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( Lyric's POV)
I sat down at the table, directly across from Daryl while he stared at me. A part of me wondered if he knew about the dreams I had been having. The way he was staring at me made me want to blush. I pushed his glass over to him slowly. He snatched it up and downed it quickly. I picked up my glass and drank it down as he grabbed the whiskey bottle. It burned so bad going down but I needed it. I needed that burn. When I set my glass down, he grabbed it and filled both up.
" Did you have a bad night?" I couldn't help but ask.
" No." He said.
That was pretty much it. One word answers was just about all I ever got from Daryl Dixon. We had went hunting once, after I talked him into letting me go, and he hadn't even said one word to me. He poured out the liquor then pushed my glass back to me. I sighed and shook my head to clear it. After he poured his drink, we clicked glasses then did the shots at the same time. He took my glass and poured us both another drink.
" What was your nightmare bout?" He surprised me by asking. I laughed, making his eyebrows come up.
" Ah...you, actually." I admitted. He turned completely towards me and leaned forward. Both of his arms came to rest on the table and his stare was harder than ever.
" What?" He asked. He almost looked pissed at me. I had to drop my eyes.
" I had a dream about you." I had already said it but that didn't mean I had to tell him everything. I could change it around. " We were upstairs in my room and all of a sudden there were walkers all over the floor. I don't know why or where they came from but they were reaching for me. They were grabbing my legs and the next thing I knew...you stabbed me in the neck." I said. The only sound I heard was his breathing. When I finally looked up at him, he was frowning.
" Why were we in your room?" He asked. I looked away again and I knew I was blushing but I shook my head.
" I...don't know." He sat back and picked up his glass.
" Won't happen that way." He said, bring the glass to his mouth.
" What won't?" I asked, looking at him quickly.
" Won't stab you in the neck." He said. " Every one has to be stabbed in their head." He downed the shot then set his glass back down, looking at me. " I'd stab you in the head if you got attacked." I had to smile at his comment.
" Well thanks, Daryl." I said with a laugh. I picked up my shot and downed it quickly.
" Ain't funny. It's the truth. You get bit or just die of natural causes, you have to be stabbed or shot in head." I set my glass down.
" How do you know that?" I had to ask him. Only the people at the CDC knew that. Daryl looked at our empty shot glasses and started pouring us more whiskey.
" My group, we went to the CDC just outside of Atlanta." Suddenly I couldn't breath. " Doc there told Rick we're all infected and shit. What I can't figure out is how we got that way." He pushed my glass to me and set the whiskey down.
" Was there anyone else there?" I asked.
" No. Guess the doc's wife got bit and died. Fuel ran out in the building day after we got there. We just barely got out 'fore it exploded." Daryl said. That was it. I couldn't breath and I felt like I was going to throw up. " Hey, you'll alright?" He asked. He was staring at me but there wasn't anything malice in his eyes that time. He looked concerned. The room was hot and I thought I was going to cry. I needed to get outside.
" Yeah, I just...I just need a few minutes." I was up and out of my chair so fast it crashed backwards, making me jump.
" What's wrong with you?" Daryl asked. I looked down at the chair but nothing was making sense to me.
" I need to go outside. I don't feel good."
" Hey!" I heard him yell at me as I made my exit to the back yard.
Everything in me hurt. My heart hurt, my eyes burned and I felt like I was dying as I ran through my backyard. Susan was dead, bitten and infected by something I made. Jenner was dead because the CDC ran out of fuel, again my fault because who was going to be delivering fuel with this virus taking people down? It was official. I was a murderer of people I knew. I started to cry while I ran.
( End Lyric's POV)
( Daryl's POV)
I don't know why I I went runnin after her but I was. I was chargin after her while she ran. She was cryin but I didn't really understand why. I didn't get why she was runnin either. Maybe she hadn't known the world was as bad as it was. Hershel took it pretty hard when it finally hit him too. But I couldn't understand where she thought she was runnin too. She didn't stop runnin until she reached the fence. I came right up on her as she fell to her knees. She went down on all fours while she cried.
" Lyric." I didn't know what else to say.
" Everyone is dead!" She cried. Yeah, I guess she hadn't known. " Aren't they? They are all dead!" I crouched down in front of her, claspin my hands together in front of me.
" Ain't you know that 'fore now?" I tried to ask her as gently as I could but bein gentle wasn't my strong point. She shook her head without liftin it up.
" No." She said.
" Doc said all the CDCs are gone." I said.
She finally looked at me. Her eyes looked so beautiful that my heart hurt. I felt bad for her. She reached out to me and hugged me. Her arms went around my neck and she pulled herself right up into me. I didn't know what to do for a second. She was crouchin down in between my legs, holdin onto and cryin softly. I took a deep breath but hugged her back. I expected it to be weird cuz I ain't ever really hugged no one before.
But when I put my arms around her, it felt alright. I put both my arms around her back and squeezed her as tightly as she squeezed me. I felt bad. She pulled herself closer to me so she was completely against my chest. I didn't know what to say so I didn't try to talk. I just let her cry. She turned her head so her face was against my neck. Her tears were wettin me but after a while they closed down until they stopped completely.
And it was around that time that things got out of hand.
( End of Daryl's POV)
Lyric's head raised up so she could look at him. His eyes moved over her face before they settled on her lips. His tongue darted out and over his bottom lip. Lyric brought her hands to his shoulders as she held her breath. This was it. It was now or never. She would never have the courage or strength to do this any other time and wasn't even sure what was pushing her now but she gave up. She closed her eyes.
When her mouth came into contact with his, Daryl was stunned. Almost to stunned too react, almost. He yanked away from her, falling back onto his ass when he lost his balance. His eyes were wide in shock. Embarrassment swept over her face at once. She started to raise up to leave but Daryl moved. He moved so fast she almost didn't see it coming. He propelled himself forward. His left hand went to her neck while his right arm went around her waist. When his mouth hit hers and his body rammed into her. It was her turn to fall back
The grass hit the back of her head at the same time his tongue invaded her mouth. Daryl's breath was fast and hot against her cheek. Lyric's hands went into his hair as her fingers spread out against his scalp. He groaned and pushed hard into her. Lyric's own pelvic went up to meet his. She moaned into his mouth because he kissed her exactly how she thought he would.
Daryl's systems had shut down the second her taste exploded through his body. His hands were buried into her hair while she twisted around and around him. His tongue, like his dick, had formed a mind of it's own. He wasn't even sure he really knew how to kiss someone but here he was, making out with a girl who was wrapping her legs around his and rubbing herself against him. She tasted sweet and he felt almost drunk. His head was spinning as her velvet soft tongue slipped over and under his.
Daryl Dixon was a man who could kiss you but make it feel like he was having sex with your mouth. His tongue set a rhythm and pace that was driving her insane and her core feel like it was on fire. Her blood rushed through her veins like lava out of a volcano. He was darting in and out of her mouth fast. Coming in, twisting around, darting out. She moaned loudly.
Her whimper and the hard thrust of her hips brought him straight back into his senses. Daryl's eyes flew open. Her tongue chased after his and went across his bottom lip. He pulled away from her quickly, making her dark eyes open. She was panting and shaking as she stared up at him. Daryl looked down her body as if he just realized what they were doing.
" Fuck!" He cursed, almost jumping up to his knees.
" What's wrong?" Lyric whispered.
" This ain't happenin." He snapped as he struggled to stand.
" What isn't?" Lyric asked. She propped herself up by her elbows.
" This shit." He said, standing to his full height. Without another word, he left her there. He stormed to back to her house, ignoring her as she called out to him.