Two chapters again because it's going to be a rough next few days :)
Chapter TextWhen Christmas Vacation was over Gina had brought Daryl and his friends to the table in the lunchroom where she and all of her friends ate every day. They all had a casual knowledge of each other, but now they were one large group of friends.
Ray finally took the hint and for someone so busted up over the breakup he had replaced Gina quite easily.
Andrea had another party, life moved on and the eleventh grade was proving to be Daryl's best year yet.
At Andrea's Valentines Day party she and her mother stung up fairy lights outside on her deck and made a dance floor.
To Gina's shock, Daryl had asked her to dance right away when the music came on. There had been so many things he was afraid of that he wasn't with her now.
He knew how to dance, and Gina was reminded of the old saying about if a man knew how to dance, then he knew how to fuck and it made her whole body catch fire. The words to the song played through her ears and she danced slow, with the boy named Daryl who smelled so good.
She hadn't danced with someone this way before and as she breathed in the scent of him her entire body relaxed. He smelled like a mixture of musk, gasoline, and smoke and it was addicting.
********"Stars fading, but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me."*******************
His lips were near her ear and she could feel his hot breath on her neck causing goosebumps to erupt over her skin. Then she felt his lips on her neck and she was sure she had died and gone to heaven.
Later at his house, they went to his room.
He was gentle and pulled her closer, and she was hypnotized already, so when he looked at her with a question in his eyes; she nodded yes.
"Are you sure?" He said, more than aware of consent and she nodded. Her skin was hot to the touch like she had a fever and he had never felt someone like her before, "You didn't have too much to drink did you?"
"You know I didn't," Gina nodded, "I'm sure."
His strong hands rubbed circles along her back just under her shirt and she sighed into his shoulder. This felt so good, his touch, so gentle, and so right. It had been so long since she had been touched with kindness and passion.
"Oh, Daryl..." She moaned and it lit his blood on fire. He brought his lips back to hers and kissed her dirty as his fingers bit into her soft flesh at her waist. He sunk his teeth into her bottom lip gently and she wrapped her leg around his waist, he could feel her against his dick and this time he moaned as he touched her soft, creamy, thigh to pull her closer. He was going to explode if he didn't get some friction against his already throbbing cock.
Daryl's hands found their way under her skirt to her silky panties and he pushed against her, she moaned again and grabbed his ass, grinding herself against him.
"Oh fuck me," He murmured against her throat, his head was awash with something he had never known before, a feeling that was going through his body and mind. This wasn't just sex, this was going to be an experience.
Gina leaned back against the door as his lips made their way down her neck, hot and dirty and his hands slid her panties down and shoved them in the back pocket of his jeans.
He was on his knees in a second and pulled her leg over his shoulder without hesitation.
"This ok?" He said looking up at her.
Fuck! It was more than ok, Gina thought to herself, she couldn't remember the last time a man went down on her, "Yes," She gulped out.
He grinned at her then and pressed his face against her thigh, the scruff from his beard felt wicked and she leaned against the door harder before she lost her balance. Then his lips were on her thighs and she was melting at his touch. He was the devil and this hell was where she wanted to be.
He moved his skilled hands over her soft flesh and she moaned uncontrollably when he made contact.
"You're so fuckin wet already," He growled as he slid his finger inside her.
"Oh god..."
"You like that honey?" He said, bringing his lips over her thigh until he was right where she needed him to be, "How about this?"
He licked her with the flat of his tongue and swirled it around her clit like an expert and it had been so long for her. Gina dug her hands into his hair and let out a scream that she was sure the whole house heard.
"Oh sweet Jesus," Gina was dizzy and her knees were weak, she started to slide down the wall after the best orgasm of her life. In an instant, he picked her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down so carefully and climbed over her, never losing eye contact with her.
"There's more where that came from."
She'd never had a man stare into her eyes the way Daryl was and it made her heart like to beat right out of her chest. She could only bring her lips to his in a desperate kiss, she never wanted anyone the way she wanted this man.
"This still alright?" He asked.
"Oh more than alright," Gina reached for the buttons on his shirt and he gazed at her as if she was his last meal. Then his lips were on her neck and already she was burning up again. He unzipped her skirt and slid it down her legs and pulled her shirt over her head.
The way he was looking at her, as his lips came down to hers was unlike anything she had ever known before. He liked what he saw, that much was clear, and it was addicting.
"You have too much on," She said as she pulled at his shirt until finally he sat between her legs and unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on his shirt that she hadn't gotten to already.
"Better," He said with a grin.
"Take it all off," Gina said with a wink.
Daryl nodded and slipped off the bed to stand in front of her as he stripped off his pants and boxer shorts. He was beautiful and she stared openly at him and licked her lips.
"Damn," She whispered, "Come here."
