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Daryl's Pov
It was about midnight when I entered Kings County, I hope Merle won't mind me knocking on his door so late at night, but what am I saying, it's Merle, he's probably just getting drunk. I don't have a cell phone, so I have no way to call him and say I that I will be arriving earlier than planned.
It was quiet as I drove through the quaint town, the radio had gone out a couple miles back, but that was the thing about small towns in Georgia, barely any signal for phones or radios. I liked it that way, it gave me peace in a way, hell, I could live in the woods all my life, hunting and fishing to get by, bathing in rivers, now that would be the life. I didn't need all the technology everybody these days rush to get, I could live just fine without it, but that's not how it worked anymore.
I finally made it to the beginning of the neighborhood that I grow up in, looking at all the houses I remembered all the kids I used to play with, just trying to escape their parents for the day, waiting for the hell that would come when they walked in the front door. Every kid in this neighborhood is abused in some way or another, the lucky ones were the ones that made it to school and got help, they would be taken to a foster care center, it wasn't the best life, but it was much better than getting beat on every day, and wondering when your next meal would come. I was never that lucky, I stayed there until I was 15, that's when my dad went too far, and Merle said that he had had enough, he called the cops and got my old man taken away for child abuse and drug use.
But they also got Merle for drug use and beating the shit out of our dad, so he was taken away too. The cops took me to a foster home and I stayed there for 3 years until they let me out. Merle only got 1 year, so he promised to help me when I got out. So that's where I'm headed now, back home, to Merle, he said that he would help me get a job and save up enough money to get me going on with my own life.
I pulled into the drive-way with my 1965 blue Chevrolet Pickup, I saw Merles old beaten down truck in the back and wondered if it still ran. But there was another car there, a green Bug, who is that? I jumped out of the truck and brought my bag of clothes with me. As I was walking up to the front door I noticed all the beer cans, what the hell Merle, you couldn't keep the place a little clean. I knocked on the front door praying to God that he wasn't asleep, because it would be hell dealing with a sleepy Merle.
A light turned on and I heard the soft patter of footsteps coming to the door.
"Hello, may I help you?" A pretty young blonde opened the door; she had long straight hair and a white t-shirt with jeans on.
"Ummm, I might have the wrong house." Had Merle not told me that he got a new house?
Then a booming voice rang out that could only be known as Merle Dixon.
"Amy! That's my brother I was tellin' you about! Come on in man!"
Amy looked back at where Merle was screaming from and moved aside to let me in. As I walked in everything looked exactly the same; old white couch sitting against the wall, a beaten down lounger chair in the corner, and a box TV on a table against the opposite wall. I continued into the kitchen, it had the same dirty tiling, with a dingy table in the middle of the room where Merle sat with some blonde woman on his lap.
"Hey baby brother! Long time, no see, now ant' it? How ya' been holdin' up." Merle always had to be the loudest person in the room, a bad habit he picked up from our dad, I guess.
"I'm good; it's good to see you man."As I was saying this, the Amy girl walked around me and took the abandoned seat across from Merle and whoever the other blonde is, but I'm assuming their sisters.
"Hey honey, I'm Andrea, Merle's girlfriend, it's nice to finally meet you, Merles told us so much about you, but he never mentioned that you were sexy." Andrea said this with a sultry voice and seducing eyes.
I could feel the heat coming up on my face and was so happy to have tan skin, so it wouldn't be that noticeable. I couldn't think of anything to say so I just stood there in an awkward silence. Finally Merle broke through the silence by yelling "Well boy! Are you just gonna stand there like a fool or are ya' gonna introduce yourself!"
That broke me out of my awkwardness, so I introduced myself to Andrea and Amy. When I introduced myself to Amy, Merle started talking about how she was single and that I should really get some of that because I probably haven't had a good "lay" in a while. If possible Amy looked more embarrassed then I felt.
"Come on Merle" with that, I shot a glare his way for saying something like that, he knows me, unless he forgot while we spent time away from each other, but half of the reason I have scars all over my back is because of my sexuality. Merle was the only one I told, and he took it really good, he said and I quote "I don't give a shit about who you fucking, just don't tell me about it!" and left it like that, never brought it up again. But somehow my father found out and beat me so bad, the doctors said I was about to die when Merle found me , that's when Merle went crazy and they both ended up going to jail, but my father got 15 years and I pray I never have to see him again.
Merle realized that he had crossed the line; he apologized and then directed the conversation to where I will be sleeping, which was on the couch. Apparently, Andrea and Amy where staying here and there was only two bedrooms, so either I share a bed with Amy or take the couch, couch it is.
