I truthfully hate Spencer in this chapter, y'all would see why. There are going to be happen moments between Sasha and Daryl but like they say you gotta go through pain to experience the joy. These next couple chapters are going to be cray cray. I know there is not a flashback in this chapter, I'm sorry about that...
Chapter 9
I woken with the sun hitting my back as it was coming up. The birds chirping letting everyone in the community know that it was morning time. I snuggled closer to Daryl my bed on chest chest, the sound of his heart beating under my ear and the sound of his snores lightly in my ear. I opened my eyes, looked at Daryl, in his sleep he looked so peaceful. I propped myself up against my elbow and played with his hair. I wouldn't trade this man for another, not even Spencer. I have to talk to him, I know daryl wouldn't like that idea but for me, it was so I could figure out why he feels the need to want me so badly. He knows I am with Daryl and that I wouldn't leave Daryl. Daryl is everything to me, we been through scenarios that Spencer himself would not understand. He would not understand the lose that the family and I harbored away overtime. Spencer wouldn't understand those stories of the ones we've lost, he wouldn't understand the values and lessons of Hershel. He wouldn't be able to understand why we are so protective of Carl, Judith and Noah even if Noah and Carl are capable of protecting themselves in this world.
I suddenly felt Daryl stir, his tightens around me and his eyes flutter open exposing his blue eyes.
"Good Morning" I told Daryl as I kissed his cheek.
"Mornin" Daryl stretches his body looks over to the window to look outside. "Still quite early"
"Yeah, I was enjoying my view" I told him as I smiled down at him.
"I aint a museum piece, I'm a zombie piece" Daryl moves me so I was laying on top of him.
"You're my piece of art" I gave him a quick peck on his lips.
"If ya say so." Daryl running his fingers through my hair.
"I know so" I kissed him again, I sat up putting my hands on my chest.
"What we doing today?" Daryl asked me as he putted his hands on my legs tapping his fingers along my legs.
"I know Rick, wants to talk some more to us about yesterday, Deanna said something as I was leaving to talk to you outside but i don't know what was said." I told Daryl as he rolled his eyes and growls at the thought of Deanna.
"I can't stand her already. I understand thats her son but no...he doesn't know me from a can of paint" Daryl angrily tells me.
"Grumpy, I know...that why I know you won't agree with this...but I wanna talk to Spencer" I told Daryl as I bit my lip already knowing the answer.
Daryl narrowed his eyes at me then says "Why are you thinking about doing that?"
"I want to talk to him about this situation, it's not fair you are the one who's looking like the bad guy in Deanna eyes."
"There's nothing that could be said. I want to go with you"
"No, I'm going on my own. If you go you might end up punching him in the face again and do we need a repeat of that?"
"No we don't"
"Exactly, so you have to trust me on this"
"I do trust you, it's him who I don't trust. If he tries on slick shit you, you tell me and I'll handle him myself"
"I will let you know " I told Daryl as I got up from his lap, and headed towards the closet to find new clothes.
I found a pair of skinny jeans that were the perfect fit. A long sleeve brown shirt, I pushed up the sleeves half way, so that way I would still be cool in the summer heat. I put black socks that was halfway up my calf. Then on the floor I found a pair of combat boots a light brown. I put them on and thankfully they were my size. I went out the closet and went over to the bathroom out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Daryl sitting on the edge of bed. I heard him get up from the bedroom and go out of the bedroom. I looked in the mirror, for once I looked refresh for once in my life. There no longer were bags under my eyes from lack of sleep. I washed my face and dried it off with the towel from the towel rack. I went out the bathroom and into the room, I went over to the dresser to try and find a ponytail holder but couldn't find one. I sucked my teeth and made my way out of the room and down the stairs.
I went around the corner into the hallway where Daryl and I clothes were from last night. I seen that my clothes were picked up from the floor and neatly folded on the table. I walk into the dining room/kitchen to see Daryl fully dressed in his vest and black jeans sitting at the dining room table putting his arrows into his crossbow. I wrap my arms around his neck with my chin on his head. "You still going to wear the same clothes from yesterday?"
"Yep" Daryl responding quickly to my question.
"What's wrong grumpy?" I asked Daryl
"Nuthin"
"Daryl there's something wrong, don't lie to me" I remove my arms from around Daryl's neck and stand in front of him crossing my arms.
