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Summary: Betty was far from the typical refined southern heritage. Having drifted from her family at a young age, she never saw or heard from then again.
So when a apocalypse hits, she doesn't really care. That is until she meets her brother again.
Glen thrusted two rubbers and a pencil onto the floor, he had drawn a mini blueprint of the city and was advising the group. Betty was assigned with Johnny, T-Dog and Rick, and Glen and Daryl. This way if Glen was cut off he had two escaped routes. Despite the groups worries that the plan wasn't proper, Glen pressed on and gave important information on the plan. When the group was on board and all agreed that the plan was much better they started preparing.
"Hey kid," Daryl looked at him genuinely curious. "What'd ya do 'fore all this?"
"Delivered pizzas," Glenn answered. Then his eyebrows drew together, "Why?" Daryl didn't answer, he nodded silently with admirable expression.
The group followed Glen from the rooftops down the emergency fire escape into the alleys. There were several walkers outside the front of the building again. Betty jumped onto the later, she released her hands and placed them along the side as she slid down the ladder effortlessly, eliciting a gasp from Glen. Her mouth turned into a smile as she winked up at the younger man, Glen wasn't the only street smart person. Johnny followed afterwards with Glen right behind him.
Stupidly, Glen tried to copy Betty and ended up on a heap on top of Johnny earning a aggravated grunt.
Betty clasped her hands over her mouth, suppressing the laughter that was begging to be let out. Nothing humoured Betty more than watching people make a fool of themselves. Glen reacted with a swift glare in her direction, he brushed off his pants and came to a stand beside her.
"If you so much as laugh, I'll tell everyone about you checking out Daryl" Glen threatened quietly.
Betty willed down the laughter, "Ah dunno wha' yer talkin' 'bout" She muttered.
"I saw you checking him out on the roof" Glen elaborated.
Betty sobered up quickly and faced Glen, "Ye wouldn't" she cried.
Glen grinned widely at her, "Well don't laugh at me falling" He retorted smugly.
Betty's eyes narrowed and she came closer to Glen, "If ye so much as tell anyone-"
"Tell anyone wha'?"
Betty turned her head to the side quickly, very aware of Glen suppressing laughter into his hands. Her eyes found Daryl's and she scowled, "Nuthin'!" She snapped, her hand automatically outstretching to slap Glen over the head. Glen groaned with pain and rubbed his head sorely.
"Women" Daryl muttered and he sidestepped to let Rick and T-Dog down.
"Alright, let's go" Rick ordered as his feet reached the floor.
Johnny pulled her to the alleyway they were suppose to be watching, weapons clenched tightly in their hands whilst they quickened their pace together. They hid behind a large dumpster each, one person checked one side of the alleyway and the other checked the other side. They were enveloped in silence before Johnny started up again.
"Look..."
"Ah know Johnny. Ah'm jus' frustrated, t'all" She interrupted.
Johnny let out a small breath of relief, "Ah hate it when ye dun talk ta me" He murmured.
Betty smiled warmly up at him, "Ah dun blame ye fer being angry though" He added, "Yer asshole of a brother came back, Scarlett 'n Merle are missing 'n yer deer got bit" Johnny mused. Betty almost broke out into loud laughter. She covered her mouth and stifled her laughter. She was met with a confused look from Johnny.
She shrugged, "Outta all ma problems, tha deer is tha least of 'em" She chortled. Johnny grinned at her and lent against the wall. Betty inspected his face and she knew there was something else on his mind. She rolled her eyes and cocked her head to the side, "Wha' is it?" She asked.
Johnny frowned at her, feigning confusion.
"Dun gimme that crap Johnny boy. Ah've know ye all ma life" She said.
Johnny's shoulders fell slightly, "Wha's going on wit ye 'n Dixon?" He asked curiously, a big brother mode switching on.
Betty rolled her eyes again, ignoring his serious look. "Nuthin'" She answered truthfully. There was absolutely nothing going on between the two, only that she thought he was attractive or a bit more. It was Johnny's turn to roll his eyes, he looked at her.
"Ah ain't stupid" He replied calmly.
"Na ye ain't, buh nuthin' has been going on" She said.
He looked at her quietly, realising that she was being truthful, he nodded more so to himself. "Well ah thank he likes ye" Johnny mumbled. Betty scoffed and looked at him.
"Wha' makes ye thank that?"
"'Cause he's always watchin' ye." Johnny explained. Betty furrowed her eyebrows, she had never noticed it. He had seen her almost naked down by the quarry, but other than that, it was nothing. "'Member that night where ah put a spider in yer bed?" He asked.
