I felt so much better after my talk with my sister. Like I said, I just hope I can trust her, though. She might let it slip by accident. As of right now, I'm going to keep my faith in her.

I took a nice, hot shower in our trailer. It was really cold this morning so I didn't want to go down to the bathhouse, I guarantee my hair would have icicles on it by the time I got back home. So, I had to put up with the small space in the trailer. Also, I made sure that I got in there first. I don't know why but I always hated showering after someone. It's all wet inside and I don't want to touch anything. I know it doesn't make sense, but…that's just me.

I walked out of the bathroom drying my hair with a towel when Michonne was about to go in. "I would wait for a while before showering." I told her. "I probably used up all the hot water." I grinned innocently.

"Yeah, mhm." She gave me that look. I let out a little laugh. I turned the corner and saw my dad making breakfast.

"Breakfast will be ready shortly." He told me.

"Oh, I'm good." I waved. "I already—" I was about to tell him that I ate already but stopped myself. He was giving me a weird look. "I'm just not hungry."

My dad gave me a disapproving look. "You should eat."

"I know." I was annoyed. "I'll eat a big lunch." I said to get him off my back. He looked reluctant but finally let it go. I was thankful. Do we really have to do this everyday?

I was laying on the sofa a little later reading a book. I couldn't really get into it though. It's about a man that kills beautiful women for their scent and uses it as perfume. The storyline sounds really interesting, I just think there's parts of the book that are pretty boring. Oh well. I shrugged and closed the book. I'll just have to see if I can find the movie somewhere. I sighed and laid back.

"Daddy, can I go play with Megan today?" Judith asked my dad.

"Yeah, sure. Just have Abby go with you." My dad said. I rolled my eyes. Why is it always me? Like what if I had plans already?

Michonne spoke before I did though. "I'll take her." She said. "I wanted to go out for a bit anyway." My dad nodded. Good. I'm glad she got her off my back.

Shortly after that, Michonne took my sister out and now it was just me and my dad. "So, it's just you and me." My dad said. "What do you wanna do?"

"Uh…actually." I rolled over on the couch and sat up. "I was thinking about going out too. With a friend."

"Oh okay." My dad said.

"I mean…I don't have to leave right away, but—

"Abby, it's okay. You're young. Go have fun." He nodded. I smiled at him. "Just come here for a minute. I got something for you." I gave him a weird look but walked over to where he was by the counter. "Here." He handed me something. "I want you to take this with you." I looked down at the object in my hand. I knew exactly what it was because he gave me one of these before when I got my license and started driving. "It's pepper spray." He said.

"I know what it is." I looked back up at him. "But what's it for?"

"That guy that keeps talking to you. In case he tries to do something." He nodded.

"Oh, dad, no." I shook my head and handed it back. "I'm not gonna need that."

"Just take it with you, please. It'll make me feel better."

"Yeah, but I don't need it." I gave him an annoyed look.

"Abigail." My dad gave me a stern look. "I know you're an adult but I'm still your father so…do as I say."

I stared at him for a moment. I guess there's no way of getting out of this. I sighed. "Okay, yeah." I nodded.

"Thank you." He said.

"Whatever." I said back. I started putting it in my pocket but it wouldn't go in right. "Wait a minute, there's something in here." I said out loud. When I pulled the pepper spray back out, whatever it was in my pocket fell out and onto the floor. We both looked at it at the same time. It was the condom that Daryl handed to me. I remember putting it in my pocket now. I froze and slowly looked up at my dad. He was giving me a look that I couldn't describe.

Finally, I snapped out of it. "Uh." I grabbed the condom and put it back in my pocket. "Sorry." I said awkwardly. My face was probably super red. My dad was still looking at me the same way. "I think I'll have some coffee." I said what I was thinking out loud. I didn't know what else to do, I just wanted this awkward moment to go away. I started breathing heavily while pouring the coffee in my mug. I was close to tears.

"Abby." My dad said. I ignored him and shakily took a sip of my coffee. "Abby, it's okay." He grabbed my arm. "Look at me." I slowly turned his way. "It's alright. I know you're not a little kid anymore. I just didn't know you were doing…that."

