New Story Time.
Hey guys, so I've finished Starting Over and started writing this one, hope you all like it.
So this takes place no ZA, it's AU, and Carol has shoulder length auburn curly hair. If you need a visual Google "Melissa Mcbride long hair" so yea, hope ya like it.
So in this, carol is 26.
Daryl is 30.
Carol left Ed 9 months ago and went to live with Andrea and Michonne. She met Daryl attempting to just hook up, but it turned into much more, that is until he was deployed over seas and the short relationship came to an end.
overall disclaimer, i dont own these characters or anything, that's all AMC or Kirkman.
also, smut warning for pretty much every chapter.
He pushed her up against the tan wall of the ranch they had just barged into, it was his. Kissing her furiously he moved his hand from the base of her neck to her breast and squeezed gently. Getting a moan from her he squeezed harder and pushed into her further.
"B-bedroom" she panted out.
He lifted her, her thin legs wrapping around his torso and her auburn locks falling in his face as he kissed her again and carried her to his bed.
Letting her plop down on the mattress he began to take off his clothes, first his shirt, then his worn jeans and boots, while she threw her shirt and short jean skirt off the bed.
"I don't..." He panted kissing her once again. "...Got a condom"
"I... Don't care... Just... Please..."
He nodded and slowly kissed his way down to the edge of her panties, pulling them down before lining himself up to her entrance.
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Michonne woke to the sound of heaving coming from the next room. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, looking over at the clock she saw it was only 6:45 am.
She heard it again, someone throwing up, so it was either Andrea or Carol, her room mates. She pulled herself from the bed and silently walked to the bathroom door. She knew it was Carol, she'd been throwing up every morning for almost a week now, but this was the first time it had woken Michonne, she'd always just heard about it after the fact.
"Carol honey..."
Silence then another dry heave, with nothing left to throw up.
"Hun, can I come in?"
It was quiet until she heard the door click like it was being unlocked and a faint "mhm".
Michonne stepped into the bathroom and found Carol curled up in a ball, her face pale and sweating.
"Oh Carol... Come on sweetie... Let's get'cha back to bed"
"I'm not sick..." She moaned as she stood.
"I know" Michonne answered matter of factly. She knew of the one night stand, turned to almost relationship, Carol had partaken in two months ago, she knew the man,
Daryl Dixon, wealthy ranch owner, and army captain, but he wasn't around anymore, fighting over seas.
"I can't do this..." Carol said, tears welling up in her eyes. Carol was 26, 9 months ago she had gotten out of a horribly abusive marriage and gone to live with Andrea and Michonne. Ed had done things to her that she never even imagined possible, raped her, beaten her to the point of multiple hospital visits, scared her with horrid raised angry lines, yet that night with daryl, he made her feel so beautiful. While their night had started off a heated rushed fuck, it turned into a slowly passionate love making night, he'd traced every one of her scars with his lips and she did the same for him.
"Have you written him yet?" Michonne broke her from her thoughts handing her a glass of cold water.
"Michonne I'm not even sure yet..." She whispered and then took a small sip.
"Well, i will go to the store now and get you a test. You wait here. And, I don't know, google the way that you write to him, ok?"
Satisfied with carols nod, Michonne picked up her keys and pulled on her boots, pulled her long dreads into a hair-tie and walked out the door.
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"Carol! I'm back!" Michonne called as she walked back into the house, she pushed the door shut and locked it again.
"I'm in my room!" She heard Carol call back.
Skipping steps she walked into carols bedroom and saw her sitting in her bed, laptop on her lap, very intently reading something.
"Whatcha lookin at?" She asked, plopping down next to her, and throwing the bag down as well.
"How you mail an army captain" she said, then looked up as the bag hit the bed.
"I'll keep looking, you go take that test"
Carol sighed and stood up from the bed, grabbing the bag and heading into the bathroom. She pulled down her pants and sat on the toilet, opening the box she pulled out the little white stick and peed on it, setting it down on the counter she finished as washed her hands, leaving it to sit while she got dressed for the day.
When she walked back into her room she found Michonne still sitting on her bed, looking at something on the laptop.
"Positive or negative?"
"We have to wait five minutes, I'm going to get dressed, it'll be done soon"
She nodded and went back to whatever she was doing on the computer.
Carol moved to her dresser and pulled out a jean skirt, the same one she's worn that night.
The morning after hadn't been awkward in the least, it was cute, she stood up from the bed and looked over at him, he was still fast asleep, she smiled, he was so cute in his sleep, he looked peaceful. She leaned in and kissed the top of his forehead and started pulled on her clothes. She gasped when she felt strong arms around her waist pulling her into bed.
"Where ya think yer goin?" His gruff voice said into the nape of her neck.
She giggled and turned around to face him.
"I gotta get home..." She moaned when she felt his hands move to massage her breasts. "Michonne and Andrea... They'll be looking for me... Think I got hur- oh!" She gasped through her sentence when he stuck his hand under her skirt and started rubbing her clit.
"Call em... While I'm doing this... Tell me yer alright, anonymous asshole I don't know yet ain't gotcha"
"What?"
"The asshole that marked ya up" he said.
"I was hoping you'd forget those..."
"Are ya gonna forget mine?"
She shook her head, she wasn't going to lie and say she would, because she wouldn't be able to.
"See, I ain't gonna make ya tell me, but I will tell ya, my daddy did mine"
"M-my ex-husband... But I should really call them..." He nodded, pulling his hand from her skirt as she called.
She stuffed the skirt back into the drawer and pulled out some black shorts, and a t-shirt and headed to the bathroom.
When she got into the bathroom she shut the door and pulled off her pajamas and pulled on the t-shirt and black shorts. When she was done she brushed back her curls into a pony tail. Then hesitantly looked down at the test.
Two pink lines.
She shook her head and walked back into her bedroom.
"Ya figure out how to mail him yet?"
Reviews keep me writing, hope ya like it, please tell me what you think.
XOXO Aj