I stood outside Daryl's trailer. It was dark inside, which made me nervous. Maybe I waited too long and he went to bed. I held my fist up ready to knock but stopped myself. What's wrong with you? Why are you so scared? I decided to just do it. Biting my lip, I knocked on the door. I heard a commotion shortly after then the door opened. I could just see him in the darkness. "Hi." I smiled.

"Hey." He said. "Come on inside. It's cold." He put his hand on my back and kind of pushed me inside, then put a lamp on. I stood there for a minute looking around. Daryl's place was about the same size as mine. Maybe smaller. It seemed…homelike though. "What's 'at?" Daryl asked referring to the bowl I was holding.

I looked down at it before answering. "I…made you some jell-o." I smiled.

He smirked. "You and that damn jell-o." He took it from me and put it in the fridge. "Thanks." He kissed my forehead making me smile.

There was a brief pause. "It was so dark in here, I thought you went to bed or something."

"Nah." Daryl answered roughly. He was giving me a weird look. "Ya okay? Ya sound like you was cryin'."

I really don't want to talk about that right now. I was glad my dad didn't ask any questions when I got back. "It's nothing." I shook my head sighing. "So, what do you want to do?"

"Up to you." Was all he said. "How ya feelin'? You know, down there?"

"Uh…it's still a little sore." I admitted. "I think I'll be alright though."

"No." He shook his head. "We ain't doin' nothin' then. I ain't hurtin' ya no more."

My eyes widened. "But Daryl, I'm fine—

"No." He snapped. I was taken aback, I think he noticed because his expression softened. He walked closer to me and kissed my forehead. "I ain't hurtin' ya." He said seriously.

I finally understood and just nodded. "Okay. Well…we could…do other things though." I smiled.

"Like what?" He looked down at me.

I grinned at him. "I could give you a blow job." My grin spread wider.

He looked away with raised eyebrows looking uncomfortable like he does. It made me laugh. "Ya don't have to."

"Oh, I want to." I smiled lasciviously at him and giggled. "So, what do you say?" I grabbed his hands and put then over my breasts. My hand moved down to his cock, I felt him get hard. He was giving me an intense stare. I just proceeded to unbuckle and unzip his jeans then pulled the material down as I lowered myself onto my knees. I smiled up at him while going down. I finally pulled his boxers down and his erection was free. I had an immature thought that it reminded me of a jack in the box and almost laughed out loud.

I traced his length with my finger and smiled up at him one last time. Daryl looked kind of nervous. I was a little nervous myself, I have never done this before. I started by licking the tip. Not bad. I thought. I let him inside my mouth but not completely. I pulled back so he was out and looked up at him. I again pushed him inside my mouth but let him in farther this time. Then, I licked the tip again. I repeated that but faster this time.

I kept doing that over and over again. In and out a few times then lick. I felt Daryl tense up, he had one hand on the counter. "Abby." He said. I ignored him. "Abby, I'm gonna—" Before he could finish that sentence, I felt liquid hit the back of my throat. I just swallowed without thinking about it. Salty. I thought. I smiled up at him, then stood up wrapping my arms around his neck. Daryl was giving me a hard stare. "You done that before?"

"No." I answered. "That was the first time." I gasped. "Was I good?" I got excited.

"Yeah." He nodded. "Real good. It's like ya ain't got a gag reflex."

I grinned from ear to ear at his compliment. Resting my head on his chest, I started thinking. I wish we could have sex. I was disappointed. I gave him a sad look. "I wish we could…I know you don't want to but I wish we could."

"It ain't that I don't want to. It's that I don't wanna hurt ya." Daryl said lowly. He kissed me between my eyes softly. It made me feel warm inside and I smiled.

"Let's go to bed." I looked up at him. He nodded.

Just then, he scooped me up causing me to giggle and carried me to his bed.