I sighed and calmed down a little bit. "Yeah. It hasn't been going on for very long." I sipped my coffee.

There was a brief pause. "Well, what's his name? Why don't you bring him over?"

I hesitated. His name's Daryl Dixon. Your best friend, dad. I swallowed hard. "I can't." I shook my head. "W-we're not…like a thing yet."

"What do you mean?"

"He's a friend." I blurted out without thinking. I immediately regretted saying that. Now my dad is going to think I have a fuck buddy. He was giving me that look again. "I-it's not like that." I shook my head. "It's…new…is what I meant by that." I nodded.

My dad finally let that go. "Well…I kind of still want to meet him."

"You will." I looked at him seriously. "Just not right now." I gave him a pleading look hoping that he would understand.

"Alright." He finally said. "Just be careful. You got that pepper spray now, so if he does something that you don't want…"

"Yeah, got it, dad." I said wide-eyed and faced away from him. How awkward was that?

"It was so bad." I was telling Daryl about what happened with my dad this morning. He was laughing. "Daryl, it's not funny. Now my dad thinks I have a friends with benefits kind of relationship with…whoever." I scrunched my nose up. "He probably thinks I'm a hoe now."

"I don't thank yer daddy would ever thank that 'a you." Daryl gave me a more serious look.

"Yeah, well…he didn't think I was doing it at all." I sighed.

"Hey." Daryl lifted my chin so that I was looking at him. "It's all gonna be fine."

"I know." I said once he let me go. "I just…hate keeping things from him. You know before this, I never lied to my dad." I nodded. "I always felt safe enough to tell him things. You said we could tell him soon." I looked back up at him. "Well, how soon is soon, Daryl?" He looked down and didn't answer me. "Daryl?" I asked again.

"I'on know, okay?" He snapped. I was taken aback. I think he noticed because he spoke softer. "I just don't know." He sighed.

He looked a little stressed out now. I didn't want to be the cause of that. "Sorry." I finally said. "I didn't mean to make you mad."

"I ain't mad." He said too quickly. "It's just that we gotta pretty big problem here." I was about to ask him what he meant but he spoke first. "I don't wanna tell him yet cuz I'm uncomfortable with him knowin'. And yer unhappy with him not knowin'. So, we gotta problem."

"It's not that I'm unhappy. I just think it's a lot to hide from him. I mean…you don't have to deal with it like I do. I'm around him everyday and…he's my dad. We have a super close to relationship and I don't like hiding things from him. It makes me feel shitty." I looked down at my hands. "But…if we do tell him, I'm sure you're going to get the worst end of the stick." I kind of laughed even though it's not funny at all. "I really don't know how he'd react." I put my arms out. "He might actually get really mad and want to beat your ass." A nervous giggle escaped when I said that. "Or…he might actually be understanding." Daryl gave me a stupid look. "He might. You don't know. Like yeah, he's overprotective of me, but…he might see that you're perfect for me. That he knows you and can trust you and that you'll keep me safe." I shrugged. "What more could a guy ask for his little girl?" I smiled at him.

Daryl stared at me for a minute. Then, he nodded and leaned in for a kiss. Our lips met and I felt whole. "Let's take this in the bedroom."

"Or we could do it right here on the couch?" I suggested with a smile.

"Do you want to?"

"Yeah. Why not? We haven't done that yet." I smirked. "I like doin' different things with you."

Daryl paused and looked around like he was thinking. "Nah, let's just go in the bedroom." He quickly lifted me and carried me. I wrapped my legs around him and giggled. I think he likes carrying me.

Daryl carried me into the bedroom and laid me on the bed. "Here." I handed him the condom in my pocket with a smirk. He grabbed it and looked at it for a minute, then at me. I wondered what he was thinking? "What?" I finally said when he didn't answer.

"I gotta better idea." He muttered. I gave him a puzzled look. "Let's do somethin' different. Ya said ya like doin' different thangs."

