Daryl and I were just sitting on his couch with each other, neither of us really talking. It was pretty quiet but it was okay. I was content. All I could hear was the clock ticking. Of course I'm still very upset about what happened with my dad, but I'm just trying not to think about it.

"Ya want me to get ya anythang?" Daryl broke the silence.

"No, thank you. I'm fine." I said without much thought.

"Are ya sure?" He seemed to press. "I mean…there ain't nothin' ya want me to do or…?"

I looked at him. "No, it's fine. I'm fine. Really." I nodded. "Just being here with you is helping." I gave him a quick smile.

"Alright." He shrugged. "Just kinda quiet. Ain't used to that with you." Daryl kind of laughed.

I gave him a look and had a thought just then; this thing that happened just didn't affect my relationship with my dad, it affected Daryl's with my dad as well. I'm sure he feels pretty bad about it, too, and I bet things will always be awkward for him with my dad now. "I'm sorry." I said to him. He looked at me. I sat up so I could look at him better. "I feel like I've been so worried and upset over what happened with my dad and us that I've been ignoring you. How you feel." I corrected myself, then looked at him more closely. "Are you okay?"

He was quiet for a minute, then shrugged. "I guess."

"What's that mean?" I shook my head.

"It means, it is what it is." He shrugged again. "Ain't nothin' I can do about it." He just looked down at me and didn't say anything else. I gave him a sympathetic look and I don't know why but I sat on his lap. I smiled and hugged his head tightly, then planted a big kiss on his cheek. We looked at each other, I kind of laughed and he just smirked.

"I love you." I said.

Daryl inhaled sharply, then nodded. "Love you too." We gave each other a quick kiss, then I was about to get off his lap but he stopped me. "Ya don't gotta leave." He said. I hesitated but eventually just smiled and stayed there like that. It was fine with me, I love being as close to my man as possible.

"It's still too quiet." Daryl said after some time.

I sat up a little and looked at him. "Well…we could watch a movie?" I suggested. "I brought some."

"Sure."

I hopped off his lap and began going through the things in my bag. I should unpack anyway. After all, this is my house now. "Let's see…" I said absentmindedly. "I have all those movies we watched at the cottage, so those are probably out since we just kind of watched them." I tossed them aside. "Oh, I haven't watched this one yet." I turned to him. "I found it while we were out. Is this okay?" I held it up. He just nodded. "Okay." I walked to the DVD player and popped this disk in. "Ew." I said blowing some of the dust off. "Daryl Dixon." I scolded him.

"Yeah, well…I'on use it."

I just let out a little laugh. I grabbed a blanket, throwing it over us, and snuggled up next to him on the couch. Daryl kissed my cheek making me smile.

The beginning of the movie was pretty boring, I could tell Daryl wasn't interesting at all anyway but he was being nice because he didn't complain or say anything. At one point in the movie, there was a mom with her son that had to be like three or four years old, no older than that. Anyway, they were in a store and he was being bad and the mom kept yelling at him. It was pretty funny actually. The little boy picked up a hat, put it on and did a spin, his mom was like, "Dallas! You better stop it!" I laughed. That whole scene was her pretty much her saying, "Dallas!"

"I love the name Dallas." I said with a smile. "Don't you just love that name?" I asked Daryl.

"Sure." Was all he said.

"I love that name. If we have a son, that's what his name is going to be."

"Alright." Daryl said apathetically.

The movie went on and continued to be boring as hell. However, I didn't want to shut it off because I wanted to see how it ended even though I wasn't into it. Like, I watched most of it, I want to see the end. If not, I'll be wondering about it until I do. I don't know why I'm like that?

