We got back to the cottage and didn't really do much after that. We all kind of sat around and just relaxed. Carol and Mark left a little early. They said they wanted to get back home because they had stuff to take care of. So, now it was just my dad, Michonne, Daryl, Judith and I. We still had some alcohol left and I wondered if anyone was going to drink. I didn't ask this time, I just went and made myself a drink. I don't care, I will drink by myself.

"So, did ya learn anythang while down by the lake?" My dad asked my sister after some time.

Judith put her hand under her chin like she was thinking. "Well, Abby taught me that seafood is the shit." She said. My dad and Daryl laughed.

"Judith." Michonne gave her a look. "You don't say that word." Then she looked at me.

I shrugged. "Well, she's not wrong."

"That may be true but she doesn't need to talk like that." Michonne said. She still laughed though.

"Oh yeah!" Judith jumped up. "I also learned that Abby isn't mad at Daryl anymore." She grinned from ear to ear. I felt my face flush. Daryl and I shared a look.

"Abby was mad at Daryl?" My dad said. He looked at me.

"No." I said.

"Yeah huh!" Judith yelled at me, then turned to my dad. "She was mad cuz Daryl stopped and she wasn't done." She must have heard our conversation after all. My eyes immediately widened and I felt all the blood drain from my face. It felt like time just stopped. I was staring at the floor.

"What?" My dad said and looked over at us.

I slowly lifted my head meeting their questioning looks. I felt extremely nervous and laughed. "What? We were hunting." I lied. "Right, Daryl?"

"Yeah." He raised his eyebrows and cleared his throat. "Didn't get anythang, though. Haven't seen many animals 'round here."

"Oh." My dad said. "Well, that's alright. It's our last night here anyway." He seemed to let it go so I relaxed. However, I noticed that Michonne was still looking at me funny. She can probably tell that something is up. It made me uncomfortable so I quickly finished my drink and went to get another. I sighed shaking my head. That was too close for comfort.

Not much went on the rest of the day. Daryl and I kind of stayed away from each other because I had a feeling that Michonne was on to us. My dad was completely clueless; he would never think his daughter and his best friend would be doing that. It sounds kind of shitty when you put it that way, but that's not it. We like each other.

A little later, I started feeling…like I needed something. And I know exactly what that something is. Daryl. Suddenly, Judith got real excited. "Hey!" She yelled. "We should play one of those games!" She pointed to a shelf that had tons of board games on them.

"Hey, you're going to bed soon, little girl." My dad told her. "We already let you stay up an hour past your bedtime. You're gonna be tired in the morning when we leave."

"I wanna play a game!" She jumped up and down. "PLEASE! It's our last day!" She pleaded.

"Judith, we can play board games at home, you know?" Michonne said to her. "It doesn't matter where we are."

"But I wanna play them here." My sister said sadly.

My dad sighed. "Okay. We can play a few games." Judith jumped up and started looking through them. "Abby? Daryl? You guys gonna play?" My dad asked us.

"Mmm…I don't know." I said calmly. "I think I'm gonna go for a walk instead."

"Oh okay." My dad said. "Well, I could go with you so you don't have to go alone?"

"No, that's okay." I smiled. "I just wanna take a nice, little night walk by myself." I got up and gave Daryl a look when I walked by him. Hopefully he will take the hint. I stopped in my room before walking out the back door, I grabbed a couple of condoms and put them in my pocket.

I walked a few houses down taking my time, then sat on a picnic table in one of the yards. I would wait right here for him. It was only about ten minutes when I finally saw him. I smiled. "So, what excuse did you give to leave?"

"I didn't." He shrugged. "I just left. Said I wasn't playin' no damn board game."

I laughed. "Yeah." I nodded. "She's a cute kid but she needs some friends her own age because she sure is getting on my nerves."

"Yeah, well, she almost blew our cover today." He raised his eyebrows.

"I know! Oh my God." I shook my head. "I got so scared." I giggled.

"You did? Yer dad would probably try to kill me."

"Yeah, I don't know how all that would go down." I stretched. "Not pretty though."

"Yeah." He said. We both let out a laugh. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him slowly. I felt that instantly. It's like magic. I almost laughed. We finally let go of each other and just looked at each other.

"So, where's this place at that you told me about?" I smiled at him.

