group. As soon as they brothers had placed their tent in the camp Merle had started eyeing up the local women, most of them were married or already taken, and the rest seemed to keep their distance from the rough looking brothers. That hadn't deterred Merle at all; he set his sights on one of the women, Izzy Horvath. Daryl had pleaded with Merle not to start sleeping with her, as Izzy's uncle was one of the only members of the group that treated them like decent people, but Merle had ignored his brother's pleas.
Merle had walked up to Izzy like he owned the place, with his flirty little smirk spread across his face. He played with the ends of her jet black corkscrew curls and ran his fingers lightly over her tanned arms, making the woman giggle. It only took a few whispered words about how beautiful her eyes were and Izzy was in the woods on her knees giving Merle one of the best blow jobs of his life. Merle and Izzy's relationship had continued like this for the following months until few weeks ago. Izzy had started avoiding Merle like the plague, every time Merle approached her she would skilfully disappear like she was some sort of magician.
Merle was now leant against a tree smoking a cigarette watching Izzy talk to Glenn. The couple seemed pretty cosy, too cosy for Merle's liking. Glenn took a small crumpled note out of Izzy's hand and gave the woman a hug. "Probably the bitch's shopping list." Merle thought to himself. "The chink is set to go on a supply run soon."
Merle heard the sound of light footsteps approaching, he swivelled his head to see Daryl skulking towards him.
"Goin huntin." Daryl grunted. "Wanna come?"
Merle shook his head. "Nah ain't got time for it today." Merle took a final drag of his cigarette and stubbed it out on the tree. "Bigger fish to fry baby brother." Merle flicked the stubbed out cigarette into the ground.
Daryl gave a huff. He knew exactly what type of fish Merle was after. "Dunno why you're chasin after the damn bitch." Daryl had started to tire of his brother's relationship with Izzy. On more than one occasion Daryl had been ejected from their tent at an ungodly hour so the couple could screw around.
Merle pulled his body up straight, he was roughly the same height as his brother but when it came to muscle Merle had the lions share. "You better remember who your talkin too baby brother." Merle gave Daryl a small shove and then pointed his large finger in Daryl's face. "Or am I gonna have to knock ya teeth out to remind you?"
Daryl didn't fight back, he knew there was no point there wasn't a hope in hell Daryl would win a fight with his older brother. "Fine." Daryl replied. "I'll be back tomorrow."
Daryl looked down at the floor and then back to Merle, he squinted at his brother. Daryl wanted to tell his brother to stay safe but he knew Merle would more than likely kick his arse for saying such a girly thing, so instead Daryl just turned away and walked into the woods.
Merle kept his eyes glued on the woods until his brother's outline faded into the murky shadows. Merle looked back to the group. Izzy was now making her way towards the quarry with a load of dirty laundry. "Time to get me some." Merle muttered to himself.
Merle walked down to the quarry, Izzy was bent over sorting out the laundry in the basket. Merle grinned he loved her tight little butt and her long tanned legs, he felt a tightening in his pants as he watched the woman stooped over with her arse high in the air.
Merle made his way slowly towards Izzy. He kept his footsteps light, it was a trait he'd learnt whilst hunting, if Izzy couldn't hear him she wouldn't be able to scurry away. As he got close enough to her Merle wrapped his arms around Izzy's waist pulling her butt tight to his hips.
Izzy's body snapped up straight, a surprised yelp escaped her lips. "Merle."
Merle let his hands roam down to Izzy's thighs. "Who else you think it is baby." Merle nuzzled his face into Izzy's neck placing rough kisses all over her delicate swan like neck.
Izzy let her body melt into Merle's, her skin felt like it was on fire as his mouth and hands wandered over her body. It took a while for her brain to process the fact that she'd been trying to avoid this man for the last few weeks. Izzy pulled her body away from Merle.
"I have laundry." Izzy mumbled.
Izzy's reaction angered Merle; he grabbed her wrist and turned her to face him. "What's your fuckin problem woman?" Merle's tone was harsh and cold. "If you don't wanna fuck anymore just tell me. You ain't nothin specia.l I can get another woman to fuck me just as good."
Izzy bit her lip, she was cornered she had to tell Merle. "I'm pregnant." Izzy watched Merle's face twist into a look of shock and anger.
"What?How?" Merle let go of Izzy's wrist, her hand flopped down to her side. "You can't be serious, you should have been more careful." Merle's head started to spin.
Izzy brown eyes grew wide, she couldn't believe Merle was laying the blame at her door. Izzy pointed at Merle, she jabbed her finger roughly at him. "It took the two of us to make this baby. I'm not completely to blame." Izzy thumped Merle's chest. "Sometimes protection fails and sometimes high hillbillies refuse to wear anything. So how's it my fault?" Merle looked stunned by the rage pouring out of the woman, she thumped his chest again.
Merle grabbed Izzy's hand gently but firmly. "Are you sure? You may be wrong darlin'."
Izzy swallowed trying to ease the tightness in her throat. "Yes, I had Glenn get me a test and..."
"The chink?" Merle spat, he squeezed Izzy's hand only releasing it when she gave a high pitched yelp. "You told the fuckin chink about my kid before me."
Izzy rubbed her hand. "No, Glenn doesn't know it's yours, he just knows..."
"So you're ashamed to be carryin' my baby now are you?" Merle interrupted rudely. "Don't want no one to know you've been fuckin' a Dixon."
Izzy tried to move closer to Merle but he pulled away. "It's not like that. Merle please..." Izzy was almost crying now.
Merle rubbed his face; he didn't want to deal with this right now the world was hard enough without adding a baby into the mix. Merle needed to think, he wanted to get high. Merle looked at Izzy he wanted some form of comforting words to come out of his mouth, but for the first time in his life he was speechless. Merle just turned and walked away.
"Merle." Izzy called after Merle, pleading for him to turn around. "Merle please, we need to talk about this."
Merle ignored the woman's cries and made his way back to camp. Merle pushed passed Shane as he stormed towards his tent, Merle noticed Glenn standing with a few other members of the group. He wanted to go and punch the Korean man's teeth out, how dare Izzy tell him about his baby.
Merle walked towards the group his temper building with each step. "What's goin on here then?"
Glenn looked nervously at Merle. "I'm taking a group into the city."
Merle clenched his jaw; he mulled the words over in his head. A trip to the city is just what he needed, it would give Merle plenty of time to clear his head plus he could take all his anger out on any geeks dumb enough to cross his path.
"Well count me in, I'll just go get some stuff from my tent and be right with y'all." Merle walked off, he wasn't abandoning Izzy he just needed time to process the life changing news.
T-Dogg looked at Glenn. "Are you sure we should let him come?" T-Dogg felt uncomfortable in the older Dixon's presence.
Glenn looked at T-Dogg. "Well I'm not going to tell him to stay here. Are you?" There wasn't a single person that felt comfortable having Merle tagging along but then there wasn't a single member of the group willing to go up against Merle's volatile temper.
T-Dogg shook his head he didn't need to give Merle another reason to argue with him. Merle returned to the group, he was either unaware of the atmosphere he had caused in the small group or he just didn't care.
"Well let's move." Merle barked. "We're wasting daylight." Merle walked away from the camp, he'd make it up to Izzy and the unborn Dixon, and he wasn't going to be a deadbeat dad like his old man.