I felt Daryl give me a random, little kiss on my temple just then. I felt this feeling go through my body and smiled. I love little things like that. About a minute later, he gave me another kiss there. Uh oh. What's this? I thought. Is he trying to get my attention or something? He did it again shortly after. Okay, it's pretty obvious now. He wants to play. I picked the remote up and paused the movie, then turned to him. We looked into each other's eyes for a moment, then we kissed. I took in this sweet sensation. Just then, I started to sit on his lap while we were still kissing, Daryl helped me by lifting me a little. I sat on his lap facing him. This is so neat. I thought excitedly. I'm making out with Daryl on his couch when we're supposed to be watching a movie. I felt like a giddy schoolgirl.

We pulled apart and Daryl kind of gave me a look, I guess it was like for permission? I nodded. He lifted my shirt over my head and I took my bra off myself, then began to unbutton my jeans along with his. "Lemme just get a—"

"No." I stopped him. "We wanted to try doing it without, remember?"

Daryl looked a little nervous. "Yeah." He nodded. We quickly took the rest of our clothes off.

He laid me down on the couch after that and slammed into me causing me to cry out. "Okay?" He asked me. I just nodded. He started out slow, then began to pick up speed. I moaned with each thrust. I needed this so bad tonight, with all that happened. Just forget, Abby. I tried to tell myself. Blank your mind. I nodded to myself. I could tell I was close. However, my emotions were starting to catch up and tears were brought to my eyes. I hope Daryl doesn't notice.

Just then, I felt him kiss down my neck. "I love you." He said. I let go and climaxed shortly after that. Daryl continued to move, then all of a sudden, he pulled out quickly and came into his trash can.

I gave him a weird look. "You could have came on me if you wanted to." A sob escaped when I said that.

"It's alright." He said.

I could tell I was close to breaking down and there was no stopping it. "Okay." I said then started crying very hard out of nowhere.

"What? What's a matter?" Daryl was there immediately and sounded confused. "Did I hurt ya—

"No, just the opposite." I said. "I'm sorry, I just…" I trailed off and sobbed. "Just everything." I cried. "I'm sorry." I'm sure Daryl was confused and I felt stupid.

"It's okay. It's okay." He wrapped his arms around me and held me. "Shh." His face was touching mine, I liked it. I cried for a little longer, then slowly calmed down.

"Ya want me to do somethin' fer ya?" Daryl asked me.

"No." I shook my head. "I just want everything to be okay. I hate this."

Daryl kissed my temple and switched our positions a little so that I was leaning back on him on the couch. "I know. I know." I felt him nod. He's being so sweet right now. "I don't know how to…how to fix this. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it."

I sighed heavily. "There's nothing. The only way things will be fixed is if my dad realizes he's being stupid and comes around."

Daryl was quiet for a minute. "…I don't…I don't know what to say."

I nodded. "It's okay. There's nothing to say." I reassured him. "Let's just go back to this stupid movie."

"Okay." Was all he said.

I pressed "play" on the remote and the movie continued. Daryl tightened his hold on me and planted a kiss on my temple. I tried to hold him back by holding his arms. "I love you so much, Daryl." I said sadly. "I don't know what I'd do without you." I kissed his arm.

We finished the movie and went to bed after that. Daryl was asleep and I was facing the other way silently crying. I really hope I don't wake him up. I suddenly had a memory of when it was just us two after the prison attack. That day we had that bad argument and then those guys broke in. I shivered at that thought. I kept watch that night, after everything happened. I wanted Daryl to sleep, just like I want him to sleep now. Things were different back then, a lot more dangerous with only two people but in an odd way, it was more simple. It was nice. There's no way for me to say this without sounding like a terrible person, but…I kind of missed that.

I wondered if we would ever be alone like that again. We are alone right now but that's not what I mean. I just mean…back then, we were the only two people in the world. Not really, but that's what it felt like. I want it to feel like that again. I wonder how Daryl would feel about it?

Just then, I heard him stir in his sleep and thought I woke him up. However, he didn't say anything and I eventually heard his light breathing again. I rolled over so I could face him and wrapped my arm around him, then gave him the lightest little kiss. Sleep tight, my love.

