Asia ran her fingers through her long red hair as she watched "Merle Dixon" pack up some supplies, Rick had forced her to go with him to keep a eye on him so he wouldn't go running back to the Governor. It's been days since his younger brother Daryl and the others had found him wandering around the forest, she had to admit she was a little worried about him despite all his racist slurs towards her ethnicity. He turned to face her with his bag full, he noticed her looking at his amputated hand. "What you staring at?" he said as he walked towards her making her snap out of it. "What?" she looked away trying not to make eye contact with the hillbilly biker who had a knife for a hand. "It's nothing..let's just go." She turned away and left the abandoned store with him, she got into the passenger side and closed the door as he too got on the driver's side. He started the car up and drove them back to the prison. Asia glanced at him in the corner of her eye, he wasn't acting like himself.. he was rather..quiet these past few days, unlike when they first met all those names he called her, T-Dog, Michonne, etc. "Merle.." she softly said as he sped the car up. "What is it..?" He looked at her with a irritated look on his middle aged face, it looked like he was about to spew a series of racism her way.
"You haven't been..talking lately. Is something wrong?" Her big brown eyes eyed him up and down as he looked back at the road. "I'm fine." his redneck voice darkened Asia could tell he was tensed out with all that has happened to him, everyone at the camp disliked him (except for Daryl and her sometimes) And now the Governor was gonna kill him.. Merle's life was falling before his eyes and he couldn't stop it. "Merle, look.. I know we got off on the wrong foot..but I care about you okay?" She wanted to touch his cheek but she was unsure about what he would do to her if she did. Merle kept quiet like he was ignoring her or something. "You don't have to believe me..but I'm telling the truth. You can call me all the racist names but that won't change how I feel." He could feel his chest tighten as her words entered his mind he almost felt a smile form on his stern face. *Does she mean it?* he wondered as they pulled up to the prison, he parked the beat up car behind the trees then they both got out with the supplies and entered the prison from the main gate. "We're back you guys." Carl ran up to her and gave her a tight hug, Asia handed the bags to Rick who was reloading his colt python magnum. "Was it crowded?" He asked as he put the supplies on the old table, rummaging through it.
"No, there were a couple walkers there. Not too many you can't handle." She sat down on the ground beside Hershal and Carl and stretched her worn out legs. Merle headed back to his cell without saying a word to anyone. Daryl nudged her on the arm "What's up with him?" Asia wanted to tell him but he would get worried. "Nothing, he's just not in the mood." "Merle not in the mood? That's hard to believe." He got up from his seat and left the building to get some fresh air, Asia couldn't help but think about Merle..he looked so miserable it hurt her inside, she thought to herself as she wiped the sweat from her forehead and retracted her legs into a criss cross position. *How much has damaged that man?* "Merle's point of view" He sat down on the cool blanket that was on the old cell bed, he gently removed the bladed amputee putting it beside him. The demons began to swarm around his thoughts disturbing his plans of taking down the governor..if he did take him down would the demons stop? Or will they just torment him till he died? He let out a irritated sigh then layed down to try and get rest his aching body and mind. 'The next morning he was awoken by a soft hand against his shoulder, he looked over and saw Asia standing in front of him with a microwave burrito in his face, a dim smile was on her face as she held the burrito down.' "Sorry to bother you but I brought you some breakfast nice and hot." She held it back up as he slowly layed up from his pillow and stretched his still sleepy bones then slowly reached for it. After he bit into the soft, crunchy, meaty burrito she sat down on the hard ground with her head down low, her long red hair was in tight pigtails that drapped over her shoulders like red silk curtains. Merle's sleepy eyes lingered at the 19 year old in front of him as he nibbled the almost gone food. "Why do you care?" He said coldly in between swallows
"Look, I know you hate me cause I'm black.. and you think we only care about ourselves and ourselves only..but ever since you came back.. you've been acting strange lately." He put down the burrito and crossed his arms "And your point is?" He gave her a stern look that he always gave everyone else, she took a deep breath reaching up and touched his cheek. "Daryl's not the only one who cares about you.. I do too."
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