"You seriously had a couple come in, attached at the-"
"Yeah, his penis was stuck inside of her." I told him and he laughed.
"I guess its better than gettin' lock jaw." He stated and I laughed this time.
"Oh yeah? And what would you know about lock jaw?" I asked and he grinned.
"Wouldn't you like to know." He said childishly and I grinned. I stopped the car and he looked around, frowning. "Why'd you stop?" He asked and I smirked, leaning across the arm rest.
"I don't wanna know about your run ins with lock jaw, I don't give a shit about all that. All I wanna do is this." I stated, grabbing his head and crashing his lips against mine. He groaned, deepening the kiss and I unbuckled my seat belt. He grabbed my hips, lifting me over the console and making it so I was straddling him. He untied my shirt, and it fell open again, my hands went to his belt buckle and he lifted me, tugging my shorts down.
As soon as my shorts hit my knees another bright light had us breaking apart. "Thats Daryl's truck." He stated.
"Shit." I groaned. I yanked my shorts up just as Daryl hit the brakes.
"Fuck." Shane stated and I threw a questioning glance at him. He gestured to his lap, and the very obvious bulge he had stuffed back in his pants.
The passenger door was ripped open, and I suddenly realized I hadn't fixed my shirt yet.
"Aint this cute." Daryl growled. His eyes ablaze. I had never seen him this pissed.
"Stay here." I told Shane, as Daryl grabbed my arm and yanked me out of the car.
"No, come here." Daryl stated, grabbing him by his collar and dragging him out of the car. He threw him to the ground and immediately began throwing punches. Shane never had a fucking chance. "I oughta shoot you where you stand, you fucker." He growled, kicking him in the stomach.
"Daryl, fucking stop it!" I cried, grabbing him by his collar. I tried pulling him off, but he pushed me off. "Daryl!" I tugged again, but this time he swung his arm and caught me in the face, sending me to my ass.
I cried out, my hands flying to my face as both blood and tears streamed down. He let go of Shane at hearing my cry and looked at me, his eyes wide and jaw slack.
"Sammie." He said weakly, walking to me and dropping to his knees.
He reached a hand out, and I flinched, making him freeze and tears well in his eyes. "Sammie, I didn't-" He cut off and I shook my head, pushing away from him.
"You're worse than him." I told him, Shane picking himself up with difficulty. Daryl shook his head. "You hurt me worse than my dad ever could." I told him and he closed his eyes, putting his hands in his hair, tugging.
"No." He said firmly. "I didn't mean to-"
"Thats what makes it worse." I stated, standing up and walking to Shane, letting him lean on me as I took him to the SUV.
"Mind elaborating?" He groaned and I shook my head.
"Im so sorry." I told him, helping him in the truck and ignoring his question. I tied my shirt again and walked around the car, starting it and leaving Daryl in the middle of the road, looking at his hands with tears streaming down his face.
My eyes opened painfully, slowly, it was bright and I prayed to God that I was just dead. It would be so much easier. So much easier than living with my asshole father. So much easier than seeing Daryl with someone else.
I coughed, and suddenly there was a shadow over me. Squinting, I sighed at the familiar face. "I must be in hell, I know for a fact you wouldn't be my angel." I stated and Merle grinned widely.
"THERES MY GIRL! I told ya she was a fuckin' fighter!" Merle exclaimed then dropped a kiss to my forehead. I blinked and tried sitting up, but Merle forced me to lay back.
"Take it easy there girly." Merle stated. I coughed, trying to find my voice.
"What happened?" I asked, my voice scratchy and throbbing.
"You're goin' to live with Daryl, thats what happened." Merle stated and I frowned.
"What?" I asked.
"That sumbitch put ya in a fuckin' coma. But don' worry little girl, I put him inta one hellova ride too." He winked, then made a shushing noise. "But 'cordin ta the neighbors, he walked out inta traffic." He stated.
I winced. "He's gonna kill me." I told Merle, and he shook his head with a smile, as another voice spoke up.
"He aint never gonna touch you again, Sammie." Daryl walked forward, sitting on the opposite side of my bed as Merle. "I'll kill the fucker before I let him near you again. Yer comin to live with me, fer as long as ya want."
My eyes filled with tears and I coughed again to clear my throat. "Merle get out." Daryl stated.
Merle, for once in his life, listened and left, leaving Daryl and I alone. "How'ya really feelin?" He asked and I sighed.
"Shit." I told him and he nodded, grabbing my hand and brushing hair out of my face with his other.
"Ya lied to me cuz of him, huh? Thats why Merle kept talkin to ya." He stated and I nodded weakly.
"Im so sorry." I sobbed and he shushed me, leaning forward to brush his lips across mine.
"Don't be sorry. Not yer fault, but I wish ya woulda just told me. Woulda saved us a buncha trouble." He told me and I coughed again.
"He scared me so much, he said he was going to get after you, and I cant loose you." I sobbed, and he shook his head.
"You aint loose me, as long as you'll forgive me fer actin like an ass at Jimmy's the other day." He told me with a smile and I chuckled.
"Deal."
Later
I checked on Tucker, Merle moved him to my tent for me, then I set up a station and cleaned Shane up, taking care of his wounds. Daryl had done a number on him, but Shane would be fine. Once I finished up, Shane worked on my face for me, cleaning me up so Tucker wouldn't freak out in the morning.
"So what was that about?" He asked and I rolled my eyes.
"Jealous ex husband, Im sure you saw your fair share of that officer." I told him and he grinned. I didn't feel comfortable sharing things with Shane. Especially something like that.
"How about this, you tell me why Lori is mean mugging me, and I'll tell you why I made Daryl cry." I told him and he shook his head.
"That, my dear is a tale for another day." He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine softly. We both winced, our cut lips getting to both of us.
"If anyone asks-" I stated.
"We ran into some Walker trouble." Shane finished, brushing my hair back. "Until tomorrow, gorgeous." He grinned, waltzing to his tent, just as Daryl's truck returned. I met his eyes, then turned and got back into the tent.
I looked over at Merle, sleeping soundly, behind him, on my bed, Tuck was passed out, taking up the whole air mattress. "Just like his daddy." I whispered to myself, getting ready for bed. I rearranged Tuck so I could lay down, and cuddled up to him. Closing my eyes, I was out like a light.
