Chapter 2:
Vera pushed the ajar door leading into the guest room slowly as she grasped a tray of the home cooked meal she just enjoyed herself. As she stepped in to the cream colored room, the man in the bed rolled over to see who was there.
"Hi, I'm Vera, I brought you dinner." she said "And you look like you need your bandages re-wrapped."
"I'm not hungry." he said turning back to his original position.
Vera set the tray down on the table beside the bed and grabbed a roll of cotton cloth from her bag.
"You can at least tell me your name, can't you?" she said while unwrapping the cloth.
"Daryl." he said not turning to look at her.
Vera laughed. She knew Daryl's type. Stubborn and unwilling to accept help. She always had a way of bringing out the best in people though. She gave everyone a chance, even thick-headed people like Daryl.
"I don't care if you eat this food or not, just let me redo your bandages, they must be gettin' uncomfortable." she said walking to the other side of the bed where Daryl laid facing.
"Why isn't Hershel doing it?" he asked "He's the real doctor here."
"My Uncle's a vet, I'm a nurse so you're wrong there."
Daryl looked up at her and she smiled. He couldn't help but notice how beautiful her smile was and how blue her eyes were. She had shoulder length dirty blonder hair tucked behind her ears highlighting her high cheek bones and almond shaped eyes lined with just a small bit of black eyeliner making the blue in them seem to go on forever. Daryl let out a small chuckle and sat up pulling the sheet to cover him. Vera bent down and start to cut his bandage off his head exposing the wound.
"Ooh, What happened?" she asked
"I got grazed with a bullet when I was mistaken for a walker but that's not as bad as my side; arrow went right through me and I had to pull it out myself." he laughed a little while saying this.
"How on earth is that funny?" she asked laughing too
"It's just, it wasn't my day that day." he smiled
They both laughed for a second even though it wasn't a real laughing matter.
"It's healing pretty good."
She wrapped the fresh bandage. Daryl could tell she was a nurse. It wasn't itchy and uncomfortable anymore, she wrapped it right.
"Now let me see your side." she said
Daryl hesitate pulling at his covers.
"It's fine, don't need re-wrappin'"
"I'm sure it does, you don't want the blood building up, it'll never heal."
Daryl still hesitated. Vera saw him fidget and stood up. She walked to the other side of the bed and bent down at the side of the bed.
"Here just pull it up a small ways."
He did and she cut his bandage exposing his second wound.
"Ooh" she said cringing "Yeah this ones definitely worse."
Her hands for cold and Daryl jumped as she touched his side. He watched as she intently patched him up. She smelt like flowers, Daryl liked the smell and leaned in to get a stronger scent of it. Vera looked up as he did and locked eyes with him.
It seemed like they stared at each other for an eternity but it was only about five seconds. She noticed the soft color of his eyes, blue and hazel at the same time. 'They were magnificent' she thought.
"You have really nice eyes." she said breaking the silence.
Daryl blinked away, turning red from her comment. He wasn't one for taking compliments. He didn't know how to respond to them.
"Yours aren't too bad yourself."
Vera looked down to his bandage again. Noticing the scar lining the outside of it.
"How'd you get this?" she asked running her hand along it lightly.
Daryl pulled away at her touch.
"Accident." he said.