"Yeah, but what?" I stared at him standing there.

"You went down on me so," he got on the bed and started undoing my jeans, "Imma go down on you now."

My eyes widened and I felt all the blood drain from my face. "Uh…well, wait." I stopped him. He looked up at me. "…I'm…really nervous to do that." I admitted.

Daryl gave me kind of a weird look. "Why?"

"I don't know. I just never did it before." I shook my head. "I don't know if I want to."

"I wanna try it." He said. "Come on, it'll be fine."

"Yeah, but…what if…what if…" I trailed off. I was too embarrassed to say what I was thinking. "…just…what if I…"

Suddenly, Daryl grabbed me by the front of my shirt and pulled me up to a sitting position so I was closer to him, he kissed me long and hard shutting me up. Finally, he pulled away and looked at me. I just stared at him in surprise. He moved my hair out of my face and rubbed my cheek. "It's gonna be fine." He reassured me. "Yer overthankin'. Let's just try it." He shrugged.

I swallowed hard and looked down giving it some thought. I kind of would like to see what it's like but, I'm just really nervous for it. But…he really seems to want to do it so…I bit my lip nervously, then nodded at him. He continued taking the rest of my clothes off, I let him.

Once I was completely naked, Daryl spread my legs apart. I saw him looking down there and my face flushed. Why all of a sudden did I get so shy? He gave me a small smile, then moved up and kissed me again. It wasn't as long as the first one. He let go and held my chin. "It's okay." He nodded. "It's gonna be fine."

I nodded and took a deep breath. Stop being such a pussy! I scolded myself. Damn! It's like you're about to get surgery or something! "Okay, fine." I said. "But I'm giving you instructions beforehand and if I tell you to stop, you better stop." He just nodded. I sighed, then laid back on the bed and tried to relax. I'm just going to let him do it.

He started by planting soft kisses all the way down that felt heavenly. My breathing began to quicken. "I like that. Keep doing that." I said. "On my inner thigh maybe?" He did what I said. His mustache tickled me. I almost laughed.

"What do ya want me to do now?" Daryl asked.

I looked down at him. "I don't know. I thought you knew what to do."

"I ain't never done this neither." He said shaking his head. "Look, just tell me what to do and I'll do it."

I swallowed. "Well, okay." I shrugged. "Maybe…play with my clitoris a little bit." I'm sure my face was very red by now. "Like start with your fingers."

"Okay." Daryl said. "Is that this thang?" I felt his finger touch my clit.

"Yes." I said with a laugh. "It's that thing."

"Like this?" I felt him rubbing it with the tip of his finger and gasped. A moan escaped just then. "I'll take that as a yes." He cleared his throat. "So, what now?"

I could barely speak, I was moaning from his touch. "I don't care." I said all breathy. "Do whatever you want, just do it now!"

"Alright." I heard him say. He stuck his face in there after that. I felt his tongue on my clitoris and gasped. Wow. My eyes widened.

He licked me up and down and all around kind of just playing with me. I grabbed a handful of the sheets and panted. Who knew this would feel so good. "Ya like that?" He asked me. I loved the sound of his voice right now.

"Yeah." I breathed. "Maybe a little harder."

"Harder?"

"Like your tongue or something? I don't know." I laid there staring at the ceiling. Daryl did what I said. I was panting like a dog by now. However, after a while I was getting used to the same thing. "Switch it up a little." I cried.

"What do ya want me to?" He said without looking up.

"Kiss me." I breathed. "There."

I felt his lips on my clitoris then. It was hard to keep still. I grabbed onto the sheets again. "Uh, Daryl." I moaned and panted. Just then, the world stopped spinning for a moment and I was the only one in it. I moaned loudly as I climaxed. My orgasm was never ending and he was still going.

"Let's do that again." I heard Daryl say. "Are you okay with that?"

"Yeah." I nodded rapidly. "Do everything the way you did it before and feel free to add anything you want." I smiled. "That was fantastic." I breathed.

"I guess I did pretty good then?" He smirked.

