The Girl Next Door

by kaseym

Abby moves to a small town in Georgia and ends up neighbors with Daryl and Merle Dixon. Ever since Abby laid her eyes on Daryl she started to develop feelings for him. So what's the problem? Abby may not live long enough to even become friends with Daryl because ever since she was sixteen she knew she was destined to die at a young age. Abby has Leukemia.

9. Chapter 9

Author's note~!

I am so sorry for the long delay. I have been busy and I didn't want to post anything as I had a major case of writers block. Hopefully that if over and I will now be continuing this story. Also I apologize that this chapter is so short. I promise my next upload will be much longer.

Sensing what she wanted, Daryl leaned over and barely brushed his lips against hers. He did this a few more times before gently pressing down more firmly and Abby could feel a wonderful tingling sensation where he was touching.

Abby could feel her eyes fluttering and what felt like a ball of heat was slowly spreading throughout her body and when Daryl over and pulled her into his lap she couldn't help but let out a small moan.

Pulling back from their kiss she blushed and looked down and felt her face grow red. Daryl leaned back and smirked when she noticed how much she was effecting him and thrusted up against her making her moan louder.

"Daryl, stop." She panted. She was confused by all of these feeling and couldn't think properly while he was touching her. "We need to stop." She says while lightly pushing against his leather covered chest.

Panicking Daryl lifted her up and say her down on the edge of the coffee table in front of them and started looking her over. "I didn't hurt you did I? I'm so stupid! I'm so sorry Abby."

"No. No. Daryl it's not that. You didn't hurt me. It just that I've never done anything like that before and it was beginning to be too much for me right now. I thought I could handle all this but I don't think that I am ready to go beyond kissing and hugging right now." She says while looking down.

Sighing Daryl lifts her chin up and smiles at her. "We won't do nothin that you aren't ready for. I didn't mean to push ya." He states.

Reaching out Abby hugs him and he pulls her closer while rubbing her back. "I couldn't stand it if I hurt ya."

Leaning back and gently cupping his face she presses a light kiss on his forehead. "Daryl, you won't hurt me. I trust you."

Abby smiled against his neck and for the first time in many years, she was truly happy.