"You got a ride home?" he asked looking at me.
"I um, I'm supposed to be staying with my friend tonight but I lost her somewhere." I said nervously looking away. As Daryl continued to smoke his cigarette, I thought about how he saved me from Jimmy. I hate to think about what Jimmy might have done if not for Daryl. Jimmy was never like that when we first started dating, it wasn't until he started hanging out with Zach Roberts, and Amy Harrison. The so-called "bad kids". He just wasn't the Jimmy I knew anymore.
While deep in thought I missed that Daryl was talking to me. I still would've missed it had it not been for the fact that he was waving his hand in front of my face.
"What?" I questioned.
He softly chuckled, throwing his cigarette butt on the ground crushing it with the toe of his boot. "c'mon." Daryl started walking leaving me staring at his angel wing covered back.
I quickly caught up with him, and we began walking toward the parking lot. "Where we going?" I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me.
Daryl just looked at me and kept walking, ignoring my question we weaved through the sea of cars finally stopping in front of an older Ford pick-up truck. Pulling his keys out of his pocket he walked over to the passenger side unlocking the door and opening it for me. He gestured for me to get in and I walked over to him carefully climbing onto the passenger seat.
As soon as I sat down, Daryl closed the door for me and quickly making his way to the driver's side. Opening the door he hopped in shutting the door and putting the keys into the ignition. The truck roared to life, and Daryl put the truck in drive and carefully weaved his way out of the parking lot.
Pulling on to the main street, I gave Daryl directions to Sasha's house. I couldn't help but notice Daryl's handsome features. I usually didn't find long hair on guys attractive but on Daryl it fit him perfectly, and I couldn't help but get lost in his eyes every time he looked at me.
"Quit starin'." Daryl said shaking me from my trance. I blushed at the fact he caught me staring at him.
"Sorry." I said turning to look out the window. Pausing before I began questioning him. "So Daryl, what do you do?"
He snorted. "I work at Dale's."
"Really?" he nodded. " My daddy and Mr. Dale have been friends for years." I said smiling. "You have any siblings?"
Daryl narrowed his eyes, bringing his thumb up to his lips, he didn't answer for a while so I decided to drop the question.
"A brother." He finally answered. "Merle."
"Older or younger."
"Older." Daryl glanced at me and I smiled at him.
"I have a brother and a sister." I said. "Shawn has a different daddy, but my daddy adopted him and Maggie, she has a different momma, hers died when she was real little. So my momma adopted her. I'm the youngest."
"I know your brother." He said pulling into Sasha's driveway. "Hangs around the shop with Dale."
After sitting in comfortable silence for a few minutes, I decided I wanted to get to know Daryl, my savior in a leather vest. "You got a pen?" He reached over and opened the glove compartment, digging through the piles of paper, finally producing a pen. Daryl handed me the pen and I pulled his hand toward me. Writing my number on the palm of his hand. "Call me." I said before jumping out of his truck and making my way up the dirt drive way and onto Sasha's front porch, watching as Daryl pulled his truck out of the drive way and down the road.
"Who was that?"
"Oh my gosh!" I yelled. I didn't see Sasha sitting on the swing, hanging from the roof of her family's home. "How long have you been there?!" I screeched throwing my hand over my rapidly beating heart.
"Long enough to see that guy drop you off. I didn't get a good look at his face though." She raised an eyebrow.
"I'll tell you everything. But let's go inside first."
Sasha got up from her seat and walked to the front door, opening it but first explaining that we had to be quiet because her brother Tyreese was home and was already asleep. We quickly made our way to Sasha's room, closing the door she jumped on the bed, while I walked over to my pile of belonging, she must've brought in from her car.
While I was changing into my pajamas, I began telling Sasha about everything that happened, not leaving out any important detail.
Sasha seemed to be lost in thought since she hadn't said anything since I began telling her what happened. "Say something, please?" I sat down next to her on the bed.
She pursed her lips, "First I'm going to kill that little shit Jimmy, and second Daryl Dixon is hot!" she must've noticed my questioning look, "He works at Dale's with Tyreese. They're actually really good friends."
"And I never met him before tonight?!" I asked, shocked. "We practically live at each other's houses and I never met him!" Sasha chuckled and I threw my pillow at her.
"You probably never met him because he just got back into town not too long ago."
"Where'd he go?"
Sasha sighed. "He left town to go work things out with his brother. They used to be really close, doing practically everything with each other, but Merle was never any good for him. It was always them against the world until Daryl made a change in his life. After Merle got arrested this last time and thrown into prison, Daryl came back to start his life over."
Before I had a chance to respond my phone, which was currently plugged into the charger on Sasha's nightstand, she literally did everything for me,
my phone began to vibrate, the tell-tale sign that someone was calling me. I leaned over and looked at the screen not recognizing the number I pressed the green button accepting the call.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Beth?" came the now familiar voice of Daryl Dixon. I smiled to myself, internally jumping for joy that he actually called.
"Hello Daryl."
A/N: First I'd like to thank those who have favorited, followed and reviewed. Your feedback is greatly appreciated and i will continue to do my best with this story. Secondly I want to make it clear that I do not take any credit for the songs, or characters, just the story line.