Daryl puts his crossbow on the table, runs his fingers through his hair and then looks at me "I don't like the idea of you talking to him alone….Sash you never know what he is capable of"
"He won't put his hands on me, i can defend myself easily. I know you don't want another incident that happened in the prison to happen to me again"
"Like I told you when we were upstairs. I trust you, it's him who I don't trust."
"I understand Daryl. I will tell you everything when I come back. You know I'm not going to hide anything from you."
"I know I know." Daryl gets up from the table and puts his arms around my waist, looking into my eyes "I hope you make him see sense" Daryl smiles down at me then kisses me lightly on the lips "C'mon the group is probably waiting for us to start breakfast"
"Usually its me that has to push you to get you out of the door" I told Daryl as I led the way through the back door and walking over to Rick's house.
"This morning it's me" Daryl picks me up and puts me over his shoulder causing me to laugh.
We reached Rick's house, Daryl stepped onto the porch, opened the door and walk through the house. I heard various good morning and mornings from around the room. I lifted my head as I seen the table set up with plates, enough for the family to sit around the table and eat together. "Whats for breakfast?" I heard Daryl say out loud to anyone.
"I got eggs from the pantry, we got some leftover rabbit from last night….and Carol says she found some apples growing along the outside walls so she could be making something with those" Michonne tells us as she puts a big bowl of eggs onto the table.
"Applesauce, I know it's not much but hey it'll be warm at least" Carol says as she chopping up the apples
"Morning Sasha" Carl says as he bends down to look at me "Having fun?"
"Yeah plenty" I sarcastically told him, he laughs then pats me on my back, then walks away going to sit in the livingroom.
"Did they say anything to you about taking eggs?" Daryl asked Carol.
"Nope, they know we have a big group."
"Where are the eggs even from?" Tara asked Carol.
"Olivia said they get them from another group, that they trade with every couple of days"
"Did she mention names by any chance?" Rick asked Carol, I looked up to see Rick standing behind us, holding Judith who was wrapped in towel.
"Yeah, the hilltop and the kingdom." Carol tells Rick as she puts starts putting the apples into the water on the stove.
"Looks like we have more to find out about these two communities….they must be good if they are trading with these communities." Rick says as he walks around us to go into the livingroom and get Judith dressed. Daryl puts me down onto my feet, I fix myself and gave him the look that said 'don't ever do that again' he smirks at me and goes over to talk to Glenn and Noah.
A couple minutes later and the food was finally done, Daryl sits down at the dining room table and I sit next to him on his right, next to me was Rosita and Tara. To Daryl's left was Carl and Noah, those two were peas in a pod. Across from us was Glenn, Maggie, Carol, Eugene, Father Gabriel, and Abraham. On one end of the table was Rick and on the other end was Michonne, Judith sat on MIchonne's lap as she gave her applesauce. The bowls of food was getting passed around as we filled our plates, it felt great to sit together as a family. Our differences is what make this group a family, and it's our strengths that make us a team. We were closer than most groups were, and somehow we managed to stay together as a whole.
The silence was broken when Rick asked Daryl "Would you want to go talk to Deanna with me?" Rick says in between bits.
"Ya positive that would be a good idea?" Daryl asked Rick. I put a hand on Daryl's knee to give him reassurance.
"I don't see why not." Rick stats "Last night she said she would talk to Spencer but she would be keeping a close on you. I told her she wouldn't have to do that but she said just in case."
"Seems like everyone gotta to talk to Spencer" Daryl says as he looks at me.
"You wanted to talk to Spencer also Sasha?" Rick asked me as I looked around at everyone who had their eyes on me.
"Yeah, I had to see what his deal was." I told the group "Plus there is something I have to ask him"
"What is that?" Abraham asked putting a spoonful of food into his mouth.
"Spencer stands at the lake at night, for some reason in the direction of the house. I'm guessing he was there the first night we got here...I couldn't sleep so I went outside. Daryl came to get from outside and he was standing there he waved to me but I couldn't tell who it was" I explained to the group. "Then yesterday when Daryl and I came back from hunting, as we were walking back to the house, Spencer was at the lake standing, as I was looking at him he had this smirk on his face like he was up to something. And thats when we got to the house and Deanna was here"
"When you go talk to him have something with you." Rick states "Actually I'll go with you"
"I can do this on my own. Rick I know your concern and everything but if I told Daryl to trust me you have to also"
"I do trust you, it's spencer who I don't trust" Rick mutters under his breath causing me to roll my eyes.
