Chapter 1
It was a beautiful day in Georgia and I was in my Dodge Ram singing along with my CD. The song Bad Habbit by The Offspring began playing as I was stuck in traffic. "Hey man you know I'm really okay. The gun in my hand will tell you the same. When I'm in my car don't give me no crap, cause the slightest thing and I just might snap! Ohhh! When I go driving I stay in my lane, but getting cut off it makes me insane. Open the glovebox, reach inside. I'm gonna wreck this fuckers ride. I guess I got a bad habbit of blowin' away. I got a bad habbit and it ain't goin' away. Yeah, yeah. They say the road's a dangerous place, if you flip me off I'll get in your face." I sang along with the CD, when I got to the last part I noticed that the man in the truck beside me was grinning as he flipped me off. I began to laugh as I flipped him off back. Then the traffic died down and we both drove off our seperate ways.
One month later
It's been one month since me and the band moved to Georgia. It's been five days since the worlds gone to shit. I still can't get over what's happened. The dead coming back to life to eat the living, I used to watch movies about that kinda shit and now it's happening daily right before our eyes. It's fucked up. "We almost to the quarry? Should be safe there." I asked. "Yeah, almost." Jimmy replied. Jimmy was the singer for our band Sinner. He was quite attractive, he had long black hair and was pretty tall. He had that punk rocker look to him. "Thank God, figures when we become millionares the world goes to shit." Aaron said jokingly. Aaron was the gutair player. He had blonde hair that was pretty much the same style as Jimmies. "Yeah, figures.." I mumbled. Luke looked at me and smiled. he was the bass player. He had dark brown hair, but his was short in comparison to the others. "We're here, but there's erm..people." Jimmy said worriedly. "People?" I asked curiously. We all got out of our tour bus and walked towards them.
"Who the hell are you?" A man with a Southern accent asked us as he held his crossbow to Aarons head. "There's no need for that, I'm Emily, this is Jimmy, Luke and Aaron. We thought the quarry would be unnoccupied I'm sorry." I said calmly. Why the fuck would he just do that to Aaron? "You British or some shit?" He asked harshly as he put the weapon down. "Austrailian, just moved down here 'bout a month ago." I said in a dull voice. I'm not really in the mood for small talk. "Same shit." He muttered. "Well yes I suppose if you consider two places on completely different continents as well as completely different sides of the world the same thing then yes I suppose it is." I said sarcastically. "Keep your bitch on a leash." He said to Aaron. "Watch who you call a bitch you fuckin' redneck!" I said as I ran over to him and raised my fist ready to punch him in the face until I felt someones arms around me holding me back. I my head slightly to see Aaron. "Aaron fuckin let me go, this boys 'bout to get his teeth knocked down his throat." I said angrily. "Not infront of the children." Aaron said calmly. "There's children? Oh my God I'm so sorry I had no idea. I would have never said anything like that if I knew.." I said as I trailed off. "I know." Aaron whispered as he loosened his grip on me.
"Hey you guys are from that band Sinner, aren't you? The one with the really hot chick drummer." An Asian guy who looked to be about twenty said. "Well looks like we have a fan boys, a cute one at that." I said jokingly. I noticed his faces going eighty shades of red. "Emily, and you are?" I asked sweetly. "I'm Glenn, it's nice to meet you. I'm - I mean I was a huge fan." Glenn said sounding embarrassed. "Well its always nice to meet a fan Glenn. Mind if we set up camp here? We'll just be in our tour bus for the nights anyways." I asked sweetly. "That's not up to me, it's up to Shane." He said as everyone else joined us. After introductions I met Shane, Lori, Carl, Sophia, Ed, Carol, Jackie, T-Dog, Merle Dixon, Dale, Amy, Andrea, Jim, and learned the man with the crossbow was Daryl Dixon. "You look familiar." I said to Daryl after the introductions were done. He didn't say anything. "Do I know you from somewhere?" I asked. "You tryna pick me up or something? The 'don't I know ya from somehwere?' line usually doesn't work, sorry blondie." He said as he gave me a smile and a small chuckle. Wow he actually smiled at me. "Don't flatter yourself babe, I don't need pick up lines." I said as I gave him a playful wink and walked away. I could tell he was staring at my ass, I can always tell. I don't really care though, after being on tour with guys for nearly five years I've gotten used to it. Looking doesn't do any harm.
Daryl POV
Man this Emily chicks really hot, she's fucking crazy too. I like that, she don't take shit from no one. Hell she could probably even give Merle a run for his money. I felt something when she called me babe, I know she was just joking, but something about it gave me a weird feeling. It was good, but weird. A feeling I'm not used to. hell I've never felt anything like this for a girl and I've just met her. Sure I've fucked girls before, but the feelings didn't really go past that. From what Glenn said she was in the band Sinner. I've heard them before they're amazing, I've never seen what they look like or nothin' so I wouldn't have known without Glenn tellin' us. She's really talented, probably wouldn't want nothin' to do with me anyways.