Betty nodded, "Well ah saw 'im watchin' us by his tent" Johnny elaborated.
She shrunk into silence, she was sure he didn't watch her because most of the time she was watching him. They were back to being silent, the tension between them having disappeared to both of their relief. Johnny's head soon shot up and he frowned.
"Ye hear that?" He whispered.
Betty craned her neck to the side and listened intently. They could hear a brief scuffling and a few shouts. Raising to their feet sharply, the pair took off in the direction they came and wove through the alleys. When they reached the alleyway that Glen and Daryl were suppose to be in, they found a young hispanic boy, T-Dog and Rick holding back Daryl.
"I'm gonna stomp ya, yer fuckin' border hopper" He shouted.
Betty frowned and look around, where the hell was Glen?
#
"Shane?"
Valerie pushed back, her lips puckered into a sly smile and she stifled giggles into her hands. Shane cursed and peaked outside his tent, he spotted Lori ambling around the area and he brought his finger up to his mouth and hushed Valerie.
She nodded and ducked down.
Her mind flashed back to her normal life, she would of never done this with some random man she had just met. But then again, her parents raised her to look down on working class people such as Scarlett, Johnny and Betty, and look where she was now. The people she was told to despise was the only people that saved her, she had gone to her 'classy' friends for help and they had ditched her as soon as things got rough. Even her own parents tried to runaway when the outbreak happened, and now they were dead.
Scarlett, Johnny and Betty always thought that she was mourning her parents loss, but she was mourning the many good years she missed out on due to the lack of friends. When she first met the three, she didn't talk because she thought they were worthless. Oh how she was so wrong.
A wave of sadness washed over her and she rubbed her face with shame.
"Valerie, you alright?"
She brought her head back up and met Shane's warm ones. "Fine" She smiled at him.
He grinned and ushered her towards him, "Lori's gone" He said and brought her back into an embrace.
#
"Ah swear ta god, ye dirty fuc-"
"Betty!"
Betty was pulled back immediately, her arms were swiping furiously through the air while she repeatedly tried to lunge forward. Rick was trying to calm her down, but it was only aggravating her more making her lash out even harder.
In the end, Johnny threw her over his shoulder and took her outside. He dumped her onto the ground and stepped back in, closing the door on her. She furiously glared at the door, not daring to bang on the door incase it attracted walkers. She sighed angrily, kicking at the door weakly while she devised a plan to get back in and beat the hell out of the hispanic boy.
His name was Miguel and he was definitely playing up the bad ass defiant boy.
She heard a shout and a shuffle of furniture inside the room, then the door opened suddenly and Daryl was thrown out and landed beside her.
"Wha' ye git thrown out fer?" She asked.
"Same reason ye got thrown out" He replied bitterly.
Betty snickered and lent against the wall, her head fell back and she watched the door keenly. "Ain't it funny that we're tha ones that got thrown out."
"Whys that?" Daryl looked at her curiously.
"Never mind" Betty shook her head, deciding not the take the conversation that direction.
Daryl watched her for a moment longer and turned his head back to the door, "Ah threw Merle's hand at 'im" He mumbled. Betty slapped her hand over her mouth, stifling the laughter that was sure to come out. It was certainly turning out to be a humouring day.
#
Valerie arrived back at camp with swollen lips, flushed cheeks and rumpled hair. Her eyes were casted downwards while she shyly walked forward and sat down at the campfire. She felt eyes boring into her and she looked up, only to meet Shane's darkening eyes.
Her cheeks heated more and she averted her eyes to the ground again, kicking her feet through the gravel while she willed her cheeks to cool. She was aware that Carol was looking at her funny, and she shifted uncomfortably under her gaze.
"You be careful" Carol warned quietly, her voice bring Valerie's attention up.
"Why?" Valerie whispered back, finally meeting the soft blue eyes.
"He's a violent one" Carol murmured.
#
"Hurry up!" Betty snapped, she was out front this time and leading the group through another alleyway.
"Can't we go back to the van?" Rick asked from beside Miguel, he looked at Betty questionably.
"Dun ye pay attention?" She retorted angrily, "Didn't ye see it was blocked off"
The group exchanged an anxious glance, Miguel nodded nervously in agreement with Betty. "Wha' do we do then?" Johnny asked, their attention all turned to her. Betty rolled her eyes and looked between them.
"Men" She muttered before taking another turn into another alleyway.