It was a real cold night, I snuggled up close to Daryl taking in his scent, his touch, his everything. I want to tell him that I love him but I don't know if it's the right time. I just remembered about that guy from earlier. I giggled. I want to see his reaction to that. "Oh yeah. So earlier, I took a walk and this older guy came over to me and asked me to take a picture of him," I made a weird face, "then he asked me if I knew about any available trailers. And then he asked me to the concert this Saturday night." I laughed.

He turned to me quickly. "What? What'd you tell him?"

"Uh, no." I gave him a weird look and laughed.

Daryl stared at me for a moment. "He try anythang with you? Cuz I'll kill 'im."

"Oh, Daryl, calm down." I waved. "He didn't so anything. And he was nice about it."

"He could 'a." He seemed angry. I didn't take Daryl as the jealous type. I smirked. "And I don't give a shit who he is. I don't want him around my girl. I don't want NO one hittin' on my girl. " He pulled me closer. I smiled.

"Yeah, well, the same goes for you, Mr. Dixon." I touched his lips. "I don't want any other girls around you."

"You ain't gotta worry about that." He nodded. "Not my ugly ass. It's you I gotta worry about. Yer too damn gorgeous." He kissed my forehead. "I don't know what ya see in me."

I gave him a look. I don't like when he talks about himself like that. It really makes me mad. "I hate when you say stuff like that about yourself. You're not ugly, so stop saying it." I scolded him. "I think you're sexy as hell." I pushed his hair back and kissed his cheek.

"Yeah." He sighed. He didn't sound convinced. "So…what was ya upset about?"

"What?" I looked up at him.

"You was cryin' earlier. Why?" He pushed.

I blinked at him a few times. "I said, it was nothing."

"Don't lie to me." He gave me a serious look. "What was it?"

I stared at him. Should I tell him? I mean…I really didn't want to talk about it. But I have to tell him something. I might as well then. I cleared my throat. "I…I was gonna read to Judith tonight. She didn't want me to though. Said she was too old for that now." I let out a small laugh. "But then…she started asking questions about my mom." I paused for a minute. "I told her that she used to sing this song to Carl, and then…she asked me to sing it. I did. Then, I got real emotional." I shrugged and looked down sadly.

I heard Daryl exhale sharply through his nose. "Sorry, baby." He spoke gently. He started playing with my hair, rubbing the ends of it. I liked it a lot. I just smiled and laid my head on his chest. I love him.

I woke up on my own the next morning. That was probably the best sleep I have ever had. It was because Daryl was with me. I smiled and stretched. It was still pretty early. "Hi, beautiful." Daryl greeted me with a kiss on the forehead. "Sleep good?"

"Yes, I did." I smiled. "I always do when I'm with you."

"Me too."

I smiled. "Were you just watching me sleep the whole time?"

He smirked because he knew he was caught. "No, not the whole time. Since I got up at six." I smiled at him. There was a brief pause. "Want some breakfast?" Daryl asked me.

I sat up a little. "I would love some but…I should probably get home." I gave him a disappointed look. "I want the thrill of sneaking back into the house without anyone noticing." I laughed. I suddenly thought of something. "Unless…you wanna fuck?" I smiled.

I actually think he almost laughed. "As much as I want to…just give yerself another day, alright?"

I was disappointed and a little annoyed but I know it's only because he cares for me. "Okay." I smiled. I stood up and threw my pants on, then Daryl followed me to the door. We tightly embraced and gave each other a long goodbye kiss. "Can we meet up somewhere later?" I looked up at him with my big eyes. "Or I could just come here?"

"Sure, yeah." He nodded. "Whatever you want."

I smiled. I don't know why he always leaves everything up to me? I mean…it's really sweet of him but I don't always have to be the one making the decisions. I decided to just not say anything about that. "Okay." I smiled sweetly. "I'll come by later then." He nodded. I opened his door and walked down the steps but turned back around. I blew him a kiss. His mouth set into a thin line. He doesn't like that mushy stuff. I thought and laughed.