He couldn't be apart from her another minute and he crawled back onto the bed with her, ignoring the little voice in the back of his head that was telling him this night was going to change his life. Daryl didn't believe in that crap, that was for romance novels.
Then his hands were on her hot skin again, and he believed for a moment that she was going to change him somehow. When he looked into her eyes he saw everything he had been looking for all his life, he felt it.
When he kissed her again that feeling got stronger and she returned his kiss with equal fervor; he'd had the same effect on her. She couldn't wait, Gina ran her hands over his hard chest and lower until her small hand gripped his cock.
"You want that sweetheart?"
"Yes,"
"You ready?"
She nodded in the darkness of the room, "Yes,"
Before he knew it, she was climbing on top of him and his head almost exploded from the warmth he felt inside of her.
"I like to be on top," She leaned down and kissed him, "That ok?"
That was a lie, she'd never been on top in her life, but she figured if she was going to do this, she was going to do this. He made her brave and his total acceptance of her and hers of him made them both able to try every new thing they wanted to.
"You do whatever you want sweetheart," He groaned bringing his hands up to her hips and then she started to move, "Oh, goddammit," He growled, "Fuck." She felt so good.
16
It was May first, Gina would remember that day for a long time after it was over and done with. She had missed her period the week before and tearfully told Daryl then took three pregnancy tests.
The stick didn't lie. Not the first one, or the second, or the third. It showed two lines and knowing already that the condom had broken, and she was late, she believed the stick. The stick had just ruined more than her day.
She sat back against her bed out her head between her legs wondering how did this happen to her. Somehow the pills and the condoms had not overlapped, and they had been so careful.
She knew how of course, she just couldn't believe she put herself into this situation.
"Well, he got you pregnant, Gina, it only takes one time," Maggie said, trying to get her to see this had to be dealt with, sooner rather than later.
"Yes, I'm aware of that, thanks Mags." Gina was starting to get upset.
This was totally overwhelming, she started to cry, big tears falling down her face and into her lap. Maggie could hear her sobbing from her end of the phone. It had hit her, Gina was starting to cry harder and hiccup her breath coming in short bursts now.
Maggie took a deep breath and spoke into the phone.
"I'm coming over Gina, breathe, just breathe."
/
"We're coming in," Maggie said through the door.
They opened the door and Gina was lying prone on her bed, her iPod in her ears. Maggie and Tara jumped on her bed on either side of her. She rolled over and Maggie gave her a big hug.
"How ya doing honey," Maggie said.
Gina shrugged and allowed them to hug her. She just wanted to lay there and cry all day.
"So, Maggie told me the scoop," Tara said. "You don't mind, right?"
"Nope, it's ok, go ahead judge me."
Tara sat up. "Forget judging, that's not what we do."
Gina sat up too and Maggie, they both put their arms over her shoulder.
Tara turned to Gina. "My point is, I don't blame you, Gina, he's fucking hot. I've watched him walk, the view is equally good coming and going..."
"He has that whole bad-boy vibe going on, not my type, but I get it," Maggie said and that was true, her boyfriend Glenn was way on the other spectrum from Daryl Dixon. She had been going with Glenn since her sophomore year. "And you didn't even tell us, I dunno Gina, that's not in the friendship rulebook, I'm supposed to know when you get laid," Tara said pointing to Maggie. "You too."
Tara and Maggie erupted in laughter.
"Something tells me it was above average," Tara said.
Gina's face heated up, it was. "Like I have anything to compare it to guys?"
"Next time I want a report, typed, double spaced, with citations and footnotes." Tara giggled.
"Was it good at least?"Maggie asked.
Gina nodded.
"And…" Tara said.
"And he knocked my socks off," She covered her face in embarrassment.
"Oh, Dixon has the golden rod." Tara laughed.
"Guess so, and it's loaded," Gina said softly.
"We're gonna figure this out, don't worry, "Maggie said rubbing her shoulder.
"Your father…" Tara started to say.
"Don't even remind me, he's going to kill me, he is." She said, her voice going into panic mode. "And then I won't have to worry because I'll be dead."
"No, Brad won't kill you, he'll kill Daryl," Maggie whispered.
Gina covered her head with her hands, leaning over because now she felt sick.
"What are you going to do?" Tara asked.
"I don't know…" She said throwing herself back on the bed.
/
"I'll marry you if you'll have me."
"Jesus, Daryl,"
The reality of what he just said scared the shit out of him, they were sixteen! what was he thinking? For the rest of the day, Daryl was in a tailspin of panic so was Gina. There was no way this was a good idea but what choice did they have. He would never leave her, and he would never put her through an abortion if that wasn't what she wanted.
He called her that night when he couldn't sleep, neither of them could imagine what life was going to be like now. Daryl had never been so scared in his entire life.