I hardly slept last night so this morning, I was not my best. I had to deal with that on top of everything else now. Daryl made us breakfast so I thought I would clean up. I got the water real hot and reached for the dish soap, but there wasn't any. "You don't have dish soap?" I asked Daryl.

"Must 'a ran out."

I gave him a look then turned back to the sink. Oh well. I can just use a squirt or two of hand soap. I looked around for a bottle but couldn't find any, I even checked in the bathroom. "Daryl." I gave him an annoyed look. "You don't have hand soap either?" He didn't answer but I knew his answer anyway. "How have you been washing your hands?"

"Oh, you now." He waved, then smirked at me.

"Gross." I said. I sighed but then just laughed. That's my Daryl for ya. "Oh well, looks like we're gonna have to do some shopping."

I talked Daryl into going to the "shop" with me. "So, I made a list of everything we need." I said. "You look for the bottom half and I'll look for this half." I tore the paper in half.

"Alright." Daryl shrugged taking his half of the paper. There was a brief pause. I was setting things I was finding in my basket. "What the hell we need laundry soap for? I ain't gotta washin' machine." Daryl said. "Don't they already got soap at the laundromat?"

"Yeah." We met at the end of the aisle. "But I like to use my own soap."

"That's stupid." He gave me a look. "Then ya gotta lug that down there with all yer clothes."

"Well, I like to." I defended myself. Just then, I had a thought. I really don't want an argument right now. And I felt defeated with everything, I just don't have the energy right now. "Yeah, never mind." I said quietly and shook my head. "Don't get it then." I turned away from him and went back to my list.

"…no, I'm sorry." Daryl said behind me. "If ya really want it, let's get it."

"It's okay. You were right, it's stupid." I tried to reassure him. "It's just one more thing we have to replace. We don't need it." He was staring at me so I gave him a small smile.

"Alright." He finally said. "Hey, c'mere." He gently pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead. "Ya look sad today."

I buried my face in him. "I'm fine." I lied. I took a deep breath and held it together. I wasn't about to start crying in the store. We let go of each other. "Let's just get the rest of what we need and go home." I looked up at Daryl sadly and nodded. He just nodded back.

Suddenly, I felt him grab my bottom and gasped. "Don't worry, I'll make ya happy when we get home." Daryl whispered.

I giggled. "I'll hold you to that."

We quickly finished our shopping and took everything to the front so they could write down everything we took. I was excited to get home now. "You can just take my list." I said to the person on store duty. "We got everything except the laundry soap." I threw the list on the counter and we grabbed our stuff heading out the door.

Daryl lifted me with one arm once we were outside making me giggle. "Stop it." I said laughing. He put me down and kissed my cheek. We began walking again and I couldn't believe what I saw. Who I saw rather. It was my dad and Michonne headed our way. I stopped dead in my tracks. They didn't see us yet. "Daryl." I said.

"Yeah, I see 'em."

Michonne noticed us first, I saw her tell my dad something then he looked at us and stopped. We made eye contact. My eyes widened, I took one step forward and I was hopeful. Only to be crushed as he completely ignored me and walked right passed us.

I stood there like an idiot for a minute, then my face fell. That really just happened. My dad ignored me. Like I didn't even exist. Like he…didn't care about me. I stood in the cold like a fool. I don't want to be here anymore.

"Abby?" Daryl said to me. "Abby, come on. Let's go home." He put his arm around me and forced me to walk.

I laid there crying while we were trying to have sex. Daryl said we didn't have to but I told him I wanted to. I didn't want to rain on his parade, it's not fair. However, I couldn't stop thinking about what just happened. I couldn't believe how my dad was being. Does he really not care about me anymore? I cried harder.

Daryl stopped after that and I heard him sigh. "Alright, I cain't do this."

"No. No, it's fine." I tried to reassure him. "I'll be fine. Just keep going." I sobbed.

"I cain't." He pulled out of me and sat on the bed. "Not when yer cryin' like that. It feels wrong."

I reached over and touched his back. "I'm sorry."