I walked up the ramp to my porch and opened the door. It wasn't locked. Good. That means no one has gotten up yet. I practically tiptoed inside and took a peek. The main room was empty. Yes! I opened the door being as quiet as possible, then went straight into my and Judith's shared room.

Once the door was closed, I knew I had made it. I smiled to myself while laying down in my bed. I waited a few minutes to see if anyone got up, but they never did. I grinned wildly. I have successfully completed my first "sneak out" with Daryl.

I laid back with my hands behind my head. The only thing that would have made this moment better, is if Daryl and I would have had sex before I left. However, I might have gotten caught on my way in because it would have been longer.

I wasn't going to go to sleep, I was already well rested, but I figured I would just lay here for a bit. At least until I heard someone else get up. That way, it will look like I'm still sleeping. Mmm. I started thinking. Maybe I should make breakfast. Good idea! I hopped out of bed and headed into the kitchen.

I decided to make scrambled eggs. As I was making them, I thought about Daryl. He asked me if I wanted some breakfast. Maybe I should have stayed there and had breakfast with him. The thought made me sad. Surely, we would have tons of meals together in the future, but…I don't know. Something made me feel bad about it and I wanted to just go back over there. I couldn't though. I became saddened.

Just then, I heard my dad and Michonne's door open but I like didn't pay it any mind. I was deep in thought or something. "I was just coming to do that." I heard my dad say. I looked at him.

"Oh, hi, daddy." I smiled. "And it's all good." I shrugged. "I don't mind making breakfast."

"Well, thanks." He kissed my temple. I just gave him a small smile.

The four of us ate breakfast together and talked. I usually don't eat breakfast, mainly because I'm not a morning person and I sleep in and miss it. However, it was kind of nice, you know? Eating together as a family. I missed this. "Have any plans today?" My dad asked.

"Kind of but not really." I said taking a long sip of my orange juice. No one knows this but I put some vodka in there. Mm. Screw drivers are so good.

"What's that mean?" My dad asked me.

"…well, I was gonna see if Tess or Carrie maybe wanted to do something today." I lied.

"Oh, that would be good." My dad said. "Maybe you can take Judith and they can bring Megan and those two can play at the playground while you girls are hanging out." He suggested.

I bit my lip. I was only using that as an excuse to go see Daryl. What was I going to do now? I was about to say something but Judith spoke first. "I don't wanna go to the playground. That's for babies. I don't wanna do that stuff no more." She crossed her arms and walked off into her room. The three of us shared a look.

"So…what's up with that?" I pointed at her closed door. "She goin' through some early puberty or something?" I joked.

"I don't think that would happen as early as five. Maybe eight or nine but not five." Michonne said. I glanced at her.

My dad sighed. "I don't know what's goin' on with her. Maybe you can get it out of her?" He looked at me while he sipped his coffee.

"Maybe. But I doubt it." I raised my eyebrows. I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth. While I was doing that, I remembered when Daryl and I brushed our teeth together back at that cottage. That was the morning after my first orgasm. I smiled.

Once I was done with that, I realized I had to pee. So, I just sat down when…I. Saw. The. Worst. Thing. Ever. There was a spot of blood in my underwear. I stared at it wide-eyed. No! No! No! I was supposed to finally get to do it with Daryl again today! And I refuse to have sex while on my period. This ruins everything. I pounded my feet on the floor. "Damnit!" I said out loud.

"You alright in there?" I heard Michonne ask from the other room.

I didn't answer right away. "Yeah, I'm fine." I sighed. I finished up in there and went back out holding a roll of toilet paper. "I'm going down to the bathhouse." I said disappointingly. I heard my dad laugh.

"Well, when you get back," Michonne started, "I want to finally have that talk." My eyes widened and I turned slowly to her.

"What talk?" My dad looked from the both of us.

"Just lady stuff." Michonne answered. She sipped her coffee and gave me that look.