"You're the fucking greatest!" I yelled. "Now get back in there."

"Yes, ma'am."

Daryl pretty much did everything he just did the first time, except…he threw in a big surprise at the end that I'm not so sure I liked. When I came, he lifted me and spun me around while he was still doing his thing and he licked my anus! My eyes shot open and I almost screamed. Good thing I showered this morning.

He gave me a slap on my bottom and then quickly flipped me back over. He laid next to me on the bed. "Oh my God, Daryl." I stared at him wide-eyed. "I can't believe you just did that."

"What?"

"You know what." I gave him a stupid look. "You totally just licked my…butthole."

"Oh." He smirked. "Yeah." He put his hands behind his head and just laid there.

I sighed. "That was…great though." I wrapped my arm around him and looked up at him with my big eyes. "You deserve a reward." I poked at his chest. "I'm gonna ride you real hard." I grinned and climbed on top of him. "Let's get these off." I unbuttoned his pants and started sliding them down while Daryl watched me. "Where's that condom?"

"I got it." He said. "He began putting it on." I was going to do it but whatever.

I eased myself down onto him and smiled once he was in. I moved slowly at first, then got faster. I breathed heavily. I really liked being on top for some reason, probably had something to do with me being in charge. I placed his hands over my breasts. This shouldn't take long.

Just then, I felt Daryl move his hands from my breasts to my butt. He knows by now that I love that. It didn't take long for my climax.

Suddenly, Daryl quickly switched our positions like he does so that he could finish. I smiled when I saw his "cum face." Reaching up, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek a few times.

Daryl slowly pulled out of me and quickly took care of himself, then laid next to me. I realized then that my legs were shaking. And I was very tired. I just snuggled closer to my man. "Yer spent, ain't ya?" He asked me with a kiss on the forehead.

"Mhm." I nodded tiredly and smiled.

"Sleep then." He said softly. I smiled and laid my head on his chest. He kissed my forehead again.

I woke up to a nice feeling but I didn't let Daryl know I was awake yet. I wanted to see what he was going to do. I felt his finger on the bridge of my nose, he trailed down it softly. It felt very nice and it was super sweet. I love those little things he does. "Mm." I mumbled and smiled. "That's nice."

"Sorry." Daryl said. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"That's okay." I kissed him quickly. I laid back and admired my view. My man is sexy as hell and I'm the luckiest girl in the world! "So, I was thinking…" I started. "Maybe we could start not using condoms." He turned his head quickly and looked at me. "Like, you could just pull out before…"

"Oh." Daryl said. "Yeah, sure. I could do that." He shrugged.

I still looked at him. "Just because, you know…it would probably feel better for you."

"Yeah, that's fine." He nodded. "Whatever you wanna do."

He does this every time. I thought annoyed. "Why is everything always my decision? I want to decide something together."

"Cuz I don't care." He shrugged again. "Either way is fine with me."

"But how can you say that?" I said sitting up. He was just giving me a questioning look. "Don't you think it would feel better for you without it?"

"Well…yeah, sure. Maybe. I don't know."

"Do they bother you?" I looked at him more closely.

He shrugged. "I don't know. Not really."

My shoulders slumped and I sighed. "Daryl—

"Hey, chill out." Daryl said. He kissed my forehead. "If you wanna try without condoms, then we'll try without condoms. Okay, sweetheart?" He kissed me three times on my cheek. I had to smile.

"Okay." I said. I just decided to let it go. "So…do you wanna come over for dinner tonight? We're having stew." I grinned at him.

"Mm. I'on know." He shrugged and smirked.

"Please." I batted my eyes. "You know you want to." I smiled.

He sighed. "…yeah, sure."

"Okay." I said excitedly. "We should probably leave soon. I'm just gonna go take a shower real quick." I started to get up but Daryl pulled me back down. He practically attacked me with kisses. I giggled the whole time. As I said before, I love when he shows affection like that. We kissed for a long time. He better stop it or we ain't going anywhere! I was the one to pull us apart. "I'll miss you in there." I said quietly. I put my hand on his cheek before leaving the room.