He gave me a look. "No, I'm sorry. C'mere." He gestured. I crawled over to him and he held me tightly. I just laid my head on his chest and cried. "I wish there was a way I could fix this. Make ya feel better." He kissed my forehead. "I hate when my girl's sad." Our faces were touching.

I thought about what he just said. What I thought about earlier. I don't want to be here anymore. "I don't want to be here anymore." I said barely audible.

"What was that?" Daryl asked softly.

I lifted my head off of him so I could look at him. "There is…there is a way you can make me happy." I stared at him. He gave me a questioning look. "Run away with me." I blurted out.

"What?" He was giving me a look like he didn't understand.

"Let's leave here." I shook my head. "It can just be you and me again. Like it was when…" I trailed off.

There was a brief pause, I was waiting to see what Daryl was going to do. "Abby." He finally said. "Ya ain't thankin' clearly right now." He shook his head.

"Yes, I am." My eyes widened. "I'm thinking more clearly than I ever have before. It's like…a blindfold was removed from my eyes. I see now. It was better that way."

"What? With just two people?" He said roughly. "Havin' to take turns keepin' watch? Gettin' attacked by fuckin' men that tried to rape ya? Only the two of us to watch each other's backs?" He was almost glaring at me. I was surprised by his response.

"Yes." I said seriously.

Daryl snorted. "Ya ain't thankin' clearly." He repeated. "Yer upset and ya got the right to be, but ya ain't thankin'." I was about to say something but he spoke first. "Look, baby. I don't mind goin' out there but…I don't want you back out there. It's dangerous and I don't want you in danger ever." He shook his head. "What if that happens again? With guys like that. I cain't have anythang happen to ya." He touched my face. "And ya gotta home here. Walls. It's safer. You really wanna go back out there? And risk all that?" Daryl finally finished. I was quiet. He was staring at me waiting for a response.

"I know," I started, I cleared my throat, "I know how it sounds. And I know I'm upset right now. But…" Tears were brought to my eyes. "I can't." I cried. "I can't be here anymore. You don't understand what this is doing to me…with my dad." I put my head down and cried. "It hurts so bad. I can't take it anymore. I can't do this!" I cried loudly. "I want to leave! I want to leave!"

"Okay!" Daryl grabbed me. "Okay." He said softer. "If that's really what ya want, then we'll do it. But I want ya thank real hard about this. Ya get a good night's sleep and you thank about this good." He nodded. "Ya hear me?"

I looked at him in his eyes and nodded. Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm myself down. Daryl slowly and gently wiped my tears away. "Thank you." I said quietly. He held me tightly and kissed my forehead. That always felt nice. I leaned into him and rested my head on his shoulder. Sure, Daryl. I'll think about it. I'll give it some good thought. But…I doubt I'm going to change my mind.

"Hey." I lifted my head and looked at him. "Let's finish what we started." I gave him a small smile. He nodded, then kissed me. I slowly moved back and lowered myself down onto the bed.

I made dinner for Daryl and I a little later. I just made some soap. We both like things with noodles and it's super cold outside so I thought it was appropriate. I heard Daryl make a noise next to me. "Do you like it?"

"Yeah, it's real good." He said.

I smiled. I felt a shiver just then, all I had on was one of Daryl's shirts and my socks. "Oh, it's so cold." I moved closer to Daryl.

"Mhm." He said with food in his mouth. "Yeah, well…ya better get used to it if ya decide to leave here. Ain't got heat out there."

I just looked at him. I didn't think of that. I hate the cold. "Well…" I started to say but trailed off. This is going to sound so stupid. "We could always come back if things don't work out."

Daryl snorted. "The point of us leavin' is so we don't gotta come back."

"I know but—

"You just better thank about this long and hard, girl." He gave me a serious look. I just stared at him. I was turned on.