I said my goodnights to everyone and Merle promised me that he will talk with me tomorrow about finding a job, and with that, I retreated to the couch. As soon as my head hit the make-shift bed, I was asleep.
======Rick's Pov.
Shane and I turned the police car into the garage, and as we were walking out I bid him a goodnight, and said see ya tomorrow.
On my way home, I couldn't help but think about the other Dixon brother, I really hope he made a good life for himself, I mean living with a man like Merle couldn't have been easy. I don't know why it was pestering me but it was, I just kept telling myself it was nothing.
I pulled in my drive-way and let all thoughts of the Dixons leave my mind, it was time for family, even know Lori's been acting pretty distant lately, I still love her.
I walked up the walk-way to my cute little white house, with green grass and beautiful flowers sprouting everywhere.
The sun was starting to go down, but something was odd, I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was missing, it feels different today.
When I entered my house, I knew what was missing, the smell of dinner being cooked, so I took my shoes off, placed them in the basket and went to investigate. I walked past the living room, not even thinking about looking in and went straight to the kitchen, nobody was in .
"Lori?" I called.
"In here." That came from the living room, was she okay? I rushed to the living room and found Lori lying back on the couch reading a book and drinking a glass of wine, it was so unlike her.
"Hey, how was your day?" I started off.
"Fine." She didn't even look up from the book she was reading. So I continued.
"Wh...What's for dinner?" I was so confused, what happened? Was she mad at me?
"I don't know what you're having, Carl and I already ate." Did I come home late?
"Oh okay, you guys ate a little early today, didn't you?" She shook her head and responded.
"That's gonna be the time we eat dinner from now on, so your gonna have to get off work earlier, and it will also give you more time to spend with Carl." She said as blankly as she could.
"Did I do something, Lori, tell me, I feel this distance between us and I want to talk about it, fix it, don't you?" I was desperate to know what I was doing wrong. Why was she being so distant from me?
"If you have to ask what's wrong then there's no point in tryin' to fix it!" She had dropped the book and was standing up by now.
"Lori, please?" I kept my voice soft, even know she was yelling.
"Oh my God, Rick, I just can't do this right, you are so soft and quiet about things! I mean you have no bite at all! It's like you don't want to stand up and be a man! Yell at me! Push me up against a wall and FUCK me! Anything! Be like Shane for once! Take charge!" She stopped once she realized what she had just shouted out.
"What does this have to do with Shane?" I said, still staying calm.
"He just takes charge Rick, he doesn't stay quiet!"
"So, this about me being too quiet?" Lori just shook her head and pushed her long brown hair back.
"Rick, just… I just need some time right now, okay? It would be for the best, if you just took the couch tonight." And with that she went into our room and locked the door.
I couldn't even contemplate what just happened, so I mindlessly walked into the kitchen and heated up some leftovers. Once I was done eating and had cleaned up, I went to Carl's room and knocked on the door.
A little voice from the other side of the door said "Come in." I walked into Carl's room that was decorated in planes and trains, like any other 8 year old boy's room. He was at his computer playing a game.
"Whatcha doin'?" I asked.
"Playing one of my computer games." Was his absent reply, almost like he had something else on his mind?
"That sounds like fun, how was your day at school?"
"It was good," he looked hesitant about something, "Are…. Are you and mom gonna get a divorce?"
To say I was shocked would be an understatement, hearing my son say something like that; I never even knew he knew what divorce meant.
"Of course not, your mom and I love each other, very much."
"Then why were you yelling at each other?"
I wasn't prepared for that question and really, I wanted to go to Lori and tell her that she never should have started yelling, because she's worrying Carl. She should be the one telling Carl its gonna be alright.
"That's what people do when they love each other, Carl, but we aren't getting a divorce, everything's okay, alright?" Carl smiled and said "Okay dad, goodnight, love you."
"Goodnight, love you." I gave him a reassuring smile as I left.
Once I was out of Carl's room, I shut the door and started preparing the couch so it would be a little more comfortable to sleep on. As I was lying there, I couldn't think of one reason Lori would have to be so mad at me, and what was the thing about Shane?
Ugg, I don't know how I'm gonna fix this, but I know one thing, Lori and I will have to make sure that Carl doesn't hear us fight anymore, that's for sure…
If you're wondering when Daryl and Rick will meet, then I have the answer, in about two chapters, these are mostly filler chapters, just so you guys know what's going on. And I've changed the ages of some of the characters, Daryl's 18 and Rick is 28, so Lori and Rick had Carl when they were 20, and they got married when they were 21. Thanks for reading!