"Hey." I said to my dad and Michonne when I walked in. "I brought my best friend over for dinner." Daryl walked in nervously behind me. I heard Michonne and Judith laugh. My dad is the only one that was clueless.

"Well, you're just in time." My dad informed us. "Food's ready."

"Me and Daryl had to sit on the sofa last time so it's only fair that we get to sit at the table this time." I said.

"That's fine." Michonne said. "We can just put Judith at the end of the table there. She'll fit."

We sat down to eat after that. Daryl was sitting next to me. I had to try to remember not to be affectionate with him, it was hard but…I could do it.

"So, Abigail," my dad started, I just put a spoonful of food in my mouth and looked at him, "where ya been all day?"

Oh. I swallowed my food. "Well…" I trailed off trying to think of something. "So, first I was hanging out with Carrie, Dana and Tess at the clubhouse. Everything was cool for a while but then, Dana was all like, 'let's go to Brittany's house,' cause you know how those two are being super close best friends and all." I waved. "So, then we went there and played some games but then Brittany invited over some other people, one including Paige and I don't like Paige only because she doesn't like me for some reason. And I don't really like being over there anyway because Brittany and Bridget," I scoffed, "they invite people over and then talk about them as soon as they leave and I don't like that shit, especially Brittany. I swear that bitch ain't right. And I'm sure they've said stuff about me but…I don't know that. Anyway, I told myself that if they do that then I'm leaving. And that's what they did so I left." I finally took a breath. I told that whole story within thirty seconds. They were all staring at me.

"What?" My sister said.

"Exactly." I looked at her wide-eyed and smiled. We all laughed after that.

We finished our dinner and we were all just sitting there talking now. Judith was on the floor playing with her dolls. "Been on any runs lately?" My dad asked Daryl.

"Two days ago." Daryl said while picking his teeth.

"Yeah, I'll have to go out soon." My dad nodded. "Maybe you and I could go."

"Sure." Daryl said. I took a sip of my drink and felt Daryl's hand on my leg. I glanced at him quickly trying not to give too much away. His hand traveled up until it was on my inner thigh, then he touched me. I almost choked on my drink.

"You okay, Abby?" My dad asked me.

"Yeah, dad. I just, uh…swallowed wrong." I nodded. My dad looked away and I gave Daryl a look.

"Maybe I'll come too." Michonne said referring to the run. My dad just nodded.

I looked at all of them. "Well, I wanna go too then." I said. "I don't wanna be the only one here not on the run." My dad and Michonne kind of giggled.

Judith suddenly stood up. "Daddy?" She said innocently. "What are condoms?"

I swear all of our heads turned in her direction at the same time. "Judith." Michonne scolded.

"Well," my dad swallowed, "why do you ask that, sweetheart?"

"Well…" She spun around before answering. "You guys were talking about runs and it reminded me, back at that cottage place, Abby and Daryl were talking about going on a run and getting some."

I felt all the blood drain from my face and I looked at my dad, I don't think my eyes could have gotten any wider. I feel like I messed up by the way I looked at my dad right then. I mean…I could have just said we were getting them for someone else while out on a run but it was too late now. The secret was out.

My dad and I were staring each other, then his eyes moved to Daryl. Everything just stopped for what felt like forever. "Judith, go to your room." Michonne said.

"Why?" She asked her.

"Now." Michonne said again seriously. My sister took off into her room.

"Get out." My dad finally said to Daryl.

"Dad." I said.

"Rick." Michonne even tried. "Let's just stay calm and talk about this, okay?"

"No, I-I don't wanna talk about this." My dad said wide-eyed and shook his head. "I want you to get out of my house right now before I do something I regret."

Daryl went to get up but I stopped him. "No." I pulled him back down. "Dad, come on." My voice was shaking. "You don't understand."

"You just be quiet, young lady!" He scolded me. "I said, get out now." He turned back to Daryl. Daryl got up and left hurriedly. "Daryl, wait." I tried to go after him.