About Three Weeks Later
"You ain't goin'!" Daryl said looking from me to Merle. Me and the band have gotten close to the Dixon boys over the past three weeks. Merle was a little crazy, but that's what I liked about him. "Aw, you worried about little ol' me? How sweet mate." I said playfully. Daryl just glared at me. "You ain't got nothin' to worry about baby brother, she's with me I'll take good care of her." Merle said jokingly in his Southern accent as he put an arm around my shoulders. I put an arm around his as well. "See? We'll be just fine!" I said happily. "Fine, just come back safe." He said as he turned around to storm off. "What? No hug babe?" I said playfully. To my surprise he turned back around and came over to give me a hug. When he hugged me he seemed awkward and tense at first, but after a second he relaxed. "You be safe mate." I whispered in his ear before we let go of eachother. "Fuckin' Aussie." He said as he smirked and walked away. "No love for Ol' Merle?" Merle said playfully to me. "Aw, well I love ya." I said playfully as I gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Now lets go." I said as I grabbed his arm and pulled him to the car. "Alright ready to go Em, you can ride with me, Merle and Aaron." Glenn said. "Alright thanks mate." I said as I smiled at him and got in the car. Merle, Glenn, Aaron, Jackie, T-Dog, Andrea and I were all going to Atlanta to get supplies.
When we got there Glenn ended up saving a cop. His name was Rick and he was rather attractive. He looked to be about ten years older than me and had brown hair. The only other guy I've been attracted to like this since the world ended has been Daryl, but I have no idea where that's going. He doesn't seem interested at all other than the occasional time I catch him checking me out or when he tells me to be safe. "I'm Emily and this is Aaron." I said sweetly as I smiled at him. "I'm Rick Grimes." He said as he reached his hand out to me. I took it and we shook. Then out of nowhere Andrea was shoving a gun in his face. I never realy liked Andrea, but now she's done it. "Andrea back the fuck off!" I all but screamed at her. "Dumb bitch." I muttered. She still held the gun in his face. "Andrea unless you want me to smack the shit outta you I suggest you put the weapon down." I said calmly. She then turned the gun on me. I looked at it and walked up to her, grabbed the gun and hit her in the face with it. "If you ever put a weapon on me again I will not hesitate to kill you, that's a direct threat to my life so I have the right to end yours. You hear me?" I asked her. She nodded as she wiped the blood from her face. "Dumb bitch left the safety on too." I muttered to myself. As I approached Rick again I whispered in his ear. "Don't worry, I wouldn't really kill the bitch. I'm just not a fan of having guns pointed at me, especially not by someone who's supposed to be on my side." He smiled and laughed. "I understand, you did what you had to." Then out of nowhere they heard gunshots coming from the roof. "Merle ya crazy son of a bitch.." I muttered. Rick looked at me questioningly.
Rick POV
Wow, Emily really is quite beautiful. She has long blonde hair, looks to be about 5'2 and has an amazing body. I shouldn't be thinking about this. I'm looking for my son ..my wife. How can I be thinking like this? There's something about her that makes her interesting, her personality. She's a good person, she shows no fear too. Stop it Rick you have a wife to find. Quit thinking about her. You should be focused on finding Lori and Carl. Stay focused Rick. I wonder who this Merle is, from the gunfire he seems unpredictable. I'll make sure to be careful around him.
Emily POV
"Merle ya crazy fucker, what the fuck ya thinkin' mate?" I asked him as I ran up the stairs on to the roof. "Hey baby, I'm just takin' out some walkers." He said jokingly. He was clearly coked out. "Merle you're fuckin' high, you told me you got rid of your shit." I said angrily. "I found some in my pocket, figured I'd get rid of this too." He said as he winked at me. I'm not in the mood for his shit right now. "Merle give me your shit. Now!" I said sternly. "You want a hit sweetheart?" He asked sounding very out of it. "Yeah that's it Merle, give me some." I said sarcastically. He handed it to me. "This all of it?" I asked. He nodded. I threw it off the roof. "Hey!" Merle yelled. "Daryls gonna be pissed when we get back, I'll let him deal with your dumb ass. Just drink some water and try to sober up mate." I said as I tried to calm down and help my friend. Remember Emily he's got an addiction, he can't help it. "Friend of yours?" Rick asked. "Yeah, me and his brother are really close, Merle and I too. He's a really good guy when he's not high. He's a crazy fucker, but a good guy. He's a different person when he's high though, unpredictable." I explained. Before I knew it Merle was yelling at T-Dog and beating the shit out of him. "Hey! Merle! Get the fuck off him mate!" I yelled. Then Rick hancuffed him to the roof before I even got a chance to run over and pull Merle off T-Dog. "Who the fuck are you?" I heard Merle ask. "Officer Friendly." Rick said sternly. "Rick uncuff him. Now." I said firmly. "He's a threat, we don't uncuff him 'till we're leaving." He explained. "No Rick, now. I'm not letting my friend get left behind." I said sternly. "Emily look at me." Rick said as he put both of his hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes. "I promise you we won't leave him, okay?" He calmly told me. I looked deep into his eyes. "Okay Rick.." I said quietly as tears came to my eyes. "Hey, don't worry." Rick said soothingly. I trust this man. "Okay Rick." I said calmly as we tried to figure out how to get out of here. His hands on my shoulders was so soothing, it felt so right. Kind of like when Daryl gave me that hug before I left. I miss Daryl.