"I'm thinking of something that's long and hard." I said. He stopped eating and looked at me. I smiled lasciviously at him. We stared intensely into each other's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Daryl lifted me and carried me into our room. I laughed. As soon as he put me on the bed, I threw the shirt off and my socks. He only had his pants on, he stood up to take them off. "Come on." I said. "Kiss me." Daryl was there in a second, he kissed me very hard. Then, he moved over to my neck. I breathed out. "Please kiss down my body. I love when you do that." Daryl did what I said and made his way down. He surprised me by kissing me "there." My eyes shot open and I gasped. I didn't think I needed anymore play, I think I'm ready. "Daryl." I cried.

He made his way back up, and I spread my legs a little wider. I felt him slam into me and I cried out like I always do. He started out faster than usual. I liked it though. I moaned loudly and let him do his thing.

I laid there taking in everything. I could feel that I was close. This sweet torture is killing me. So, I wanted to speed things up. "Wait, stop." I said. "Let's switch positions how you do sometimes. I wanna be on top now."

Daryl grabbed me tightly and quickly switched our positions. I picked up where we left off, then began riding him. I moaned. I started playing with my boobs. I saw that Daryl took notice. "You like my titties, Daryl?" I teased him. "Here, you play with them." I smiled and placed his hands on my breasts. I moved them around. "Oh, yeah." I tried to sound as girly as I could.

Suddenly, Daryl made a noise and switched our positions again. "Hey." I called him out. "I was enjoying that." He was moving faster. "What's wrong? You didn't like my titties?" I teased him some more. He was about to pull out right then, I thought he was going to switch our positions again so I stopped him because I could feel that I was close.

"Abby." Daryl said.

"Wait, there. Right there." I said all breathy.

"Abby." Daryl said more forcefully this time. I ignored him as I climaxed and moaned loudly tightly shutting my eyes. Just then, I felt Daryl tense up and I felt an alien feeling down there. My eyes shot open and I gasped.

"Did—did you just…"

"Yeah, I did." Daryl said roughly. He pulled out of me and sat on the side of the bed. "Fuck."

I just stared at him. I don't want him to be mad. "It—It's okay."

"It ain't okay!" He snapped. Shit. We were quiet for a minute. "Why'd ya have to do that anyway?" He asked me. "Puttin' my hands on yer tits and talkin' like that."

"I-I just…wanted to…spice things up." I shrugged. "I like when you say stuff to me, so I thought I'd do the same."

"Well, we don't need that." He snapped again. "We're fine with what we have." He said roughly and looked at me.

I nodded sadly at him. Tears were brought to my eyes. Daryl sighed and looked away. I impatiently wiped at my tears and went into the bathroom to go take care of myself.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked different. Sad. My eyes were not as happy and hopeful as they used to be. I just wanted to cry but refrained from it. Instead, I looked down and took a few deep breaths to steady myself. I feel like I just keep letting everybody down. I keep fucking up.

I went back into our bedroom, Daryl was still in there but was now standing. He had pants on but no shirt or anything else. He looked at me as I walked more into the room. "Hey." We met halfway in. "I'm sorry." He said and wrapped his arms around me. I just kind of put my head down. "I'm sorry." He said again and put his forehead on mine. "Love you."

I attempted to smile. "Love you too."

He kissed the bridge of my nose. "Come on, let's go to bed."

I nodded. I put my underwear back on and Daryl's shirt. Daryl and I don't always sleep completely naked. I don't know why, it just feels weird sometimes. I can't speak for him but for me, it is.

We both laid down. Daryl shut the lamp off, then we got comfortable. I love having Daryl's arms around me. It makes me feel warm, loved and safe.

It got quiet after that. I figured this was the right time to tell him. "Daryl?"

"Hm."

I hesitated. "…I'm still gonna do what you said and sleep on it…but…I don't think I'm going to change my mind about this. I don't think, I know." I paused. "I don't need anyone else. All I need is you. I don't care where we are."

There was a long pause after that. "Okay." Daryl finally said. That one little word confirmed our plan. I smiled.

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