"The same thing Daryl said" I'd put my fork onto the plate, push my chair back and stand up. I reach into Rositas boot and take her knife. We look at each other and nod, I didn't need to explain to her that I was going to take it. I put it in my boot and nod towards Carl "You're coming with me" Carl gets up from his seat and goes over to the front door.
"Sash…." Rick starts to say before I cut him off.
"You want me to take someone with me, so I'm taking Carl he won't get hurt. Daryl is going with you to talk to Deanna so point blank"
I bend down and kiss Daryl's cheek, he nods his head, letting me know he wasn't upset. I'd wrapped my arms around his neck and say into his ear "I promise you nothing will happen. I will tell you everything. I love you grumpy." I remove my arms from his neck and go towards the door, before I do. I heard the legs of a chair scrap along the floor as if someone was getting up from the seat. I felt Daryl grab my hand, he brings me closer to him, he puts a finger under my chin. One hand on my waist, he brings our lips closer together, and places a kiss on my lips. He deepens the kiss, pulling me closer to him. I put my hand at the base of his neck, fingers in his hair, he moans into the kiss telling me he likes what I'm doing. We kiss for a couple of minutes, completely forgetting we have an audience.
Our forehead touches one another, our eyes closed and Daryl says "Ya betta come back in one piece newbie. I love ya too newbie" Daryl places a kiss on my forehead.
"I will and I know" I muttered under my breath.
I turn around, head towards the open door. Carl must've already gone outside. I close the door behind me as I step onto the porch. I look to the left, to see Carl sitting in the porch chairs, he has a smirk on his face, I nod my head indicating that we can go now. As, we stepped off the porch and onto the street, I felt eyes on Carl and I, If I'm correct then words travel fast around here and everyone already knows what Spencer has said about Daryl.
"When will they ever stop staring?"Carl asked curiously as we walked down the street.
"Honestly, that I cannot tell you nephew" I told him as I looked around to the people passing, their eyes lingering.
"Well you would think they would get used to us being here by now but sadly looks like not going to happen" Carl says as he'd kicked a rock along the street.
"Yeah especially after Spencer made those assumptions about Daryl, which is why I want to get to the bottom of it."
"What is making him even say him this?"Carl asked me "Daryl would never do that to you"
I shrugged my shoulders "Carl I don't know, or maybe he was mad that Daryl punched him in the face because he was flirting with me when Daryl was right there"
"What? Does Spencer have a death wish?"
"Maybe he does, who knows"
"I know, Deanna knows you and Daryl are together. So why would she believe Spencer over you?" Carl asked me.
"That's her son. And they had domestic abuse cases before that's why she was on high alert."
I heard Carl stop walking, I looked back at him, stopped walking as well. "Daryl wouldn't put his hand on you like that. Dad would have something to say about that...shit even me."
"I know Carl I know now c'mon"
"Why did you ask me to come by the way?" Carl asked as we continued to Deanna's house.
"Spencer is going to think, you don't know anything. I know you're not stupid but he wouldn't believe we tell everything to each other in the group" I stated to Carl who nodded his head in agreement.
We reached Deanna's house about five minutes later, I knocked on the door then leaned against the railing of the porch as I waited for someone to open the door. "Carl you're going to stay outside. Okay'
"What if he does something to you?" Carl asked, adjusting his sheriff hat.
"He won't. That's why I grabbed Rosita's knife, it's in my boot." I told him as I showed him which boot it was in.
"I'm surprised they didn't think we had more weapons."
"I know right." I told him as I agreed with him.
Suddenly the door opened and Spencer was holding the door open, a smirk on his face that I wanted to slap off of his face. "Hey Sasha. Rick son...whats up?" Spencer asked. I heard Carl suck his teeth by the name he addressed him by.
"My name is Carl" Carl agnerily tells Spencer as he crosses his arms across his chest and squares his shoulders.
I pushed myself off the railing on the porch and stood in front of Spencer "Can we talk?" I asked him.