"Oh." I finally said. "Okay." I swallowed hard. Now I'm nervous. "Actually, I think I'll take my shower while I'm down there." I let out a nervous laugh.

She just shrugged. "Well, I'll be here when you get back." She kind of smirked.

My shoulders slumped. Damnit. I needed to stall.

I went in my room after that to gather up my stuff for the bathhouse. "You're supposed to knock." My sister scowled at me.

"Excuse me?" I cocked an eyebrow at her and gave her an amused look. Is she really trying to tell me? I closed the door so I could have more room. "This is my room too and last time I checked…you were a kid and don't need privacy." I let out a laugh. She was still giving me that look. I rolled my eyes. I am TOO damn old to be sharing a room with my little sister.

I continued going through my stuff. This is not going to be great. Michonne wants to talk about me and Daryl no doubt. I have been trying to avoid that conversation as much as I can. I don't see why it's any of her business anyway? I sighed.

"What are those?" I heard Judith ask. I looked up from what I was doing to see what she was talking about. She was looking at the box of feminine supplies I was holding.

"What? These?" I held them up. "These are tampons. I have my period." I gave her a stupid look.

"What's a period?" She looked at me in confusion.

I stared at her for a second almost looking shocked. Then I remembered, she's just a kid and I know no one has told her yet. "Oh yeah, that's right." I said. "You don't know about that stuff yet."

"Will you tell me?" She sat up looking me in the eye. I could tell she was very interested.

"Well, uh…it's this thing that happens to girls every month…" I stopped myself. I wonder if I should tell her? I mean…I was younger than her when I found out but…that was me. I think I remember crying? I shook my head and sighed. I'm just gonna tell her. "Anyway, it's when the lining of your uterus sheds…and you bleed…out of your vagina."

"What?" She looked scared. I almost felt bad because I remembered back when we learned about it in health class, even though I already knew what it was. However, mine was nothing like what they said it would be. It was awful. A nightmare.

"It's okay." I tried to reassure her. "I know it sounds scary but it's supposed to be a good thing. It makes you feel more grown up. More like a woman than a girl." I nodded. I wished I hadn't said that last part because I saw something light up in her eyes.

"When will I get my period?" She asked next. I somehow knew that question was coming.

I scoffed. "You shouldn't have to worry about that for like another six to seven years. So, enjoy it while you can." My eyes widened. I folded a towel and sat it on the bed. "But I really don't know, kid. Everyone's different."

"Well…how old were you when you got your period?" She looked at me innocently.

"I was…eleven." I said thinking. "Yeah, I remember it was the second to last day of fifth grade." I smirked.

"Well, then," Judith crossed her arms in front of her and smiled, "then I hope I get mine when I'm ten so I can beat you."

I raised my eyebrows. "Alright, kid. Sounds good." I said sarcastically. She'll be wishing she never said that once she gets hers. I thought. I looked at all my stuff on the bed. I think I have everything I need. I was about to put it in my bag when I saw all the boxes of condoms in there. Damnit. I said.

I had a thought just then. I should keep all of these at Daryl's house. It's safer to have them there than here. I'm just gonna take them all with me. "What's that?" My sister asked again. I realized she saw inside my bag. Shit!

"Uh…nothing." I shook my head and hurriedly closed my bag. There's no way I'm telling her about that yet! I gathered up my stuff and was about to walk out the door.

"Hey, sissy?" Judith stopped me. I turned to her. "You have your period." She giggled.

My shoulders slumped. I guess she's done with that grown up shit? "Yeah." I said annoyed. I really need my own room.

I felt a lot better after taking a shower. However, I was not looking forward to heading back home and finally having that conversation with my step mom. I was so nervous as to what she would say. I wish I had something else to do to stall longer. I mean…I could just go for a long walk or something, but that would make it obvious to her that I'm avoiding her and it would also be kind of rude.

I sighed while looking at my reflection in the mirror. I smoothed my eyebrows, then finally walked out the door. I wish my hair was more dried, I hate walking home in the cold with wet hair.

