Caged Heat
December 3rd
Morning
"I wish I had known you before the world ended."
It was the next morning, when the sun was just picking over the tops of broken branches when Carol decided she really didn't know a thing about Daryl. She had woken up in the middle of the night, from nightmares that always followed her, but she didn't mind laying down in silence for a few hours. After she detected Daryl, sitting against a tree a few feet away, with his back to her and a cross bow in his hands she let her mind wander, and that was never something that ended well.
What if he was a bank robber? Or what if he was married, or divorced or he had killed his wife to get all her riches? What if he was in college, or worked at the auto shop? Would they have been friends? There was so many things about this man she didn't know.
Maybe it was better to start with the things Carol did know about Daryl. She knew that he had a brother, and she knew that he looked damn fine in plaid. But was that enough for her?
"Hey," Carol mumbled when she walked over to Daryl, the morning light sitting just right against his dirty face and he glanced up at her, handing her a nod before she sat next to him. He hadn't sleep, she was sure. But Daryl didn't let it show.
"So I'm thinking to just head back to where we were yesterday," Daryl started, rubbing the back of his hand against his eyes before talking. "Then we'll go from there." He looked at her for reassurance, and was a little confused by the look on her face. Her eyes were looking at him some form of curiosity, her soft lips curled up on her face. "What the hell you looking at?"
"I was just wondering something," Carol started, suddenly smiling with her teeth. "We're friends right?"
"I'm not sure about that," Daryl laughed, looking away from Carol's gaze. Of course they were friends. They had a bond that no one else in the group could understand, but Daryl would never be able to turn those thoughts into words.
"Well, I'm thinking I don't know enough about you," Carol decided to continue, after rolling her eyes. "I wish I had known you before the world had ended."
"Fuck that," Daryl scuffed, and Carol was slightly surprised. "Trust me lady, you ain't woulda liked me."
"I don't know about that," She laughed, running her rough hands through her short locks of hair. "I bet we would have gotten along great."
Daryl shakes his head, a smile forming across his defined jaw. "You are something else, you know that?"
"Yeah, I also know that you like it."
A/N ~ This is super random and it kinda sucks, But I just wanted to write this soooo yeah. Haha enjoyy~