Rick POV
As much of a threat as Merle is seeing how much compassion Emily has for him is what's controlling my decisions for him. I would never leave him cuffed to the roof, but when we got back to camp I'd probably try to get him to leave. Now I see that if I want Emily to stay I have to keep Merle around too. At that moment when I was looking into her beautiful green eyes I would have done anything to make her feel better. When she almost started crying that's when I knew that she sees something in this man that not many other people see. She mentioned Daryl being pissed, I wonder who he is. I'm sure she'll tell me if I ask, but I'm also sure I'll find out when we get back to camp. I need to focus on finding my wife and son though. I can't just leave them in a world like this without even trying.
Emily POV
"Okay me, Aaron, and T-Dog will go uncuff him." I said to Rick. "I'll be there to calm him and Aaron will be there for muscle incase I can't calm him right away." I explained when Rick gave me a questioning look. He nodded with approval. When we got up there T-Dog went to uncuff him and he fell and dropped the key down the drain. "You fucking moron!" I yelled. "Its okay Merle I'm staying, you guys go. I'll help Merle out of this and we'll find our way back. Just go." I told them. "No go!" All three of them said. "Merle no! I ain't leaving you." I cried. "My brother will kill me if I let ya stay, besides it ain't your fault. If anythin' he should stay." He said as he pointed at T-Dog. "You're right he should, but he's not. I am. I'll get you out mate." I said trying to sound calm. "No we gotta go mate, I'm sorry Merle. I'm so sorry. We'll come back for you, okay?" Aaron said sounding regretful. "Its okay buddy, ain't your fault. Just get her outta here and you better come back for me." He said calmly. "Merle I'm not leaving you." I said firmly. Before I knew it Aaron lifted me over his shoulder. "You fucker put me down!" I yelled. Aarons my friend so I would never hurt him, but I was seriously debating it just so he would put me down. "Merle, I'm so sorry! I'll be back for you mate!" I called out. "It's alright blondie, it ain't your fault!" He told me. Before I knew it we were in the back of a truck. I began to sob. "Wait where the fucks Glenn?" I asked sounding panicked. Glenn was one of my best friends at this camp and on numerous ocasions he told me I was his. "He's fine, he's just in another car ahead of us." Rick said calmly. After a moment of silence he spoke again. "I'm sorry, you were right. I should have uncuffed Merle." He said sounding full of regret. "Rick it's not your fault." I said as I glared at T-Dog. I'm not usually one to hold grudges, but when my friend can potentially die its hard not to. "It was an accident." He said. "Yeah, doesn't make you any less of a dumb ass." I said coldly.
"So tell me about this camp." Rick said breaking the tension. "Well its great there's lots of people. Lets see.. there's Lori, Carl and Shane. Carls a great kid, I'm always watching him so his mom can go fuck Shane though. I've gotten close with him, I swear I spend more time with the kid than she does." I said jokingly. This seemed to have gotten Ricks attention. "Lori and Carl? Do you know their last names? Or Shanes?" Rick asked sounding curious. "Shane's is Walsh, and I forget Lori and Carls. I think its Grime or Grimey." I said as I tried to remember. "Grimes?" Rick asked. "Yeah that's it, though I suppose now it should be Walsh seeing as all Lori does is fuck him. Man it'd be nice if she helped out once in a while." I said as I began to laugh. "Lori's..fucking Shane?" Rick asked sounding heartbroken. I don't know why he seemed so sad about it. "Yeah, she has been since at least the first night, why? And how did you know her and Carls last..oh." I said as I trailed off. I knew now. They were his wife and son. "Rick I'm so sorry." I said as I moved over to him and wrapped an arm around him. "It's ..fine. At least my boys okay." He said as he moved closer to me. "If you want I can kick her ass?" I asked jokingly trying to lighten the mood. "Nah, thanks though. If Carl like you we may as well keep it that way." Rick said jokingly. To my surprise he actually laughed and smiled at me.
Rick POV
I can't believe this, she didn't even wait at least a week or anything. Right from the first day, maybe even sooner. How the fuck could she do that? Did she even love me at all? I know things were rough before I was shot, but man.. what a whore. I can't believe this. Well at least I can have a shot with Emily now. I don't know how she did it, but she made me feel a lot better. It's surprising how the feel of her touch can be so comforting. When she put her arm around me everything felt so much bettter, like none of this bullshit was happening. I'm glad Carl likes her, really glad. I can't wait to see him, I miss him so much. Well here we are, finally back at camp ..