"No, Abby." Michonne said. "Just stay here." She nodded.

I looked at my dad fearful of what he was going to say or do next. He looked crazy, almost like he was going to explode. "Daddy?"

"I don't want to talk to you right now." My dad said immediately. "I don't even want to look at you."

Tears were brought to my eyes almost instantly. "Rick." Michonne said. "It's okay. It's not that big of a deal. They're two consenting adults and I already talked to Abby about it—

"You knew?" My dad practically screamed. "And you kept that from me?"

"I told her to because I wanted to be the one to tell you." I cried.

"Yeah, well, apparently, I had to find out about it from your five year old sister!" He yelled at me.

I looked at him sadly for a minute. "I'm sorry."

He stared at me angrily. "Is he your "friend"? The one you were telling me about earlier?"

"Kind of." I sniffled. "But…it's not like that, daddy, I promise. We love each other and we—

"I don't wanna hear it." My dad cut me off. "Right now, I want you to leave my sight."

I took a deep breath and stood up. "No." I said to him. "We're gonna talk about this and you're going to accept it. I'm not a child anymore."

"NO, I'm not!" He yelled taking me by surprise. "I'm never going to accept it. I-I can't even…" He trailed off shaking his head. "Go to your room."

I gave him the dumbest look. "I'm twenty-two. You can't send me to my room."

"Well, I don't wanna see you right now." He snapped.

I stared at him sadly and a sob escaped. "Fine." I finally said. "I'll stay at Daryl's."

"Like hell you will!" He screamed. "I don't want to see him around here or you at all ever again!"

I breathed out. "Michonne?" I glanced at my step mom. She was being very quiet, probably wanted to stay out of the whole thing.

She slowly lifted her head to look at me. "I don't know, honey. Sorry."

I stood there for a minute sadly. I looked to and from my dad and Michonne, then I finally went in my room closing the door behind me. Not to stay though. I grabbed my bag and quickly started packing things that I needed. If that's the way it's going to be then I'm out.

I heard my sister next to me sniffle. She heard the whole thing. "Abby?" She said. "I'm sorry."

I finally let my tears fall. "I can't believe you, Judith." I shook my head. "I can't believe you'd do this to me." I shoved some more items in my bag, then was about to leave but something made me turn back. "We're not friends." I said to her. "You'll always be my sister but…you'll never be my friend." I said cruelly to her. She cried harder. I knew it was unfair because she was only a kid, but in that moment, I didn't care.

I walked out of my room with my bag. My dad and Michonne were sitting at the table, they looked up when they heard me come out. "Abby?" Michonne gave me a weird look. I walked right passed them and into the bathroom grabbing some items I needed in there. Then, I shoved them in my bag. "Abby, where are you going?" Michonne asked me again. My dad was on his feet now.

I turned to look at them but paused for a minute. "I'm leavin'." I said.

"Abigail." My dad said angrily.

"Honey, you don't have to do this." Michonne said.

"You're not going over there." My dad said and came over to me. "With him."

"Yes, I am." I turned to leave.

"Abby." My dad tried to stop me. "If you walk out that door, then…then don't come back."

I stood there taking in what he just said. If this is the way he's going to be, then I don't want to come back. "Are we gonna talk about it?" I turned back to him and snapped. "More importantly, are you gonna accept it?"

We stared at each other. Finally, my dad shook his head. "No. I can't."

It felt like someone put a knife in my heart right then and twisted it. "Well, then that's fine with me." I said angrily and started out the door.

"Abby, wait." I heard Michonne say. I ignored her and ran down the ramp, down the driveway and down the street. It felt like everything was happening in slow motion.

Daryl answered his door and saw me standing there with my bag. I didn't have to say anything, I didn't have to explain. He got what happened. He gestured for me to come in, I lost it as soon as I was inside. "C'mere." Daryl said and held me. "Shh." I cried in his arms.

He lead us over to the couch and I laid my head in his lap. He played my with hair and tried to comfort me. It was just like the other day when I was crying to my dad about Daryl. Now I'm crying to Daryl about my dad.