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Three
That morning when I wake up the covers are thrown back where they barely cover our feet. I guess Daryl is a restless sleeper. I don't even know how we managed to get like this. I'm practically on top of him, our legs are insanely tangled and I guess Daryl took off his shirt last night because it's on the floor now. Unless there's something I'm missing and I just forgot what happened last night…
I groan and try to move when Daryl does the same and his arm ends up going around me, holding me in my place. He must still be asleep. I roll my eyes and relax again. "Hey Daryl Rick told me to—" I look behind me to see Glenn. Daryl wakes up now and sits, causing me to slide off him back to the bed. Daryl groans and then focuses on Glenn. "Uhg Glenn, why is it always you?" he mutters. "Should I just come back?" Glenn asks. "No, we weren't doin' nothin'." Daryl says rubbing his eyes. I sit up too.
"Are you sure, because my mom wouldn't let me watch rated R movies sooo…" Glenn smirks at us. "Shut the hell up!" Daryl yells and Glenn laughs. "Kidding, Rick wants to talk to you so…finish up here." Glenn says and walks away. I shake my head. "Why is it always him?" I ask. Daryl doesn't respond and picks his shirt off from the floor and puts it back on. He stretches and I hear his back pop. "That doesn't hurt?" I ask. "Naw." he mutters and starts to leave. I quickly jump off the bed and grab his arm. "Don't do this." I whisper. "Do what?" he glares at me. "I don't know...act all nice then….pull away." I say. "I ain't pullin' away. I jus' gotta go see what Rick wants." He says and walks away.
I take a deep breath. I have to remember he did tell me not to get "too cozy". Although I would have no complaints about gettin' real cozy with Daryl. I shake my head at that thought and get ready for the day. After I'm ready I head to the cafeteria to help with breakfast, but when I get there Lori is already cleaning up. "Did I miss breakfast?" I ask. "Yeah, sorry." She says with a small smile. "No, I'm sorry, here let me help." I say as we both start to clean.
Glenn comes in a few moments later. "Hey Lori, Carol." He says. We smile at him. "So Carol, did you decide to use those condoms?" Glenn asks. I glare at him. "No Glenn I did not." I say and Lori looks at me. "Yeah, I hear you rode the hunter last night." Lori says and I roll my eyes in a very noticeable fashion. "No I did not, for the second time." I say. Glenn laughs. "Come on, you know you thought about it!" He says. "Why do you guys have to be so annoying about this?" I ask. "Daryl and I are friends. That's it!" I say. "Sure, because you kiss your friends and sleep with them." Lori says. "Ya know what; do the damn dishes by yourself!" I yell and leave the kitchen.
Later that afternoon I find myself walking up to the watch tower. I've done all I can find to do for the day, so I figure I can help Daryl on watch. He looks at me once I reach him "Get bored?" He asks. I shrug. We stand in silence for a really long time. I glance at him. "Ya know…that offer still stands." I say leaning on the railing and looking at him. He gives me that look of his then shakes his head. "You never know when to stop do you?" He asks. I look down. "What, it's just a suggestion." I say with a smirk.
Daryl sighs and I can tell he's considering what to say next. "Yeah well how many times do I have to say no before you'll stop suggestin' this suggestion?" He asks. I laugh. "Why? Are you scared?" I ask. "Scared of what?" He snaps. I step closer to him. "I don't know…" I say and take another step closer so that we are face to face. I can feel his breath on my face. "I ain't sacred." He says. I smile. "Then why don't you take me up on that offer." I say, my hands going to the buttons of his shirt. He stares at me for a few moments before brushing past me leaving me alone in the watch tower…
I put my head in my hands. I don't want to cry, I want to hit something. I ball up my fists. I really blew it this time. All the times before it had just been teasing, messing around. But this time I really pushed it. I tried to actually make something happen. Now he knows how dead serious I was when I suggested that.
I scream loudly in frustration and my fist connects with the glass of the watch tower door. The weak glass shatters on impact and I get several bleeding cuts on my hand. I crumple to the floor and just sit there waiting for someone to come and put me out of my misery.