Someone was standing there when I walked out of the bathhouse. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw that it was Daryl. "Oh, hey." I smiled.

"Sorry, if I scared ya." He said. "I saw ya go in so I thought I'd wait out here."

"You didn't scare me." I laughed. "And you didn't have to wait out in the cold for me." I smiled. There was a slight pause. I looked around briefly then, beckoned him to come closer. I backed up against the wall so we were more out of sight. He took the hint and kissed me. It gave me good feelings. We have only been away from each other for a few hours but even that's too long.

We finally pulled apart and just looked at each other. I smiled warmly at him. Then, I had a feeling down below and remembered something. My smiled faded. "I have some bad news." I said sadly. He gave me a serious look. "It's not like that. I just, uh, well…I got my period this morning."

He just stared at me for a minute then cleared his throat. "That it?"

"What do you mean, is that it?" I gave him a stupid look. "That means we can't have sex. For at least five days!"

"Why not?"

Now I got a little annoyed. "Because I just don't want to."

Daryl was looking a little nervous now. He swallowed hard. "It won't bother me. Does it bother you?"

I hesitated. I never had sex while on my period, so I really don't know. I just think it will feel weird to me. Plus, my periods are always really bad, so I don't think I will even feel like it. "I just…" I trailed off.

"It's okay. Ya don't gotta explain." He shook his head. "Whatever you wanna do." He kissed my forehead. I smiled.

"Okay." I nodded and smiled. "Can…I still come over tonight?"

"Hell yeah." He said. "And ya don't gotta ask. Like I said, whatever you wanna do."

He's such a gentleman. I smiled sweetly. Just then, I had a nagging thought and remembered about Michonne. "Hey, I gotta go." I said. "Michonne told me she wants to talk to me about something." I rolled my eyes.

Daryl looked nervous. "Ya thank it's about us?"

"What else?" I said sarcastically. He looked even more nervous after that. "Look, I'm gonna try my best to convince her but if she knows then…she knows." I shrugged. "It's different for women, I know my dad is clueless about us but Michonne…mothers can always tell when their daughters are having sex." I swallowed. "Well, even though she's not my mom, she's still a mom. It's like women's intuition or something." I shook my head. "So, yeah…" I trailed off. Daryl was kind of giving me a stupid look. "What?"

"What do ya mean, 'what'?" He snapped. "You know no one can know."

"Yeah, but…if they did, would it really be that bad? I mean…we wouldn't have to sneak around anymore and we could move in together." I smiled. He was glaring at me. I sighed and became serious. "Okay. I'll make sure she never finds out." I nodded. "She won't." I looked up at him with my big eyes. "Please don't be mad at me."

His expression seemed to soften. "I ain't." He finally said. I relaxed a little. "Com'ere." He gently pulled me to him and we kissed. I was so happy that was over. "Alright." He said when we finally let go of each other. "Go. Get outta here." He slapped my bottom. I giggled.

I began walking away but turned back around. "Bye, Daryl." I said sweetly.

Michonne was sitting at the table reading a book when I walked in. She looked up when she saw me but didn't say anything. "Hey." I said with a sigh. I looked around. "Where's my dad?"

"He went to go talk to Glenn and he took Judith with him." She looked back down at her book.

I just nodded. "Sorry I took so long, I ran into a friend and talked to them for a minute." I half lied.

"That's fine." She closed her book. "Was the friend's name Daryl?" She was looking at me wide-eyed. Oh, so we're getting right into this? I bit my lip. She got up and stood in front of me. "Huh?"

I hesitated. What was the harm in telling her we just talked? "…Maybe." I shrugged. She crossed her arms and smirked at me. "What?" I gave her an annoyed look.

"I'm just gonna say it," she started, "Abby, are you and Daryl fooling around?"

"No." I answered too quickly. It wasn't a complete lie. I don't look at it that way. We're not hooking up. We're in love.