Daryl and I were inside another cottage. We picked the master bedroom and stood there like idiots staring at the bed. I finally turned to look at him, he did too. "Okay." I said. I took off my shoes first then I moved closer so we could kiss. We pulled apart for a second and looked at each other then kissed a little more. I felt more nervous than the first time for some reason. We finally let go of each other and I started taking the rest of my clothes off. Daryl was just staring at me. I gave him a look.

"Oh." He said stupidly. "Sorry." He started taking his clothes off too.

All I had on now was my bra and underwear. "Here." I handed Daryl a condom.

"I thought ya said ya ain't got no more?" He said roughly to me.

"I lied cuz I was mad at you." I giggled. He gave me an almost annoyed look and grabbed the condom. "By the way, I don't think I liked it when you bit me."

"No?"

"No." I giggled and shook my head.

"That will never happen again." He said. I smiled and nodded. "Com'ere." He grabbed my arm and yanked me to him. Our lips met. I relaxed. This was heaven. I was practically panting already.

"Mm." I said. I pulled away. "Okay." I nodded. I took my bra off, then went and laid back on the bed waiting for him. I stared up at him with my big eyes. He finally got in bed with me, he still had his pants on. I watched him unbuckle his belt and slide his pants off, he was about to open the condom but I stopped him. "Well, wait. I'm not ready yet."

"Huh?" He looked up at me.

"I…wanna do more…stuff first." I said.

He cleared his throat and sat on his knees in front of me. "What do you want me to do?"

I bit my lip and tapped my fingers together nervously. "Well…it's not just me…I mean…we could both do some stuff and—

He cut me off by kissing me. He was kind of rough and fast. I gave him a surprised look when he stopped. "No. What do you want me to do? Tell me anythang." He had his hand under my chin and his thumb gently moved over my lips. It gave me butterflies in my stomach.

"Um…" I said all breathy. "Kiss me." He leaned forward. "No." I stopped him. "I mean…down my body." I laid back so he had better access. He nodded. He started with my neck and slowly moved all the way down. His kisses weren't soft and feather like at all. He was always kind of rough, but I mean...it matched his personality so I liked it. I breathed heavier and heavier as he made his way down. "Okay." I breathed. "Okay, I'm ready." I felt his fingers hook the waistband of my panties and he slid them down then threw them aside. He removed his pants and underwear in record timing and put the condom on. "Remember, I'm new at this." I reminded him and smiled. He looked at me before lowering himself closer to me. I could feel his erection. I winced as he was slowly easing himself inside of me.

"Ya okay?" He asked once he was fully inside.

"Yeah." I breathed. "Just…be gentle. And please let me finish this time." I almost laughed.

He kissed my lips softly for a moment. "I'll try my best." He said. Finally, he started moving. Slowly at first then he moved faster. It hurt at first but I began to get used to it. I finally started to like it. A moan escaped. "Good?" Daryl asked me.

"Yeah." I breathed out and nodded. "Go a little faster." He did. I was getting more and more used to it and liking it. I was breathing heavier. I could tell I was getting close.

And then…it was ruined. Daryl stopped and made that face again. He looked down disappointed and kind of embarrassed. I was screaming inside. NO! I was so close, damnit! I felt bad because he tried this time AND he was aware because of our little chat. I leaned up and kissed his cheek. He slowly pulled out making me wince then rolled over to the other side of the bed. He sat on the edge with his back to me. "I'm sorry." He finally said.

"It's okay." I spoke softly. He turned and gave me an angry look, probably because he thought I was patronizing him again. "No, really. It is." I tried to reassure him. "It was better. I swear." I got up and sat behind him wrapping my arms around him. I kissed his back. "We just need to do it more so we can get better at it." I smiled.

"You mean so I can get better at it?" He asked roughly.

"Daryl, please don't be upset." I shook my head. "You make me feel…good inside. I haven't been this happy since…well, since I don't even remember." I rested my chin on him and smiled. "We still have one more condom."

He took a minute to speak. "Why? So I can disappoint ya again?"

"Daryl." I started to get annoyed. Then I thought of something. "When you went hunting for the first time, were you as good at it as you are now?"

He hesitated. "…no."

"Exactly. You just need more practice." I let out a small laugh. "And lucky for you…I want that practice."

He turned slightly so I could see his face. He gave me kind of a smile. "We should get back. You sure took a long walk."

I giggled. "And you just like…disappeared." We both laughed. "But yeah, you're right. I already think Michonne is on to us."

