A/N: I am sooo sorry this took so long. After that horrible mid-season finale I needed a few days to get over the shock enough to be able to write again. Of course then life got busy. So here it is. Sorry it's short. I just wanted to get something out. Also, I cannot thank you enough for all the follows, reviews, and favorites! I honestly didn't even think anyone would read this. I haven't been able to reply but I will as soon as I get the chance! So here it is. Please enjoy.
One week. That's how long Daryl has been able to avoid Beth. Not that he was counting the days or anything. He wasn't paying attention to Beth at all. Nope. Not at all. At least that's what he told himself as he made his way to his cell. It wasn't for a lack of trying on her part. She tried to corner him after most meals but he stuck by Hershel until she had to relent and take care of Judith. He also took the latest watch so she couldn't come into the guard tower. And if she tried to find him during the day randomly, he would find the need to go hunting. It had been quiet the last few days though. Daryl was starting to believe she gave up.
It was late now and Daryl was looking forward to getting some sleep. It had been an extremely long day. He went on a run with Glenn and it had been more difficult than expected. Gathering some supplies from a deserted neighborhood was fast and simple. The houses were basically untouched. Only a few walkers inside a few of the homes. But as they came out of the last house a small herd of about 50 walkers burst through the trees so they had to fight their way to the car. It was a close call a few times but he and Glenn managed to escape unharmed. Now all he wanted to do lay down and pass out for a few hours.
He entered his cell and laid his crossbow against the wall. When he turned towards his bed he nearly had a heart attack. Sitting there on his bed waiting patiently for Daryl to notice her was Beth.
"Jesus fucking Christ Beth! What the fuck are you doing in here?" He snarled at her, not happy about being taken off
guard. How he hadn't noticed her, Daryl had no idea.
She stated calmly back at him, unfazed by his attitude. "You've been doing such a good job at avoiding me, I figured this was the only way to get you alone."
He was conflicted. Part of him wanted to do nothing but bolt out the cell and be far away from Beth Greene. Another part of him, mostly the lower part, was thrilled that he was alone with her and that she sought him out.
"Look Beth, I'm fucking too tired for this shit right now. So go the fuck back to your own cell."
"Yeah, so you can just avoid me some more. I don't think so Daryl Dixon." Her voice was soft but determined.
He knew she wasn't going anywhere. He was still determined to ignore her though. He leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette. He didn't usually smoke in cell but he hoped, almost childishly, that it would annoy her enough to leave. Daryl had no such luck.
They stood there in a stare off, silently daring the other to crack first and break the uncomfortable silence that filled the room. But what Beth didn't know is that Daryl is used to this. Making people feel unwelcome with by just staring at them. She may have more steel in her then he ever thought her capable of but she still didn't have a chance in hell of breaking him down.
After a few minutes Beth finally realized this and heaved out a heavy sigh.
"It's okay you know," she said so quietly he almost didn't hear her.
"What the hell you talking bout girl?" He was confused.
She stood up and walked closer to him, making Daryl fidget uncomfortably. He couldn't back up and he hated being cornered. He dropped him cigarette accidentally and used his foot to put it out.
"It's okay to want me Daryl." She was so close now he could feel her warm breath on his neck. Her big blue eyes were wide and honest, as she stared up at him.
He snorted at that even though his dick twitched in his pants at her words and proximity.
"You're just a kid Beth. Stop tryin to play big girl games you don't understand."
He crossed his arms over his chest trying to put some distance between them. However it only resulted in his arms brushing her chest and his desire go up a notch.
His words must have pissed her off. The fire was back in her eyes as she narrowed them and hissed, "I am NOT a kid. And you sure as hell didn't seem to think I was when your hard dick was pressed against my stomach."
"Look Beth..." he started to say but he was cut off when she threw her arms around his neck and pressed her lips roughly against his.
He was stunned for a moment, unable to respond. Just when she started to pull away he threaded his fingers through her hair and responded with an enthusiasm that surprised them both. He crushed his lips against her soft ones, licking her bottom lip begging for entrance. She opened up and Daryl wasted no time before plunging his tongue into her mouth desperate to taste her. And disappointed he was not. She tasted sweet. Sweeter than anything he ever tasted before and it made him wonder briefly if her pussy tasted just as sweet.
She let out a low and pressed herself against his body, once again feeling how much he wanted her. Just as his hand left her hair to go grab her waist, she broke the kiss and pulled away from him. They both panted softly trying to regain their breath. She turned to leave but paused at his cell door.
"I'm not a little kid Daryl. Come find me when you're ready to play big boy games" And with that she was gone.
His mind was a jumbled mess, trying to make sense of everything that just happened. One thing stood out however, Beth Greene was not as innocent as he thought.
