Journal entry-type story focusing on OC Melanie Collins and Daryl Dixon. Set after "Spend", Daryl is out recruiting and Melanie is alone after her camp is overrun. Slooooooooooowburn. COMPLETE!
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April? 2016
I don't know how he knew. I could tell he was observant but I didn't realize how much. I'm barely even showing.
After walking through the woods for a few hours, thankfully silent, the pair of us heard the snap of a stick and turned towards the noise, guns up. But it was just the bowman, coming towards us with a pair of rabbits slung over his shoulder.
I continued walking, and they continued following. And I would have kept going. I really would have. If not for the rain. Stupid, stupid rain. The kind of frigid spring rain that burns a little bit when it hits your skin. I hate that kind of rain.
So I had to stop, and I did so when I found a small old gas station. What it's doing in the middle of the woods, I'll never know, but it had a roof and four walls so I was set. However my two new companions decided to join me.
They helped me to secure the place without my asking and then I set myself up, as far away from them as possible. Our resident hunter had different plans though.
He set himself up, then went about skinning and cleaning the rabbits, while Aaron lit a small fire. The smell when they started cooking them was intoxicating. And it must have shown on my face because after they were done, Daryl stood up and walked over to me, offering me a good chunk.
I shook my head, not wanting to be indebted to these men in any way, when he gave me a once over and said, "Ain't good for tha baby."
My mouth literally feel to my feet.
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