"What do ya mean?" He asked with full concern.

"Well, after Judith said…what she said...Michonne was giving me this weird look. I feel like she knows something."

Daryl was quiet for a minute. "Well, I don't like that. I don't like that at all."

"Oh, it'll be fine." I waved him off. "We should have sex again later tonight."

He gave me an almost stupid look. "Ya just told me ya thank Michonne knows and you wanna do it in the same house as them?"

"Yeah." I smirked. "It's hot knowing we could get caught." He shook his head at me, which just made me laugh.

As we were getting our clothes back on, Daryl seemed to get serious. "Listen," he started, "I want a relationship with you, it's just…yer dad and the others cain't know."

I gave him a look. We both know that already. "Yeah, I know. We've already been over this." I let out a small laugh.

"No, but they really cain't find out." He said seriously. "When we're around them, we's gotta pretend like everythang is normal."

I stopped what I was doing and thought. That actually sounds kind of fun. It's almost like we have this other life, this SECRET life. I smiled and shrugged. "Sure, yeah." I nodded. "I can do that." I moved my hair away from my face. Daryl nodded at me. We just stared at each other for a moment. Then, he moved closer to me, I knew he was moving in for a kiss. Our lips met again. We kissed slowly but not for very long. We had to get back, not get started again. I smiled at him.

We held hands as we walked back to the cottage.

We couldn't walk into the cottage together because that would be too suspicious, so we decided that I would go in first. I walked in through the back door and went straight into the kitchen. My dad and Michonne looked up at me immediately. "Well…" My dad started to say. "That sure was a long walk."

"Yeah." I swallowed. "It was nice." I sighed. I started busying myself with making a drink so I didn't have to make eye contact. Once I was done with that, I took a sip and joined them in the room. "Judith in bed?" I asked. My dad just nodded. I returned his nod. I looked around briefly and faked a weird face. "Hey, where's Daryl?" I asked them.

"He left a little after you." Michonne said. "We thought maybe you would know where he went?" She was giving me a look that made me nervous.

I got a sudden urge to laugh and the more I held it in, the worse it got. So, I just let it happen. I let out a little nervous laugh. "Why would I know?" I took a huge gulp of my drink. Just then, we heard the front door open, then there stood Daryl. I relaxed a little. I'm glad he came in through the front since I came in through the back. "Hey, we were just talking about ya." I said to him.

"Oh yeah?" He said making his way over.

"Yeah, we were wondering where you went?" I smirked. It's so hard to keep a straight face. He walked passed me and kind of like ruffled my hair. I was surprised and then I got annoyed but I realized soon after why he did it. Good one, Daryl. I smiled and took another sip of my drink. I noticed Michonne was looking at me funny again so I immediately wiped the smirk from my face.

The four us sat around and talked for a while. My dad said something about us leaving tomorrow and it kind of depressed me. I didn't want go back, I was really starting to like it here. And spending time with Daryl. All of a sudden, it felt like the wind was knocked out of me. What's going to happen when we go back home? Daryl lives by himself. Am I going to get to see him? I don't want things to just go back to normal. I need him.

"Abby?" My dad said bringing me back to the now.

"Huh?" I looked up at him.

"I said, do you still write stories?"

I blinked a few times. "Uh…I haven't in a long time." I looked down at my drink for a second then back up. "I should though." I nodded.

"Yeah, with the stories you used to tell, I bet you'd be pretty good." Michonne said to me.

"Oh, she is good." My dad said. "She let me read some of the little things she wrote and I was just…amazed."

"No." I said. "I let mom read some of my stuff and she betrayed me and told everyone about it so then I had to show them to you too."

"Well, it's a good thang she did." My dad said. "Then we knew how talented you were and probably still are." He smiled at me. I blushed a little because compliments make me uncomfortable. I quickly finished my drink and went to make another one. Daryl followed me to the kitchen, he grabbed a small glass and poured some whiskey in it. Suddenly, I felt him squeeze my bottom as he walked by. I felt that in a certain area and gasped holding onto the counter. "You alright, honey?" My dad asked me. They were both looking at me. I felt my face flush.

"Yeah, uh…I just…almost dropped the bottle." I laughed nervously. I steadied myself. I needed something to change the subject. "Who wants to take a shot of tequila?"

"I'm not doin' shots." My dad said.

"Come on, everyone. Please." I said. "It's our last day of vacation. Please take a shot with me."

