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Chapter 11

Rick woke to a warm body underneath him. He looked up at Daryl's face from is chest. He was a handsome mess, his hair sex tousled, his feet sticking out from the bottom of the blanket; his woodsy spicy scent enveloped Rick. His eyes traveled to Daryl's broken arm and the bruise on the side of his face had turned a yellowish purple and was disappearing. He reached out and ran his fingers threw Daryl's hair successfully tousling it even more.

His eyes lazily opened at the feel of Rick's fingers they locked gazes. Rick studied Daryl's partially blind eye, still a bit cloudy but not bad. The pupil was broken in one spot, but was still breathtaking. To Rick, Daryl was the most amazing thing that has ever walked this earth. Of course, Daryl disagreed but that didn't stop Rick from thinking so. "Mornin' gorgeous, how'd ja sleep?"

Daryl shivered as a cold breeze blew across his body. Winter was coming and they all could feel it. They had to get to that prison before it starting snowing or nobody's going to make it. Daryl ducked into tent and grabbed his jacket. He sighed irritably; his eye was driving him crazy.

Everything was gray and he could only see colors like bright red or bright yellow. He couldn't make out any features but he knew the difference between a human and a tree. If only he'd been watching more closely he would've saw that deer. Stupid thing decided to fly across the road in front of him just as he was zoning out. He felt so stupid.

Not only did Rick wreck because of him but now he couldn't see out of his left goddamn eye and his freaking arm was broken. He sighed irritably again and buttoned his coat so that his broken arm was safely tucked inside. They were running out of food but he couldn't hunt with a broken arm. He felt so useless, so utterly goddamn useless. The only thing he looked forward too was Rick. Without Rick Daryl probably would've offed himself months ago.

Daryl looked around the little group for him. He really wanted to see him and hear his voice. Daryl's mind ventured last night. Daryl felt warmth spreading inside him. Absolute mind blowing sex and holding Rick after was the most amazing feeling.

God he was turning into a girl. It scared him how much Rick had changed him in such little time. Daryl scanned the group again still not seeing Rick. Frowning he continued on with what he was doing. "Daryl?" he heard a soft voice behind him.

He turned and was face to face with a doey eyed Carol. Daryl frowned at her. "Whut?" he stared at her with the intensity that only a Dixon could possess.

"Hershel told me it was time to change your bandages," she batted her eyelashes at him. She took his sleeve and pulled him to the station wagon. Now Daryl wasn't gonna lie Carol was a pretty woman with a sweet heart to boot. But she just wasn't Rick. No one was his Rick.

Daryl sat down in the trunk while Carol unbuttoned his coat. She pulled it off his shoulders slowly. Daryl furrowed his brow at her strange actions. Soon as the bandages were changed Daryl noted Carol was defiantly after him. He thanked her quickly and booked ass out of there.

Still not seeing Rick anyone Daryl decided to take a walk. He shouldered his cross bow and walked into the tree line. He was going for about twenty minutes when he heard something. He followed the noise and came to a clearing. He could hear the sounds of an argument. He put his back to a tree and peeked around its trunk.

What he saw made his heart drop into his stomach, he felt sick and hurt. Daryl peeked around the tree just in time to see Lori give Rick an unwanted kiss. But from where Daryl knelt it looked like he wanted it. Daryl abruptly stood and took off. He ran until his legs could no longer hold him up. He reached up and his hand came back wet.

He collapsed onto a log and it hit him. He started violently gasping and sobbing. He tried to stop but he couldn't. Daryl stayed there until it started to get dark. Realizing he had to get back he hauled himself up to his feet.

He trudged back the way he came. It was pitch black out by the time he made it back to camp. When he burst through the tree line Rick stood up. He came towards Daryl. Daryl growled at him and went to his tent. Rick was taken aback what had he done?

He went to their tent unzipped it and went inside. "Daryl? What's wrong? What did I do?" Rick questioned Daryl's back.

"Nuthin its ma fault ma fault fer bein stupid enough ta fall in love. Yew clearly still love Lori I guess I can understan' that. This is goodbye Rick," Daryl whispered the last part as his heart clenched painfully.

"D-Daryl no what do you mean!" Rick pleaded with Daryl. Daryl didn't answer.

"Go Rick," Daryl said after a while "Go be with yer family. Fergit this ever happened," Daryl couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face he kept his back to Rick and listened until he heard shuffled movements and the tent opening zipped closed. Daryl hadn't felt this shitty for years. His heart was broken and he let the tears fall freely in the safety of his lonely tent. He should never have been so stupid.

Never.

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