Chapter 12

I took first watch for the rest of the night. Alex stayed in the RV with Glenn and Dale. Andrea never left Amy. My thoughts wandered to Daryl. Why would he promise my Abuelito something I knew he would not do? And why did I get so upset when Rick pointed the gun at his head? My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a small noise. I stood up and aimed my bow in the direction it had come from. A squirrel jumped out and I sighed. As I sat back down I frowned. There was something funny about my chair. I turned around and immediately jumped up. Daryl.

"What the hell Dixon?" I hissed.

"Ye seemed comfortable." He said.

"I will admit it was more comfortable then the chair." I said.

He smirked and grabbed my hand. He pulled me back down to him. I stared into his light blue eyes.

"Why did you do it?" I asked.

"Whatddya talking 'bout?" He asked.

"Stepping in front of the gun pointed at me and promising my Abuelito you would be there for me and Alex." I said.

He looked away. I could tell he was thinking about what I asked him. He turned around and put his hand on my shoulder.

"I blocked ye because I didn't want ye to get hurt. And I promised yer' grandpa I would be there for ye because something in me wouldn't let me say no." He said.

"I thought…..you didn't like anyone here." I said quietly.

"I don't want to. I can't get ya out of my damn mind. Every time I hunt yer face pops up! Every time I'm killing them walkers I see ya! I can't explain it!" He said.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his. He didn't push me away and he didn't respond. I pulled away and looked at him.

"I'm sorry….I…"

"Shut-up."

He pulled my lips back to his. I felt warm. And I felt the heart I didn't think I had begin to race. I put my hand on his face and moved closer to him if possible. However we jumped apart when we heard someone speak.

"What the hell?"

I looked over and saw Glenn standing there staring at us.

"Right…your watch. Okay I'll go to my tent. And Glen you saw nothing alright?"

He nodded and then I grabbed my bow and quiver and climbed down. I went to my tent and found it closer to the camp then it was. I guessed someone moved so I was closer and they could see me. I crawled inside and lay down on my cot. I couldn't seem to get Daryl out of my mind. I hadn't felt anything for so long and now this man cared about me? I didn't understand.