"Really? Because the two of you sure have been spending a lot of time together."

"So?" I shrugged. "We're good friends. We've been close ever since the prison attack…when we got out together."

"Mhm." She nodded. "And what about what Judith said that night? At the cottage?"

I got a little angry and defensive. "Judith is a little kid that has no idea what she's talking about. We went hunting that day for rabbits."

"Okay. So, where was the rabbit?" Her question caught me off guard.

I swallowed hard. "We couldn't find any." I shrugged.

"Really because see, Daryl always comes back with something when he goes hunting." She gave me an accusing look. I could feel my face getting hotter. "And I know you're not telling me the truth because of how defensive you got just then. If you weren't guilty, then you would have been more calm about it."

"Maybe that's because I'm telling you and you're not believing me." I snapped.

"Because it's not the truth!" She snapped back taking me by surprise. She seemed to calm down a little. "I'm gonna ask you one more time, Abigail, and you better not lie to me." She was giving me a serious look. "Are you and Daryl fooling around?" She said each word carefully.

I bit my lip. Remember what Daryl said, he doesn't want anyone to know. I think she already knows though. It might make things easier if she knows. And I kind of want to tell her. Daryl would be so mad though! I don't want to betray him. What should I do? I eventually made my decision. I shook my head. "No." I said, then cleared my throat. Michonne gave me an annoyed look. Before she said anything, though, I said, "we're in love."

Her eyes widened. "You're in love?" She said it like she doesn't believe me. Unbelievable! Even when I tell her the truth she doesn't believe me! I thought angrily.

"That's right." I squinted at her. "And I'm an adult, so I don't want to hear anything you have to say about it unless it's to be happy for me. For US."

"Do you know who Daryl is?" She said wide-eyed.

"Yeah, I do." I answered too quickly again. "He's my man."

She was giving me a look of disbelief. "And your father's best friend."

I sighed heavily. "Yeah, I know. That's why we didn't want anyone to know."

Michonne scoffed. "Are you even hearing me? Have you given any thought of how your dad would feel about this?"

"Yeah, I actually have." I nodded backing up a little. "And we're not letting it stand in the way of our love. I'm not." I said roughly.

"Alright, we'll see about that." She cleared her throat. "So, what do you plan on doing now?"

Her question confused me. "…uh…nothing. I'm gonna continue to see my man." I stated matter of factly. She was giving me a look, I realized why she was looking at me that way. My eyes widened. "You're not telling him!" I snapped. "I'm an adult, I'm twenty-two years old and I know what I'm doing. It's my business and I will tell my dad when I'm ready. And even besides that…Daryl and I really like each other."

Michonne was quiet for a long time. She was nodding her head and had a small smile on her face. "Okay. Okay, we'll leave it at that then. If that's really what you want."

I relaxed a little. "It is." I nodded. "I'm not ready for my dad to know. I wouldn't even want to tell him if it was someone besides Daryl and my own age." I sighed. "Even though I am an adult, I don't want him to know that I'm doing…that…yet." I looked at her more seriously. "It's a father/daughter thing. You're a woman, you should understand that."

"Oh, believe me, I do." She eventually smiled.

I sighed in relief and smiled back. I'm glad we understand each other. "Thanks, Michonne."

"Of course." She spoke a lot softer now. "And if you ever need any advice, you know you can come to me. I'll do my best." She smiled. I just smiled back.

I picked my bag up off of the floor and took it into my room. Unpacking my stuff, I realized I didn't give Daryl those condoms. Damnit! Oh well, I will just bring them tonight. Oh my God! Daryl! He's going to be so mad when he finds out I told Michonne! Maybe I should just not tell him. I thought for a minute. No, I can't do that. I have to tell him. He's not going to be very happy about it at all. Maybe he won't be so mad when I tell him that Michonne promised she won't tell my dad? One can only hope. I sighed heavily and laid back on my bed. "What a day."