"I'll do one." Michonne said. "One."

"Yes." I smiled. "Daryl?"

"I'll do one, but I ain't drankin' no damn tequila. I'll use whiskey."

"Okay." I smiled. I started pouring the shots. I gave Michonne and I tequila and my dad and Daryl got whiskey. I handed one to everyone. Also, I brought in some salt and two limes for Michonne and I.

"Abby, I said I didn't want one." My dad complained.

"If everyone else if taking one then you are too." I stated.

He sighed. "Fine."

I smiled. "Alright, ready?" I held my shot glass up. Michonne and I licked the salt off of our hands, then we all took our shot at the same time. Michonne and I bit our limes. I grimaced at the sourness and shook my head. We all kind of laughed. "So…who wants to do another?"

"No." My dad said. "And you don't need to either."

"Come on." I complained. "I'll do one right now." I poured another shot and threw it back immediately, then laughed. Alcohol is my vice. I know it's not good but…I just love it. I brought the drink I made earlier and sat back down. I took a big gulp.

"Abby, stop drinkin', huh?" Michonne said to me.

I gave her a surprised look. "What?" I glanced down at my cup and then back at her. "No."

"You don't need to be drinking like you do." She continued. "I saw how much vodka you put in your cup."

I didn't realize anyone was watching me when I made my drinks. It kind of annoyed me. "I'm not even drunk." I shrugged.

"It doesn't matter. You don't need it. That's not good for you." She gave me that look again.

"I know." I nodded. "I know. But…" I trailed off and giggled because the alcohol was finally starting to hit me and I was in an awkward situation right now. "I'm just like, I just, I know, it's bad but I'm just like…I love it." I smiled. "It's like candy." I giggled.

"Well, you're gonna be sorry one day." Michonne said.

"No, she's gonna be sorry in the morning." My dad chimed in.

I laughed. "Says you."

He turned more towards me and gave me a look. "How much have you had to eat today?"

I had to think about his question. I know the answer is going to make him mad. So, I hesitated. "…breakfast."

He just stared at me for a minute. "You're cut off until you eat somethin'." He said getting up.

"Sure, I could eat." I said taking a sip.

"She should be cut off for the night." Said Michonne.

"I'd like to but…she's gonna do what she wants." My dad said.

I didn't like them talking about me like I wasn't in the room. It made me feel like I was a child, which made me uncomfortable. They were kind of hurting my feelings. Why do they have to worry about what I'm doing anyway? I never looked at my drinking as a problem before. I took a sip of my drink then sat there with my fist under my chin. I didn't try to hide the fact that I was upset. "You don't like my drinking, I'll just go in another room then." I pouted. "Since you guys have to…gang up on me and give me another intervention." I sat there like that.

"No one's ganging up on you." My dad said to me. "I just don't want you to get sick."

"I won't." I snapped. "I'm not an idiot. I know my limit." I took another drink.

I could tell my dad felt bad. "Well…just eat something and then we'll leave ya alone, okay?"

"Whatever." I said and sipped my drink.

I ate a little something like my dad wanted me to and he kept his promise. No one said another word about me drinking. We stayed up and talked for a while. The alcohol was making me tired, so I leaned my head on the armrest of the couch and closed my eyes. I could still hear them talking, but I wasn't paying attention.

At some point, though, I must have fallen asleep because I woke up with my head still on the armrest. I slowly lifted it and winced. "Ow." I grabbed at my neck.

"See what happens?" My dad said to me.

"Well, why'd you let me fall asleep like that?" I snapped sleepily. "You should 'a pushed me down onto the couch." I didn't even really know what I was saying. I heard my dad laugh and say something but I wasn't listening. I think I responded, though, but I don't remember what I said. I laid down on the couch and went back to sleep quickly.

"Abby?" I heard my dad's voice, he gently shook me. It must have been sometime later because it looked darker in the room. They must be going to bed. "Abby, come on. Get up and go to bed. Come on." He tried. I just remembering mumbling something and going back to sleep.

I awoke some time in the night, I felt groggy but not drunk anymore. No one was in the room and it was dark. I realized then that I had to pee really bad. I got up quickly and headed outside. I squatted behind a big tree that was a little into the woods. It felt so good to relieve myself. I almost laughed. I finished my business and headed back inside. My dad and Michonne obviously went in their room at some point, but where is Daryl? I gasped just then. Oh my God, Daryl! We were supposed to have sex tonight! I put my head down disappointingly. I ruined it.

