Okay so I kinda posted the third chapter right after I posted the second. I already had most of it written out, so I just finished it.
My bestfriend made me. (:
Enjoy and review if you'd like.
Authors note: I know that this story is a bit low on actual sophistication, even rated M. Truth is I don't bother focusing on the high vocabulary and grammar, because I write this story quickly and for the fun of it. If you would like the potential of this story to be higher, let me know. :)
The two walkers dropped dead right before her eyes, and from what she could see, the two men were unharmed. Even though she had no idea of who these people are, she was relieved, and happy. The one with the baseball cap seemed frightened, and the other one just seemed annoyed. She didn't plan on meeting survivors in this kind of situation, but it was better than nothing.
~Might as well give myself away, not going to do myself any good by hiding in the shadows. Just put on a wining smile and hope they wont try to kill you in return.~
"Hello boys", They heard a british accent come through the darkened part of the room. Daryl raised his crossbow at the direction of the voice. A second later, a slender woman in a dark green trench coat stepped out, holding a shotgun with one hand, half of it was rested on her shoulder. And her other hand just rested at her side,"Found yourselves into some trouble have we?", She smiled.
At first, Daryl only noticed how attractive this girl was. She was wearing black short shorts that clung tightly to her thighs, and a black tube top that showed little of her slim stomach. Her long legs hidden beneath knee-high boots that laced all the way from bottom to top. This girl had long, soft, brown curls, and stunning green eyes. This girl was definitely a sight to see.
But then Daryl reminded himself that this girl is not innocent.
~She might'a gotten rid of the walkers, but she's still a stranger, carryin' a gun.~ He thought.
She was armed, Daryl could obviously see. She wore a black belt low on her hips, each side had a handgun tucked in a holster. Just a few inches below her shorts, strapped what seemed like a long knife hiding in another holster. There where pockets in the trench coat, but he didn't know what hid in them.
"Who the fuck ar'ya?" Daryl spoke loudly, still pointing his crossbow at her. She rose an eyebrow and smirked, not caring about the crossbow pointed at her face. This was about the hundreth time that Eva had been in this situation, she wasn't intimidated.
"Oh, I believe I just became your savior." She chuckled slightly, showing her pearly whites through full lips. That just made Daryl glare.
"I asked ya' a damn question! Now answer me! "The dirty blonde stepped forward. She smiled again. ~This guy was certainly cute when he was angry.~
"What a cute accent you've got there." for a second she could've sworn she saw Daryl ease up on his glare, but he still stood his ground, still pointing his crossbow at her.
"No need to worry, I mean no harm. The names Eva. Now if you don't mind, I'd feel much better if you would stop pointing that dreadful thing in my face." She gave both of them a comforting smile,
in hopes of winning them over. She really wanted to be friendly. Before all of this she couldn't trust strangers, but after Frank and Elda, and the end of the world, trust didn't matter much to her anymore.
It took a moment, but then Daryl lowered his weapon. He still stood in the same place, not letting down his guard, watching her every move carefully.
"How long have you been in the city?" Glenn spoke out from behind the dirty blonde.
"A few hours perhaps, my car ran out of gas, was thinking that I could find a new one to take off in, but not without re-supplying first. I was on the floor below here, and then I heard a scuffle upstairs, too loud to be walkers." She lowered her shotgun to set it on the floor, and she began to walk slowly around the room, making the two guys tense up.
"And then I found you two, getting ready to be dinner." She smiled again at them, her radiance was obviously working when she could feel their tension dropping, but it hadn't gone away completely.
"Well, uh-thanks for saving our asses." Glenn gave a small half smile.
"I think I deserve more than a small 'thank you' don't I?" She gave a smirk and put a hand on her hip. And then there was the awkward moment.
Daryl and Glenn looked at eachother in silence with weird stares that meant them thinking of something sexual. When Eva caught the stares and understood what they meant, her smirk dissapeared. Thinking that maybe it wasn't the right move to act that way.
"Oh for the love of God, the world ends and still I can't say a thing like that without people given the idea that I'm some sort of whore." She rolled her eyes and walked to the two, "I'm just asking for friendly company, it wouldn't hurt to be with others would it?"
She became a little sad, thinking of Frank and Elda.
Daryl turned to her and gave a frown. "well we don'make friends wit' people we don' trust." Glenn put an arm on Daryl's, "C'mon man, she seems okay." Then Daryl shrugged him off violently.
"Get yer hands off me chinaman!" Glenn stepped back aways trying not to cause a fight, but Daryl was already moving forward to the asian man, getting ready to punch Glenn in the face.
Eva thought for a moment, and then she walked towards the two, and only Glenn noticed. She put a hand, softly, on Daryl's arm. Her hand was barely touching his arm, but she could feel how toned his bicept was. She smirked at herself and a split-second later, she gave Daryl a stern look that meant. "Stop it." To Glenn it seemed like a suicide act, to stand up to Daryl like that, but all Daryl did was look back into her eyes, and walked back a few feet.
"Daryl, it wouldn't hurt to have her come with us back to camp, you know that everyone would like to know that there are others besides us." Glenn was still trying to keep his distance, incase Daryl got angry again.
Camp? A place to stay? She had her hopes up.
"How's I supposed 'ta know she aint gonna blow our brains out when we ain't payin' attention!" Daryl walked back over to Glenn while pointing at Eva.
There was a short silence in the room again.
"How about I give you my guns?" Eva spoke out. The two men looked at eachother for a moment as if having a conversation in their heads.
"Alright, give 'em. But you bes not try anythin'." Daryl grabbed her shotgun on the floor and place the strap over his shoulder. Eva happily gave her two hand guns to Glenn. They were about to leave when a walker staggered through one of the doorways. Daryl already had his crossbow ready and shot it right between the eyes.
"We've been here for too long, the geeks must've heard the gunshots." Glenn sounded frightened.
"Lets get our asses out of here!" Glenn grabbed the first aid kits and the three of them ran while having two more walkers following them.
On the way down she thought to herself. ~Why didn't Daryl ask about the knife?~ She clearly noticed Daryl staring at it a few moments ago. She smiled thinking that he probably didn't ask, affraid to admit that he was staring.
They managed to run down into the shop and grabbed a couple of other things that their quick glances made them think about what would be right to take. Daryl took some time finding oil but managed to find it. They ran down the street that had the corpses on the floor, and climbed through the fence.
"Guess we both know who killed all those walkers huh Daryl?" Glenn tried to ease the tension of running away from walkers, but Daryl didn't say anything.
They all down under the bridge towards Daryl's truck. "I'll ride in the back" Eva suggested. No one said anything else as they loaded up quickly and drove off.