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Chapter 5,
Carol road in the truck next to Daryl. She hadn't been in this close of proximity to Daryl, alone, in a very long time. His scent filled the cab. He smelled like earth, nature, and a musk that was all Daryl. She thought, if it'd been back in day, they could have easily bottled it, marketed it and sold it...and made a fortune.
She rubbed the palms of her hands across her jeans. They were suddenly sweaty. She hated this...she hated the effect that Daryl had on her.
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Daryl stared ahead at the road. Carol smelled like roses. Cherokee Roses. Daryl's heart sped up. He had the urge to pull over and press his nose and mouth into her neck. Just breath her in...maybe take a little lick on her neck.
Daryl shifted uncomfortably. He felt himself stiffen. His pants getting tighter.
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They had a few hours before they would get to the prison. Glenn and Maggie had taken point in the car ahead.
So, Daryl had a dilemma. He needed to tell her about Beth, but he was afraid...afraid she wouldn't understand...wouldn't forgive him.
Daryl coughed...trying to get the words out of his throat.
Carol looked over at him. Her eyes bore into him. Trying to figure him out. A look of confusion on her face.
"Carol." Daryl started. "I want you to know that what Beth has told her sister and people...is only partly true."
Carol raised an eyebrow. Her eyes showed curiosity, but did not give into him. Her eyes showed a distrust in him that he was determined to fix.
"Ya know, I'm not good at talkin' Carol." Daryl continued. Carol looked over at him. Her eyes softening, as they always did when he reached out to her...opened up and showed that part of him that Daryl hid away.
"I was cruel to Beth. I grabbed her and almost threw her into a walker. Then I broke down. In front of a fuckin' kid." Daryl told Carol...his eyes never leaving the road. Carol watched his jaw tighten, and his eyes darken in frustration.
"Got to the funeral home. Thought it was just us. Me and Beth. Got stupid. Got lazy. Fucked up. I think Beth thinks I was gonna tell her I had feelin's for her...I did...but not those types of feelin's." Daryl told her. He felt Carol tense.
"I shoulda' told ya sooner. Just didn't know how or getta' chance ta''s bring it up to ya." Daryl told her quietly.
"What feelings do you have for her?" Carol asked hesitantly. Holding her hands in her lap...
"Beth's so happy and blinded by hope. I got suckered in...she was the safe...easy...the only part of all of you all that was left...I think I went a little crazy..." Daryl told her ashamed. Telling Carol these things was like exposing all his weaknesses. Asking someone not only to forgive him, but to love him DISPITE his fuck-ups. He was so not worthy of Carol.
Carol thought for a moment. Her mind flashing back to every moment she had been with Daryl. His throwing squirrels at Rick..the roof of the bus...her on the back of his bike...his anger...his loving looks... him looking for Sophia...her fighting for him...Her heart had a spark of hope...Carol's mind jumped between the past and present. She was confused. She was scared...she didn't trust Daryl.
She wanted to reach out to him, but she didn't.
Daryl finally looked over at her. He saw the doubt on Carol's face. He understood why she doubted him. He vowed from that moment on to prove why he was worth the risk. Daryl would make himself worthy and give the other guy a run for his money. No one would ever love Carol like he did...true he wasn't the best at showing love, but he loved with a ferocity that others would never have or understand.
To be continued...
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