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Evelyn

"Okay, so you really gotta pull hard on the string." Said Daryl, trying to teach me how to use a bow.

A few months ago, I would've never believed it. Never did I ever imagine myself finding an interest in archery. Some people liked football, soccer or basketball. I found myself enrolled into this sport instead. It made me get out into the woods, a place that compelled me every time I went there. I had a hard time using it though. My mom can never know about this.

We found the bow in the old looking shed in Daryl's backyard. When I found it, I immediately started begging him to teach me how to use it.

Since the day I gave him back his knife, we started talking more to each other. It took awhile before getting him to talk but it was worth it. The more you get to know the guy, the more you see he ain't that bad as he seems. He started ripping off the sleeves off of his flannel shirts, which made him look even more intimidating. Don't judge a book by it's cover.

"Like this?" I said with my voice trembling.

"Yeah now let it go." he stood right behind me watching everything I did.

When I released the arrow, the string slapped me on my forearm that made me drop the weapon and wince in pain. I held my arm while tears started forming in my eyes. Daryl chuckled.

"Ouch that oughta hurt like a bitch! Gonna leave a mark for sure." she said laughing at me. How mean.

When he realised how much I was suffering, his chuckles slowly faded and stared at me with his blue eyes with worry. He picked up the bow from the ground and put a hand on my back and guided me up to his house that wasn't far away.

"Hey there Darlena. How's your new toy? Looks like you're having a lotta fun these past few days am I right?" He said giving Daryl a wink.

He then starting eyeing me with a dirty look.

"My eyes are up here you pig." I told him. He instantly looked at Daryl and laughed.

"I see. She's got a sharp tongue don't she? I like it." He couldn't stop smirking.

"Shut up Merle." said Daryl pointing daggers at his older brother.

I sat down on a chair near the fire pit while Daryl went inside his house, leaving me and Merle outside. He grew silent and had that serious look on his face now. The smirk had disappeared, but soon came back after when he saw my arm.

"What happened to your arm there girly? Did little Darlena bite you? He don't play nice do he?" he sat down next to me and laughed once again.

Daryl

That girl was dangerous with that bow. I stepped inside and tossed the liquor bottles that covered the kitchen counters. I found a small towel and in the freezer took out a bottle of whiskey and ran back outside.

Merle sat right next to her and couldn't stop laughing while Evelyn looked the other way, still holding her forearm with her other hand. A slight bruise started to form on her pale skin. I handed her the bottle of booze and a towel and nodded to her.

"Thanks." said Evelyn through clenched teeth. She pressed the cold bottle on her injury and sighed.

"Hey Darlena when are ya going to kick off those high heels and ask this pretty girl on a date?" His raspy voice once again filling the air.

"We just friends Merle now back off." I said rubbing my eyes in annoyance. I loved my brother but he was such a piece of work.

Evelyn started to blush. Things started to get real awkward. I decided to take the bottle from her hands, opened it and took a swig. She looked at me with wide eyes.

"What's wrong? You scared of alcohol? Your parents never gave you some on a Friday night?" said Merle, reaching for the bottle before taking a big gulp out of it himself.

Before we knew it, Evelyn's features changed into the ones that showed more of a carefree emotion. "Nah I'm not scared." She stole the bottle out of Merle's hands and took a couple of gulps and winced before closing it back and placing it back on her red arm. We all stared at her in shock.

Since I've known her Evelyn was the girl who liked to wear dresses and did her homework, who never swore. I wasn't expecting her to do that at all. You could tell by the smirk on Merle's face that he was starting to like her more and more with every minute that passed.

The next day coming back from school she went at it again. She took out the bow that she hid under a fallen tree and tried again. People would stare at her arm all day and would eventually stare at me. People have started to notice our friendship. When the teacher saw her, she gasped and asked her if someone did it to her, of course looking at me while she spoke. Evelyn simply shook her head from left to right and explained it all. The teacher simply nodded and went back to the front of the class.

It was kind of funny looking at her stubbornness. She wore a floral dress with a bow in her hair, her fancy shoes ruined by the forest ground. She didn't care. All she cared about was the new weapon she had found in my shed. Even if I would try to take it back, I'm afraid she would hiss at me.

"Your mom is going to be mad at you, she's going to need to buy you some new shoes." I said nodding at her feet.

"Yeah well she don't need to, they're still perfectly fine." she said not even looking at me. She readied her arrow and pulled on the string, fixing the tree in front of her. She took a big breath and let the arrow fly and suddenly it hit the tree bark. She started jumping up and down and squealing with happiness.

"Did you see that Daryl? Oh my god I did it!" she hugged the bow tightly in her arms and smiled.

What have I done?

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PS, see what I did there when Merle asked if Daryl bit her? hehe I thought it was funny.

-Caroline