This is my first ever FanFiction story, i welcome any thoughts and criticism. But most of all i hope you enjoy this story.

A little Angst and Smut ahead!

Carols POV

Carol sat on the makeshift chair reading her book, her perch gave her an excellent view of the cell block they shared.

Her eyes were no longer on the romance novel she was trying to read but lingering over the handsome redneck she had become best friends with.

Daryl was having an animated conversation with Glenn, he was smiling and laughing.

This was a Daryl she didn't get to see much as he was always so guarded but lately he seemed more relaxed, she loved seeing him like this.

They knew they still had the treat of the governor hanging over them but it had been months and heard nothing so things had settled to a relaxed pace.

Carol's eye's watched Daryl's face, his blue eyes lit up as he smiled, those lips that she ached to touch with her own giving off a sexy slanted grin, he kept his head turned down so as not to make eye contact with anyone.

That was a point Carol was trying to press with Daryl, she was the only one he held eye contact with, she knew he had intimacy issues and she was trying to help him work through them.

Daryl closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall, his tongue slowly wetting his dry lips. Carol let out a quiet sigh and started biting at her lip, "He looks so good" she thought to herself.

Her eyes took in his muscular arms, she loved to watch them flex while he worked all sweaty and ripped.

She wondered to herself what his chest was like, she had only ever had a glimpse as even in the hot sun he never took off his shirt.

Her gaze wandered to his jeans, "What wonders are under hidden under them" she thought. She knew he had a fine ass, she always zeroed in on that when he bent over.

But the bulge he had at the front did not go unnoticed by her eyes, she knew what he had would be impressive "Get a grip on yourself Carol" she tried to get her thoughts reigned in.

She had been thinking of him sexually for as long as she could remember, he was her secret fantasy, the man of her dreams.

She would go to bed at night with thoughts of longing in her head, which helped when she took matters into her own hands and sought out a release.

She hadn't realized she had sat the book in her lap and was now just outright drooling over him, Daryl must have felt her eyes on him because he turned his head and looked right into her eyes.

Looking at her he gave her a shy smile, Carol gasped and blushed furiously knowing he had caught her staring but smiled back lamely anyway.

Feeling foolish she quickly stood up then she stretched and collected her things "I'll see you all later, I'm off for my shower".

She gave him one last smile and hurried off.

Stopping at her cell she picked up the items she needed to shower then hurried off to the shower block.

Unaware that she had been followed and a pair of piercing blue eyes were watching her every move from the shadows, Carol checked the shower room and satisfied that she was alone she got undressed at the lockers and wrapped a towel round her body.

She walked over to the shower and turned on the spray, hanging her towel on a hook she slid the plastic curtain round her and stepped into the water.

Her mind was on one thing only while she washed, Daryl. Soaping up her skin she thought of his body, trying to picture him naked standing before her.

Closing her eye's she imagined him stepping in the shower with her, moving behind her his hands grabbing at her waist, his mouth brushing her cheek then finding her neck biting and kissing her skin.

She ran her hands over her breasts pinching at one of her nipples, letting out a soft moan she continued with her fantasy.

Dropping the soap and letting the other hand slide downwards over her stomach she bit her lip, she thought of Daryl's large calloused hands, the image of him parting her wet folds she moved her hand on its journey.

Carol had to lean against the wall for support, when she inserted a finger into her core her legs felt weak.

She needed this release, this was a lot of pent-up frustration.

Moving her thumb in circles over her clit, the bud of nerves which had been aching with need sprang to life and a hot wave of satisfaction washed over her.

She pictured his face, those beautiful blue eye's "yes...Daryl" she softly cried out his name.

Tweaking her nipple with one hand and stroking herself with the other she could feel the build-up of pleasure work its way to the surface.

His eyes, all she could see in her mind were his eyes when her release came.

Those beautiful blue orbs looking into her soul while the rush of feeling took over her body.

Crying out his name once more, Carol sagged back against the wall.

Her legs were trembling, panting hard she gave herself a minute to come down off of her high, she loved getting off thinking about him as it used to take an eternity when it was just her and her old vibrator.

Now she had the perfect man to think about.

Standing up straight and taking a deep breath, steadying herself she reached round to turn off the spray and grabbed her towel.

