"Merle! Get yer lazy ass out here!" My head popped up immediately, my eyes were swollen from crying so much, and I was laying on Merle's bed.
"Got us some squirrel! Lets stew 'em up!" I heard Daryl's voice ring out and I scrambled up.
Tears started again, but I pushed them back and exited the tent, throwing my back pack over by Daryl and I's tent. I walked around the corner, hugging myself, searching him out.
I let out a shriek as I saw the physical fight Daryl was trying to start. He was pushed to the ground, so he picked up his hunting knife, and thats where it got scary. "NO!" I ran froward, pushing Shane off of Daryl, seeing as he had him in a head lock. Daryl immediately tried springing up and going at Rick again, but I stayed planted to him, twisting us, letting him wrestle with me instead.
My legs were strong, and I had really decent upper body strength. But Daryl...shit this guy was like a bull in a China shop.
"No, no, no! Stand back! Let her do her thing! He wont hurt her!" I heard Shane speak to someone.
Daryl slammed me into the ground, and I resisted the urge to flip Shane off. Instead I wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist, and pulled, molding us together. He fought and bucked for a few minutes but I just held on tight, like I was in a Rodeo. Finally Daryl broke, burring his face in my neck and wrapping his arms around me. The dampness on my neck wasn't just sweat from wrestling him, he was crying, but I would never point that out.
Especially in front of the assholes I was in a group with. I simply closed my eyes and ran one of my hands through his hair. "We're going to go get him. Glenn's going back." I stated and suddenly I heard Lori speak up.
"So is Rick." She said and I looked over at her. She was looking at Daryl and I guiltily. So was everyone who had gone.
"I am too." T-Dog spoke up. "Its my fault he's up there, but I did bolt the door shut. No ones getting in there but us." He stated and Daryl shook his head.
"Is that shit 'posed ta make me feel better? Cuz it dont!" He pulled back from me, calm and sat on his knees, in between my legs, looking down at me with heavy eyes.
"We'll leave within an hour." Rick stated and I stood, holding my hand out to Daryl, who took it. I pulled him up, and he immediately draped over me. I walked us back to our tent and sat him down on the bed I had remade.
"Looks nice in here." He noted, looking around, but not really seeing. I nodded, and set the back pack down next to him, opening it and beginning to pull things out.
"Whats all this?" He asked and I smiled sadly.
"I was going to go yesterday, back to Atlanta to get him. But they stopped me. Formed a circle around me and tried talking me down." I spoke and I felt his eyes on me. I willed myself not to cry, but it started up again. "He's going to go crazy from exposure." I said. "We have to get down there NOW!"
Daryl sighed, grabbing my hand and tugging me onto his lap. His arms wrapped around me, and mine around him. This was one of those learned habits from being such a great couple for three whole months.
I cried into his chest, and he sat there and took it like a man. "I can't let cha go." Daryl spoke quietly and I pulled back.
"What?" I asked, wiping under my eyes.
"Yer a mess, and theres already four goin'. I just wanna get in and out, not hafta worry about you." He pushed some hair away from my face. "Besides, dependin' on what we do find, I don't want ya ta see him like that, and neither would he." Daryl sighed. "And on the off chance that he did get free, he's gonna be bringin' alotta vengeance down on this camp, and I have a feeling yer gonna be the only one able to stop it."
I sighed, pushing hair out of Daryl's face. "You better come back." I told him and he frowned.
"I told Merle I'd protect ya. If I break that promise, the old boy's gonna have my ass." He said. "Im coming back." He tightened his arms around me, and I pulled myself closer to him, closing my eyes.
Not even twenty minutes later, I walked Daryl to the back of the cube truck and watched as he paced like a caged animal. I had climbed up there with him, leaning against the side, watching as he amped himself up for the trip. "You're gonna find him." I reassured him and he threw an angry look at me. I didn't take it offensively, just smiled.
"Damn straight I am." He spoke, glaring at the forms of the people behind us. He began pacing again, and he was wired up. I could tell that this version of him was just going to get himself hurt, so I had to do something to distract him.
I reached out and grabbed his hand, yanking him to me, and crashed our lips together. My eyes were closed, but I knew his were wide with surprise. But I still wrapped around him tighter and let my hands stray into his hair, tugging lightly. Immediately he wrapped his arms around me, pushing me against the side of the truck and deepened the kiss.