He wasn't in the other bedroom that was Carol and Mark's, I looked when I walked by, and he wasn't on the couch in the other room. Where could he be? I got my answer when I walked into my room. He was in my bed. "Daryl?" I whispered. It was too dark in there for me to see his face but I heard movement and knew he looked at me. "Sorry, did I wake you?"

"No." He said roughly. He's probably mad at me.

I crawled in bed with him and kissed his temple. "I'm horny." I whispered.

He seemed to hesitate. "…we cain't."

"Please?" I ran my finger down his face.

"No, we really cain't."

I sat up and looked at him. "Why?" I was annoyed and confused.

"Cuz yer drunk." He said stupidly.

"No, I'm not." I shook my head. "I'm really not drunk anymore. I promise." I breathed. "I'm sober." I nodded. He was giving me an unsure look. I became nervous. I really needed this right now. I need him right now. "Please?" I begged. "Please, Daryl."

He leaned up slowly and kissed the bridge of my nose, then nodded. I was able to relax then. He got up out of bed, I mimicked his movements so I could give him a condom. He slapped my bottom, so I gave him a look. "Hey, what was all that about back there?"

I guessed he was referring to the conversation with my dad and Michonne about me drinking. I shrugged. "I like to drink."

"Mhm." He said. "Well, they are right in a way. Ya shouldn't be drankin' like that."

I rolled my eyes. "Please. Not you too." I started taking my clothes off starting with my pants.

"Yeah, well, even so, ya gotta watch." He said roughly and slapped my bottom again.

I gave him another look but I wasn't mad. I kind of liked it. I suddenly felt playful. "Yeah, can we just…fuck already?" I put my hand on his cock and giggled.

"Yeah." He said, he almost sounded annoyed. Then, he lifted me and practically threw me onto the bed. I giggled. He got on the bed with me and kissed me. I smiled at him. "You want me to do what I did earlier?"

"Yeah." I said all breathy. He kissed me after that. It was long and slow and I was loving every second of it. Then, he made his way down. I laid back to help him out. I let out a moan when he slid my panties off. There were certain areas that felt better than others, like my neck and close to my breasts, and for some reason, the area around my belly button felt nice when Daryl kissed there. This felt heavenly. I was practically panting like a dog when I told him I was ready.

I laid back and watched him put the condom on. That excited feeling in my belly was back. I had a good feeling about this. Daryl got on top of me, I stopped him before he was about to do what he was about to do. "I have an idea." I said. "Just shove it in. Quickly."

"What? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, just do it fast." I whispered.

"Alright." He cleared his throat. I felt him slam into me making me cry out. "Okay?"

"Yeah." I panted. "Do it." He started out slowly like he normally does, then he picked up speed. I was trying to be quiet but it was nearly impossible. I moaned loudly. I felt like I was close. "Say something."

"Huh?"

"Just say something." I shook my head. "Sound dominating."

Daryl was quiet for second. "Ab, ya gotta help me out. I-I don't know what that means."

I sighed. "I don't know. Yell at me or something." I got an idea just then. "Scold me for drinking like I did earlier."

"Alright." I heard him swallow. "Don't ya ever do that again." He said roughly. I almost laughed. "It's dangerous and bad fer ya. So, ya better knock it off, young lady. Just cuz I ain't yer daddy don't mean I won't spank ya, little girl."

I moaned loudly. The last line is what got me. Just then, I got this feeling like something was going to happen and it almost seemed like everything stopped for a few seconds. Then, I got the best feeling I have ever felt in my entire life. My eyes widened and I stiffened up moaning loudly. And the good feeling happened more than once. My legs were shaking. Daryl was still going. I realized that…I just had an orgasm. I couldn't have been happier in that moment.

Daryl finally finished and pulled out of me. He rolled over on the other side panting. I rolled over to face him and grinned from ear to ear. "I came."

"I saw that." He said.

"You know what that means, right?" I asked him. He just looked at me. "You did it." I giggled. "And you were really good."

I actually think I saw a smirk tug at the corner of his mouth but it was gone quickly. "Shut up." He said jokingly. I giggled.

I gasped just then. "I was right." I got excited. "Third time's a charm." I smiled real big at him.

"Yeah." He said. "Com'ere." He grabbed me and planted a bunch of kisses on my cheek.