You guys are seriously the best! :) I'm glad you're all enjoying it. Let me know if you want me to do some chapters in Daryl's POV? I've been playing with the idea of making it just Beth, but it's totally up to you lovely viewers. :) Enjoy chapter 4. :D
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I woke up in the middle of the bed and felt someone's arm across my belly. At first I thought I had ended up spending the night with some random guy, then I remembered this was Daryl's house. I blushed and smiled to myself. He was snoring softly next to me, the blankets down at our ankles and his sweatpants were sitting low on his hips, revealing the toned V right below his belly. I lied there for a few minutes, cherishing the few moments of normalcy. Then my body started waking up and I needed to move, so I slipped out from under Daryl's limp arm and crawled across the large bed and standing on the cold floor with my bare feet.
I yawned and stretched and made my way downstairs to check everything out. Plus, I had to pee like a race horse.
The house was even more beautiful in the daylight, the glossy wood giving off a light, red tint. I walked through the living room, passing by some hunting magazines and a crossbow resting against the couch. There was a small hallway off to the left, three doors down it. I guessed one was a bathroom, one was a linen closet, and maybe another bedroom? But why would he have had me sleep with him if there was a guest bedroom?
I shrugged, pushing aside the thought. I took a guess at which was the bathroom, choosing the first door on the right. The heavy door opened silently, revealing a very white and clean bathroom. Why was someone so rough looking living somewhere so beautiful? Honestly, I was jealous.
I did my business and checked myself out in the mirror. And to say the least, I was a hot mess. My eyes looked like raccoons eyes, my cheeks were flushed, my hair was wildly curly. I sighed to myself and decided that it didn't matter, it's not like Daryl cared that much. At least I hoped he wouldn't.
I made my way into the kitchen, scavenging the fridge. I pulled out the carton of eggs and bacon. Might as well make breakfast. My stomach growled at me, thinking of food. I found his pots and pans and started doing what came to me naturally. When the bacon was almost done sizzling and I was seasoning the eggs, I heard heavy footsteps walk towards me. My heart started to beat faster, anxiety of facing Daryl again kicking in.
"Smells good," he said sleepily, rubbing his eyes and yawning. I smiled at him.
"Least I could do for letting me crash with you again," I replied, putting a pile of eggs and 5 pieces of bacon on Daryl's plate and handed it to him.
"Sweetheart, you'll always be welcome here, 'specially considerin' what happened..." he trailed off, and we stood there just staring at each other until the fork I was going to hand to him dropped to the floor. I blushed and bent down to pick it up, and when I stood back up I caught him looking away from my ass. I blushed harder, forgetting I was wearing only his t-shirt and some lacey undies.
"Well, thanks," I said awkwardly. "Um, what time do you want me to go? I'll probably have to meet up with Martinez in a few hours and get...things from him, but I can leave earlier if you don't want me here or..." My stomach was in knots while Daryl watched me, shoveling eggs into his mouth.
He shrugged. "Whenever ya want. Ya can stay the night again, since ya said ya ain't got anywhere to stay. But I ain't allowin' no damn drugs in this house," he said, and I nodded, looking down at my feet and feeling ashamed. But maybe this would be good for me. Maybe just hanging out with Daryl could turn me around.
"You really wouldn't mind if I stayed again? I can cook dinner for you if you want, I just gotta pick my clothes up from Martinez. I'll leave the other stuff behind. He's been watching my stuff for me, keeping it in his garage. He won't ever let me stay with him, though. His wife would get mad or some shit like that." I sighed and he nodded, seeming like he understood.
"Yeah, sweetheart. Yer a nice girl, just in a bad spot. Need a ride over there?" I smiled at his kindness and nodded. "A'right, we can leave once we get dressed. There's a guest room ya can stay in if ya want, no one else stays here."
So that was another bedroom...huh.
"Thanks so much, Daryl," I said with a smile, kissing his cheek and running upstairs to slip on the white dress from the night before.
I walked downstairs and saw Daryl had on a clean-but worn out-pair of jeans, a sleeveless shirt and that vest again. He must've had a laundry basket laying around here somewhere, he obviously didn't come upstairs while I was changing.
"Ready ta go?" he asked and I nodded, opening up the door. I didn't bother putting on those damn high heels again. It was hot outside and they'd just annoy me. "We're gon' take the truck this time, since ya gotta get more than we can take on the bike." He punched in a security code and the door opened, revealing a beat up old Chevy. I climbed into the passenger side and he started the truck, taking off towards the city.
I gave him directions on where to turn, but other than that we didn't talk much. When we pulled up to the three story apartment building, I got out and went to his garage, pulling it open and grabbing my single box of belongings and quickly made it back to the truck. I thought about leaving him a note or something, but realized it wasn't worth it.
"That everything?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.
I nodded back and said, "Yeah, don't have the money for much more. Got a couple pairs of jeans, some t-shirts, three dresses, and an old pair of sneakers." I shrugged. "Ya get used to it."
He nodded. "Change into somethin' socially acceptable fer eleven am, I won' look." I gave him a questioning look, but followed his orders and changed into a light pair of skinny blue jeans and a plain white V-neck and slipped on my old Converse low-tops. He was heading further into the city.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
He smirked at me. "'M takin' ya shoppin'."
Yay another chapter done. Sorry this one wasn't eventful, more on the fluffy side of things. Next chapter should have more in it, that's what I'm planning on. Review you lovely people :D xx