Walking out of the shower stall she headed for the lockers. Sitting on one of the benches she went thru her items, her mind wandering back to Daryl.

How much closer they had become, how they could just chat into the night or sit in a comfortable silence, how much he had done for her, that feeling of security that she got while she was with him.

How he had saved her life so many times over, how he protected her without any thought for himself.

She knew she was in love with him, she smiled sadly, she couldn't lie to herself anymore.

When the realization of her feelings had hit her she wasn't surprised, if she was going to love anyone she knew it would be him.

He was honorable, selfless and cared more for their safety than anyone else in the group.

She knew it was all one-sided that he didn't feel for her what she felt for him, and she was fine with that, well she thought she was fine with it.

Lately when she saw him talking to any of the other women she was being eaten up with Jealousy, and as much as she was trying to control her emotions it was hard.

She knew nothing was going on with Daryl and any other woman, she knew he spent every spare second he had either hunting or in his cell.

She had noticed that he seemed to stay close by her side at meal times and any of the council meetings, he had also been stopping by her cell more often but she just put that down to their close friendship.

They got each other, they both had similar pasts.

She'd love for them to be more but knew it wouldn't happen.

He deserved more, he needed someone younger, she was also sure he'd find her body unappealing.

She thought about some of the younger girls in the prison, with their tight little waists, their breasts that stood to attention, their perfect little bottoms and their scar free bodies.

Taking a deep shuddering breath at that thought, and eyeing the full length mirror across for where she sat she stood up.

Taking small cautious steps towards it she saw herself, standing staring at her face she dropped her towel on the ground.

Looking at her naked form in the mirror Carol's eye's took in her face and was surprisingly pleased with what she saw.

Her skin had gotten a nice caramel glow from taking watch in the hot sunny weather, she had a scar below her eyebrow where she had banged it on the corner of a table and one on her lip but they had faded well with her tan.

Her deep blue eyes stood out against her now darker skin, and her lips were full and soft due to the cherry lip salve that saved them from the sun's rays.

She lowered her eyes and that was when the feeling of self-satisfaction left her with a sickening thud.

As she took in the scars that branded her body, a constant reminder of Ed's violent rages and her weakness.

Taking a deep ragged breath she lifted her fingers inspect her collarbone, touching the small lumpy scar she found there remembering the panic she had felt when she saw the bone protruding from her skin.

Her eyes then lowered to her left breast where there were a few small red cigarette burn marks, they had gotten infected and she hadn't been able to wear a bra for a few weeks until they had stopped oozing puss.

Her gaze then fell to her stomach, tears now falling freely from her eyes, she took a sharp painful intake of breath.

Closing her eyes and taking a slow steadying breath she slowly opened her eyes to see the shameful sight before her.

Four horrid scars, red and raised all ragged and uneven marred her stomach to the left side of her bellybutton.

She had been filling a glass vase with flowers when Ed had attacked her and falling to the floor after one of his blows she had landed on the vase.

Luckily her cuts were not deep but they were long and bled quite badly, they were bad enough to send her to the Emergency Room.

She had been told due to the way her skin had torn that they would scar quite badly and that they had!

She let her index finger trail over the worst of the scars and she felt a sob escape from her lips.

Deciding she couldn't go on with this torture as it only got worse she bent down and grabbed her towel off the floor and wrapped herself up once more.

Walking back over to the bench her thoughts went back to Daryl, "Yes, he would never find her attractive. Hideous more like"!

She was all that Ed had told her she was "Used up and ugly". He'd made sure of that.

Carol didn't feel the anger build up inside her, and everything that happened next felt like it happened to someone else. Like something in slow motion.

Before she knew what she was doing she had picked up her bottle of shampoo, looked at her reflection in the mirror once more and with a look of distaste she threw the bottle with a rage and more force than she thought was possible which surprised her.

Glass shattering everywhere broke the silence in the room and brought her back to reality.

A sense of shame and loathing had washed over her, and loosing every ounce of energy she had left she dropped to the floor on her knees and sobbed uncontrollably with her head in her hands.

It was then that she heard the sound of footsteps running towards her, lifting her head her red eyes stared at him with wide with shock that he was seeing her like this!

Thank you for taking the time to read this, i hope to update soon. :)