~I do not own the walking dead. Just my OC Archer. Oh and I am terrible with the whole red neck slang if anyone noticed so it will be written out normal maybe a few random words but hopefully that won't bother anyone."

Daryl POV

I woke up feeling bitter. I went out to the living room shirtless with my pajamas pants and saw Merle sitting on the couch drinking his remedy for hangovers. I sat down in the chair and stared at him. Merle wiped his face before his spoke.

"Well well little brother. You finally return home." He commented.

"I did a lot of thinking so." I replied.

"It took you four years to think? Didn't think you were that slow baby bro."

"Shut up Merle. It's your fault I left in the first place."

"The hell it is. You were just a damn pussy and ran off."

"Fuck you Merle!"

I jumped out of my seat and went into the kitchen. It was all Merle's fault. He gave me the crazy idea to leave in the first place.

4 years ago…

Archer and I went to the bar that night to celebrate her turning 21. She had drank before but she said now she can do it legally and that made it more special. We were really wasted and made the walk to her apartment.

"Holy shit this is going to suck so much in the morning." She laughed.

"No shit so might as well get some shut eye before we go to work tomorrow." I told her.

"No birthday sex?"

I was surprised by her boldness. We only ever had sex maybe three times since we have known each other but I was always surprised when we ended up doing it. "I'm not going to take advantage of you. You're drunk."

"I want to though Daryl." She begged. She stood on her toes as she started to kiss me.

I hesitated but I kissed her back. I couldn't ignore how hard I was getting. "You know I won't go gentle right? I don't care if it's your birthday." She nodded in understanding as she kissed me harder.

God damn it. I scooped her up roughly by her ass and she moaned as she wrapped her legs around my waist and roughly grabbed my hair while she kept kissing me. I carried us to her room and dropped her on the bed. I crawled on her and ripped her shirt off. I leaned down and started to kiss and bit her neck.

While I did that I felt her unbutton my pants and begged me to take it off. I jumped off her and stripped down til I was naked and she did the same. I got back on top and started banging her hard. It was pretty crazy because this time she fought for Dominance and made us flip over. I wasn't going to let her outshine me we wrestled as we did it and in the end I won. I had her moaning and crying all at once.

When I woke up the next morning I did in fact have a hangover. I was completely able to see at first but I did felt a weight on my side. When I was able to blink my eyes clear I looked to see Archer curled up against my side. I shook her a little and she groaned.

"Fuck Daryl." She complained.

"You feel as shitty as you look?" I asked.

She glared up at me. "Sorry not all of us can look as hot as you with bed head."

"I ain't hot."

"Fine your gorgeous. Happy Princess?"

"You're a bitch."

"And you're an ass."

"Whatever I don't have time for this." I pushed her off me and got up. I quickly threw on my boxers and tried put on my pants. I glanced over at her as I saw she was combing her hair out with her fingers.

I finally got my shirt on and started to head to the front door.

"Wait!" I heard her shout. I groaned but I turned to face her. She had wrapped herself in her sheets as she approached me.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you." She apologized.

"Whever." I grumbled.

"I love you Daryl." I rolled my eyes. "I mean it. I know I have said it before multiple times as friends but I mean it as more than a friend. I love you Daryl Dixon."

I didn't say anything. I just walked out of the apartment and made my way home.

She loves me? More than a friend? This bitch was crazy.

When I got home, I changed into my work clothes and then jumped into my truck to drive to the auto shop. I worked more than I usually do because that apparently is what I do when I over think things as said by Merle.

"What the hell is getting your panties in a bunch?" Merle asked.

"What you rambling about?" I asked.

'You're working yourself like a dog today so spill your feelings out."

"It's about Archer."

"My favorite Gal. How was her birthday?"

"We got drunk and fucked. What else?"

"Did you knock her up?"

"No you idiot."

"Than what the fuck is your problem?"

"She said I love you."

"She told me I love you too a few days ago."

"No man like she meant it as more than friends."

"Oh shit. Walk away from that."

"What you talking about?"

"Now she is gonna want you to commit to her. She gonna want ya to spoil her and marry her and have rugrats around the house."

"nah man you don't know what ya saying."

"I don't? When have I ever steered you wrong brother? I've been in more relationships than ya have."

"I ain't nothing special."

"Special enough for an I love you."

"Man shut up!" I threw my wrench on the ground and walked away. Halfway I turned back to him. "And so what if she wants all that? What's the big deal?"

"You gonna be able to support her ass? I don't think so. Besides ya know the saying. Wanna know what a girl will be like in the future, look at her mother."

I glared at him and took off for my break. I grabbed my lunch and sat down on the picnic table. I decided to take a smoke first.

Archer was nothing like her mother. Lean was a whore. She cheated on her husband and hooked up with some rich ass dude. She wasn't satisfied with her life so she tried to find something better. That wouldn't happen with Archer, would it?

As I pondered the thought I became scared. I'll admit I so have some feelings for Archer, shit she was perfect.

At first glance she was pretty and smart and you think she was like any prissy girl you meet but once you get to know her, she wasn't a normal girl. She hunted and could fix cars and other things around the house. She wouldn't take any ones shit especially Merles. She just wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty.

I could support Archer if we did all that crap she probably wanted. Shit she knows what it's like to be on a budget and appreciating what you got, she lived with her father majority of the time.

But…she is still young. 21 is the beginning of life and a girl like her who is intelligent would want to get a better education. She would want to do that college crap but I can't afford to send her…she probably would leave me for some rich asshole who can send her to Harvard or some shit like that.

I sighed in frustration. What was I going to do?

You know what I did? I pussied out and jumped on my bike and left town without another word. I tried to find a decent job somewhere to make a better income than I was making at home. I think I wanted to prove myself that I could be good for her but I just ended up continuously going back to square one and realized that if she won't love me just how I am then she can go fuck herself.

Yeah that sounds like a good plan. I'll catch her when she is alone and not working and tell her that.

Great plan Daryl…you just sunk to Merle's level.

~Sorry for short chapters but they're not too bad right? Please review and what do you think Daryl should say to Archer when he confronts her and tells her why he left? How should Archer react?~