**Sorry for the short chapter! truthfully i've been studying for my SAT and I feel bad for those who have been waiting... I've rewritten this 100 times and now I have writers block xD Im really hoping for this to flow smoothly as possible, so they can finally have scenes together lol. If anyone has ideas for the next chapter please please please comment I'd love to hear feedback and such
Glenn and Maggie both kept their distance away from Merle. They seemed to despise him pretty much. Beth couldn't blame them. Especially at dinner, tensions rose. She glanced at the older Dixon from the next table down with caution. Merle was exchanging glances with Glenn, who just happened to be sitting next to Beth.
Maggie, who also happened to be sitting on the other side of Glenn, observed this and gently elbowed him with a blank expression on her face. Glenn noticed this and responded by just staring at his food and continued eating.
Daryl was neutral. He agreed on what Merle did was wrong, but Merle was blood. He's the only man he could ever count on, for the most part. Daryl looked at his brother briefly beside him, and lightly shook his head.
Beth, still sitting, glanced at Daryl, and then Merle once more.
Merle took note of this.
His cold, uninviting blue eyes met with the elegant, sky blues of Beth for only a second, as she was the first to carefully draw hers away.
Yeah, he's had his eyes on the pretty young blonde with them bright blue eyes of hers. Merle even had the nerve to bring up the touchy subject of the "availability" of the farmer's daughter with Daryl the other day while they were on watch.
"Whatcha say Darlene? How much ya wanna bet I can get her to give in to the ol' Dixon charm huh?" He said with a cackle. Daryl responded with a scoff and rolled his eyes. "You best stay away from her Merle. Yer' no good for her. Besides, you've got other things to worry 'bout..."
"I haven't got a clue whatcha sayin' boy." Merle said, trailing off, looking in the opposite direction. "Don't play dumb Merle. You know whatcha did to Glenn. It was tough tryin' ta even convince the others ta let ya come within fifty feet of this place." Daryl said with a serious tone, inching closer to Merle.
Merle responded without turning his head, with the intent to shoot a walker in the yard with his gun. "The chinaman had it comin'." Merle finished his statement with shot firing off into an unsuspecting walker.
Daryl shook his head. "Whatever Merle. The point I'm tryin' ta make is that one stupid move and yer' gone. Best prove yourself to the others so they're off yer' fuckin' back." Daryl waited for a response. He then added "That's all I gotta say ..."
A minute or two passed when Daryl finally managed to say with a flaring temper in his voice "Well Merle? Ya' gonna talk or what?"
That was when Merle finally snapped.
"A man like me ain't got nothin' to prove to those people! I know what they think of me, and ya' know what? I really don't give a damn!"
Merle lowered his voice.
"...I'm done here. Maybe I should've gone off without 'cha when I had the chance." Merle sneered as he locked his icy blue eyes upon the deep blues of his brothers.
"Go on then." Daryl replied with as much calmness as he could muster.
Merle himself seemed surprised with the amount of change that Daryl's attitude has been through. Officer Friendly must've softened him up, he thought. This argument would have gone down differently, had it been a few years ago, before the world went to shit.
Merle started heading towards the cells but Daryl's voice caught him in his tracks.
"Merle.."
"What?"
"I just want my brother back..."
