Ch.39
After that scene, we all head in different directions. Carol tries to talk to Daryl, but he storms out pulling me along. When we get far enough away, I pull back on his hand holding mine.
Daryl stops in his tracks and looks at me confused. "What was that about back there with Carol? Why did you storm off? And don't try and tell me it's none of my damn business when it has to deal with someone in our group." I ask upset at the way he's been acting towards her.
"It doesn't matter. She pissed me off yesterday." Daryl grunts at me. "It does to matter." I yank my hand away. "You shouldn't treat our group members in such a way. We're all that we have left, remember? Yeah I may not like certain people, but I don't go out of my way to be mean to them." I lecture him.
"Please, just think about your actions next time. You don't treat family that way." I place my hand up to his cheek and he lets out a sigh. "I'm sorry to lecture you, but I care about our group. We need to get along in order to survive. I don't want anyone getting hurt, especially you." I stare deep into his blue eyes.
I make Daryl look at me when he pulls away. "Daryl, you're the only guy that I've felt this way for. I don't want anything bad to happen to you. I can't lose you." I say wiping my tears.
Daryl's eyes glaze over as he stares into my eyes. I've never seen this side of him. "Daryl? You okay? Did I break you?" I ask concerned if I said something to offend him. That's the last that I would want to do.
Before I could say anything else, Daryl pulls me in for a rough kiss. "I have one more question for you. A personal one about us." I say as we break apart. "What about us?" he pulls me close to his chest.
"Are we...official now? As a couple." I ask feeling his hands caress up my back. I sigh as he places a hand between my thighs. His other hand is on my breast and kisses me fiercely at my wavered breathing.
My heart is pounding so hard at Daryl's touch. I place my hands around his neck as he kisses down mine. "Is that a yes...or are you just avoiding the question?" I pant out of breath.
"Depends. Do you want us to be?" Daryl asks finally speaking up. "Yes, I do." I say with a smile. "Then it's official. I can't lose you either." he says kissing me again and leading me back to our tent.
When we reach the tent, I speak up with a smirk on my face. "So have you ever had a girlfriend before?" I ask brushing his hip. "I've had lovers. They were all bitchy, though. When I needed ass, they came running. I'd kick them out after everything." Daryl tells me honestly.
I swallow my curiosity at his honesty. Sadness and anxiety begins to swell in my chest. I don't know what to think now. I argue with myself whether I'm just a piece of ass to Daryl or whether I'm actually something more to him.
Noticing my expression, Daryl confronts me saying that I'm not just a piece of ass to him, and that he really cares about me. At least I'm not some dumb, whiney hooker to him. He actually wants to keep me. I feel so special now.
"Look, I know you probably think I don't care at times, but I would do anything for you. I promise. You're my woman. I believe I..." Daryl says trying to spit out his last confession.
I tear up while pulling Daryl in for a deep kiss. "I feel the same way. I have fallen majorly for you." I say pulling back to stare into his beautiful blue eyes. Then he kisses me again before pulling me back to the group.
A week later, Hershel says that Randall is well enough to be on his own again. So Rick and Shane drop the boy off at some rundown place they found several miles away from the farm.
I walk into the kitchen to grab a snack. "What's up, guys?" I smile at Lori and Andrea. They greet me in return, then I continue searching the cupboards for something to eat.
Soon I hear screaming coming from upstairs. "What's going on? Why are they fighting?" I ask concerned. "Beth tried to kill herself. I noticed when the steak knife was missing from her plate." Lori answers me while staring up at the ceiling.
"What?! Is she okay, now? She didn't actually hurt herself did she?" I fire question after question. "Not yet, but Maggie's dealing with it. It's a family affair. We'll let them work it out." Lori continues.
"That's working it out?" Andrea pitches in looking towards the open door. I can't believe Beth tried to kill herself. She seems so sweet. But then again, this is the world we live in now. It definitely would have been a lot less painfull than getting torn apart by flesh eating monsters.
"When Beth stops fighting, that's when it's time to worry." Lori pulls me out of my thoughts. I watch as Lori and Andrea begin arguing themselves. I don't want to be a part of this, so I just focus on the granite countertops.
All of a sudden, Andrea calls out to me getting my attention. "Mae, tell her that I help out plenty." she grimaces at me for an answer. "I'm not gonna be a part of this." I say turning around to walk away.
"Like Hell! You are to a part of this! You're part of the group. I need your persuasive skills." Andrea yells throwing her hands up. "Hey! That only works on Daryl in case you haven't noticed! I'm not very good at convincing others. Don't put me in the middle of this." I yell back at her.
"Too late. You already are." Andrea spits back at me. I glare at her while folding my arms across my chest. "We all have made wrong choices, okay? Let's just calm down." Lori states getting in between us."Yeah. You're one to talk, Lori. I'm outta here." I spit back at Lori before storming outside.
I'm leaning against the side of the house to cool off when I hear a loud clatter. "What the hell was that?" I ask staring up at Beth's room. "Beth?" I holler up at her. Oh God, don't tell me she tried to kill herself again.
I rush up the stairs to find Beth holding her bleeding wrist. "What happened?" I ask grabbing a rag to wipe the blood. "She cut herself. Where's Andrea?" Maggie explains pissed. "I don't know. Outside somewhere I guess." I say following Maggie and Lori outside.
Andrea comes running across the yard at us. "Where the hell were you?" Maggie glares at her. "I heard. Is she alright?" she acts concerned. "She would be if you had stayed with her. Where were you?" Maggie spits at Andrea.
They argue back and forth about the situation for a while. Then Andrea declares that Beth has made her choice. That she wants to live. I think about it for a while till I come to my own conclusion.
I guess if you think about it, Andrea is right. If Beth would have cut longways, there would be no going back. I guess she just needed to express her pain. At least she'll live. She'll have to get stitches, though. I feel sorry for her, but she needs to learn the easy way out isn't always the best.
