Angel
ReedusLover3
The car ride was slightly long since the closest town was forty miles away. It wasn't even a big town, it was small with many small knick-knack shops. There was a grocery store which we raided for our personal stash, needing canned foods and water. We made our way to the department store and I quickly went to the womans aisle and grabbed Sasha tampons and such she needed. The men were grabbing all the other things she needed so I decided to look at clothes. Mine were getting dirty and all of them had holes so I wanted some new ones. I found a couple loose shirts, some new jeans, underwear for all the woman and myself back at camp. Leaning down to grab something I dropped a hand trailed up my back and I grinned.
"Missed me?" I asked and turned around to kiss Daryl when all I saw was teeth coming at me. Letting out a scream I used my hands to shove the walker away, and then gripped my knife that was in my boot. I shoved the knife into it's eyes, stabbing it a few more times because that was the second time I came face to face with snapping teeth. "You fucker.." I kicked it's body.
"Beth!?" I saw Daryl sprint around the corner with Glenn close by.
"I'm fine." I waved my hand and pointed at the walker laying at my feet. "Let my guard down, killed it though."
"Fuck, Beth, you can't do that!" Daryl hissed at me and grabbed my arm to bring me to his chest.
"I'm sorry."
"You make me fucking nervous." I felt his hand slip under the back of my shirt and rub circles into my back. "Glenn, finish what she was doing. You're going with me." Daryl retracted his hand and led me to where Rick was waiting. "We're going to the hunting store next to get ammo." I nodded and followed the two men. The hunting store was next door so we made the small trek there, watching for any biters.
"I'm going to go look at ammo, you two can get extra arrows." Rick told us so we found the archery aisle and Daryl looked at crossbow arrows. There was an abundance of leftover bows and arrows, so I grabbed a few for myself. Searching the bows I found a smaller one for Carl, knowing he would be excited.
"Who's that for?" Daryl asked coming up behind me.
"Carl." I smiled up at him. "I want to surprise him."
"You'd be a great mother if you had kids."
"Come on.." I muttered, ignoring his confused look. Rick was finishing up his ammo stock and told us to go get Glenn. As we walked out of the sliding doors Glenn was sprinting across the parking lot towards us. "Glenn?" I called out.
"Horde!" Glenn called out and I heard Daryl swore, he threw me the car keys.
"Get the car, now!" He snarled and ran back into the store with Glenn to get Rick.
"Shit!" I ran towards the car when the horde came into view, let's just say there were more than fourty walkers. I skidded to a stop at the car and struggled to unlock it.. my hands found the handle and swung the door open. Swinging towards the hunting store were Rick, Glenn and Daryl were shooting close walkers I slammed to a stop and ushered the three men in. "Hurry! Get in now!" I snapped at them and drove away before Glenn could even close the door. We were silent as I drove away, my foot glued to the foot pedal. "That was fun." I snarled through clenched teeth, and let off the gas silently. No one said anything, and when I swung into the hidden driving I didn't bother grabbing anything that we got for our group or Sasha. Lori stood with Carol at the door, waiting with happy eyes. I noticed Carol's eyes glued to Daryl as he moved about which made my eyes grow dark with anger.
"That was quick, how did it go?" Lori asked me but I shoved past her, but Carol grabbed my arm.
"She asked you a ques-" Carol began but I gave her a deadly look.
"Let go of my arm." I hissed, still pissed off.
"Elizabeth-"
"Get your fucking hand off me!" I shrieked and jerked away from her. "You don't touch me, ever." Carol nodded and backed up a step into Daryl who didn't even look at her, he was too busy staring at me.
"What happened?" Hershel asked cautiously as he walked near me.
"Horde. And Elizabeth almost got bit." Rick supplied for them, making them all look at me with sympathetic eyes.
"I'm going to clean up." I muttered and jogged up the steps knowing Daryl was behind me. I made my way into the room and started stripping my shirt and pants off so I could wear something clean. Daryl was leaning against the doorframe, watching me as I changed. "What?" I asked, not bothering to look at him.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Just angry that we almost died." I muttered.
"That's not it, is it?"
"No." I turned around to find him closer than I expected. Damn him and his quiet steps, being a tracker made him silent.
"Tell me." He urged, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"Carol." I took a breath and leaned away, knowing he would laugh at my jealousy. "The way she looks at you. It added to my anger." Daryl stared at me for a long time which made my stomach drop.
"You know I only like you." He whispered to me, dragging me closer. "I care about her, about everyone else but you are the one I care about the most." That made a smile slip onto my face as he kissed my temple. "Come on, you need to clean up." He picked me up which surprised me, and carried me to the bathroom. Sitting me on the sink counter, he wet a washcloth and began wiping my face which made me smile.
"Sorry." I muttered and he just simply kissed my head. Once he finished cleaning my face I told him I needed a shower so he left the room and told me he would be waiting downstairs for me. I took a quick one, and made sure the water was boiling hot to make me calm down. Slipping from the shower I wrapped a towel around me, then walked into the room to find some clothes. "What the fuck!" I screamed when I saw Carol sitting in the corner of my room. "Jesus christ, woman." I hissed and held onto my heart that was beating rather fast.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." She stood up and held up her hands in surrender.
"It's fine." I dug around my bag and found some clothes I got today to wear. "Something you need?" I asked, not really bothering to look at her.
"I wanted to ask you something."
"Go ahead." I found some dark jeans, and a long sleeve shirt to put on.
"Do you think I am trying to ruin your relationship with Daryl?" She asked quietly, I turned abruptly.
"W-what?"
"You heard me."
"I mean.. I'm worried." I sighed in defeat.
"Don't be. I have no interest in him, I just think of him as my brother. He saved my life that night at the farm and he has saved me multiple times. He looked for Sophia and took care of me- of everyone. I just feel like he is my angel watching over me."
"Oh." I replied lamely.
"I hope you understand."
"I do, I am just surprised. I thought you liked him.. a lot."
"I do, just not in that way." She gave a small smile. "I hope you know that he really cares about you. The way he looks at you, it's surprising. Ever since we found Daryl and Merle, he never showed much emotion- only anger. When you came along it was like he changed. He wasn't the Darly Dixon we knew, he was different." She paused to give me a grin. "It was all because of you that he's changed."
"Is that a good thing? That he changed?"
"Yes, very. You made him realize that he deserves happiness. That he isn't alone." I nodded at her words. "Well I am going back downstairs, why don't you get dressed." She left quickly and I slipped on my undergarnments. When I finished dressing, I put my hair up in a tight bun and left the room with a quick sigh. Everyone was piled into Sasha's living room and I immediately caught Daryl's gaze from where he leaned in the kitchen doorway. Everyone looked up at me and gave a smile.
"You feeling better?" Hershel asked with worry etched in his face.
"Yes, I am." I told everyone and walked towards Daryl who grabbed my hand and pulled me into his chest. "So what next?" I asked.
"Sasha is letting us stay until we find a better place to stay." Rick told me. I looked over at Sasha who had a bored look on her face, but when she saw me she winked. "We'll be looking in a few days, if you want to come." I nodded at him.
"Definitely." I stated firmly and felt Daryl's hand tighten on mine. I smiled at him and looked at everyone else, knowing that I would always be happy with these people. My family.