I whimpered a bit as he pressed himself fully against me, kissing me deeply, making me feel as though he was drinking me. This was our first real kiss, and it was hot. I tugged him closer by his hair so we were pressed if at all tighter together and it was his turn to groan as one hand settled on my ass and the other went to my long brown hair, twisting a fist out of it and tilting my head back farther so he had better access.
"Hey, we're gonna get goin-Oh, Ill come back." I heard Glenn speak, and we broke apart, gasping for air, staring heavily at each other.
"The hell was that?" Daryl asked softly, staring at me in wonder.
I shook my head, my fingers coming up to touch my swollen lips. "I don't know. But I liked it." I stated boldly, knowing he wouldn't, and watched his eyes widen in satisfaction. "Come back safe." I stated, touching him lightly, then jumping out of the truck, walking past everyone blindly.
"I just kissed Daryl Dixon...on my own accord." I said stupidly to myself, over and over. I turned and watched as the guys pulled away, Daryl's eyes set firmly on me. "What the fuck'd I get my self into?" I asked, trying to ignore how his look sent heat straight past my panty line...
"Fuck." I kicked a rock angrily, sitting down on the tail gate of the truck.
"I thought you two broke up?" Amy walked over to me with a sly grin.
I rolled my eyes. "Word travels fast." I stated grimly, thinking of choking Glenn when he got back.
"I think you two are cute." She defended, hopping up with me. "Andrea isn't their biggest fan, I guess Merle said some pretty mean stuff to her back in Atlanta. But Daryl seems nice enough." She said. "Shy, but nice."
I laughed at the thought of anyone thinking he was nice. "You should tell him that, he doesn't get it very often." I told her and she frowned at me, head tilted to the side. "Honestly? Merle's told me more about it than Daryl has." I told her and she gave me another look of confusion. "The Dixon's weren't raised the best, their daddy hit them, they were dirt poor, no one talked to them, they were the town scum." I told her.
"You did though." She smiled and I grinned, nervous.
"At first, I treated them like everyone else did." I told her, an ashamed look over coming my features. "Then I started bar tending to pay my moms hospital bills, and I met Merle. Around that time, I started realizing that everything I had said had been wrong. So hurtfully and painfully wrong that, I felt like a bitch. So I promised to spend the rest of my life making it up to them. No matter who saw me." I told her and she smiled.
"I hope one day I find a guy that looks at me like Daryl looks at you." She said, looking over the camp site.
"What do you mean?" I asked, genuinely confused.
"Daryl looks at you like, you're the only one there. Like you're the only one that can piss him off, then make him laugh in the same sentence. Like despite what happened before, you're a different person and it surprises him every day." She looked over at me with a grin. "He loves you." She said shortly. "But of course you already know that." She laughed and I was still frozen in shock.
Daryl Dixon most certainly did NOT look at me like that!
"So, are you two back together?" She asked and I looked at her, still in shock.
"Uh, I...uh...ha. Well, I guess you could say we're taking it day by day." I finished and she laughed.
"In college, relationships are a lot more simple. Either you are or you aren't. It seems like you and Andrea are at the same place with the...maybe maybe not phase." She rolled her eyes and hopped off the truck. "You guys will work it out. Its the end of the world. No time to take the people you love for granted." She said and I nodded.
"You're a smart kid." I told her and she smiled.
"Tell that to my sister." She walked away, leaving me in shock. I laid back on the bed of the truck and sighed.
I had gotten all my chores for today done yesterday because I had planned to spend today with Merle down at the lake. I sat up again and hopped down, walking past the tree line to Merle's tent. I wanted to start airing it out. Biting my lip I looked over into the woods.
They were quiet today...Really quiet.
A/N Heres where Im at. If you think I need to read up on my character synopsis, don't read the story. If you don't like where its headed, or think its tacky, don't read the story. If you don't like that it follows the STORYLINE, don't read the story. Im tired of the negativity of the few, since so many other LOVE this story. If you don't like something don't read it. Simple, as, that. And honestly, you're opinion doesn't matter to me because SO MANY OTHERS SEEM TO LIKE the out of character Daryl, the fact that its 'unoriginal', and the fact that it follows the show. So have a nice day.
For you DEDICATED readers, I hope you enjoyed their first REAL kiss : ) Im super excited for the next few chapters, you're gonna love them. I'll update again either tomorrow or Thursday. I love you guys, kiss kiss.