Spencer gulped and looked scared which he should be looking scared. "Sure come in"
Spencer opens the screen door wider, stands aside, allowing me to enter the house. I looked over my shoulder to Carl and said to him "Stay here. I'll be out soon." Carl nods his head and sits on the steps of the porch.
I enter the monroe house, the house quiet letting me know Spencer was the only one home at the moment. We walked into the living room, both standing a few feet away from one another.
"So why are you here?" Spencer asked as he'd sat on the arm of one of the sofas that was in the living room.
I put my hands on my hips and said "Yesterday your mom came to the house saying that you told her, you saw Daryl and I in a heated argument. That he grabbed my arm and you had to break it up. Why would you tell her that and not the truth?" I asked him
"What is the truth?" Spencer asked playing stupid.
"That you were openly flirting with me, and then Daryl punched you in the face" I told him the actual facts of the story.
"Oh yeah...that. My mom doesn't like violence either way."
"You do know I'm with Daryl right?" I asked Spencer stepping closer to him narrowing my eyes.
"You don't seem happy with Daryl" I looked at him confused….was he feeling alright.
"You don't know anything about Daryl and I relationship. You don't know what we been through separately and as a couple."
"Sasha you are not happy with Daryl...you just won't admit it yourself just yet. What does he have to offer? Yeah y'all have experienced senercarios together but does that really mean anything. Could he provide you a family? Would he be able to protect you from unknown groups?" Spencer was trying to manipulate the whole conversation by making me see a false reality. Spencer stands up from the arm of the sofa and comes closer to me, I feel my back up against a wall. "IF he is your husband like he says he is...why hasn't he put a ring on your finger? He doesn't know he has a beautiful woman in front of him who could easily slip away. A true man would value that woman"
"Daryl is a more of man then you will ever be" I told him as I reached down into my boot and grab Rosita's knife. I put it up against his neck "I will not choose you as my lover, husband, nor best friend. Daryl knows I am not a damsel in distress, I can handle myself. Those scenarios we have gone through together has made us stronger as a couple….they have tested our loyalty to one another. Daryl would be able provide for me and vise versa. I don't need you to tell me how you think he is when I truly know his strength and weaknesses. When I know his true values, morals, and beliefs." I push myself off the wall causing Spencer to stumble backwards.
I put the knife back into my boot and walked towards the front door, I'm in the archway of the living room when I look over my shoulder to Spencer "Oh and one more thing when Daryl decides to put a ring on my finger is none of your concern. He will when he is ready." I walk away towards the entrance of the house leaving Spencer there to collect his thoughts.
I walk onto the porch, seeing Carl leaning against the railing of the porch, he looks at me and ask "Did you tell him off?"
I walk down the steps with Carl, following behind me. "I hope he got the memo." I smirk in Carl's direction.
Coming closer to us I see Rick, Daryl, and Deanna walking towards us. Daryl and I make eye contact with one another, I mod my head letting him know that I was finished talking to Spencer. A smile comes onto his face, I smile back. I love when Daryl smiles, it lets me know hes going to be good.
We catch up to the three of them, I wrap my arms around Daryl waist and put my head on his chest. I feel him rub my back and kiss the top of my head. I felt home in his arms, his arms would always be home. I heard Deanna asked Rick a question, both Rick and Carl respond. I didn't want to let go of Daryl, it didn't matter if Deanna saw us. She had to see through her sons lies. Suddenly there was a scream coming from behind me, I broke away from Daryl's arms and turned around to see who screamed. It was an Alexandria woman with her hand over her mouth, looking in the direction of Deanna's house. Coming down the stairs were Spencer holding his neck, blood dripping onto the streets. He comes towards us, Deanna takes him in an embrace both of them falling to the ground.
"Who did this?" Deanna hoping Spencer would be able to answer.
Spencer points to me, causing Deanna to give me the dirtiest look I have ever seen in my life. My eyes go wide, Daryl is in front of me...protecting me from a yelling Deanna. Suddenly I felt dizzy, I held onto Daryl as I fainted. I felt a pair of arms catch me from hitting the ground. I heard Rick yelling out various names from the group. Was this place really bad?
REVIEW and let me know what y'all think.
I wanted this chapter to be suspenseful and it happened.
Also let me know if I should continue the flashbacks...I feel like I should since they do make the story and would be able to see deeper into the relationship.