Hey guys! Sorry this took me a while to pst, my family is in town for Christmas! I'll do my best to get the next chapter up tomorrow though, shit's about to go down!
Chapter 17
-Lexi-
Lexi awoke feeling warm and contented. For a moment she lay there, wondering why she felt so relaxed. She sat up with a jolt remembering her encounter with Daryl Dixon the night before. Good god, she'd really acted like one hell of a slut last night. What the hell had come over her? When she'd heard that Rick had decreed her off limits after treating her like absolute shit she'd been angry, but why the hell had she responded like some punch-drunk teenager? Daring a grown man to come into her bed... She flushed red at the thought.
And he'd called her bluff. Not immediately, she might have been prepared for it then. No he caught her completely off guard. She could still remember the feeling of his rough fingers rubbing against her nipples, remember the hot pressure of his cock pressed against her crotch.
Th memories sent her springing to her feet. She needed air. Stripping down quickly, she traded her night shirt and boxers for a pair of yoga pants and a razorback tank, throwing on sneakers and pulling open the door. Even before the outbreak athletic wear had always been her comfort zone. She was simply no good at being a girl, she had no idea and no interest in learning how to tame her mane of black curls, and outside of good fitting jeans, scoop necks, and the occasional sundress she had no idea how to dress herself for a non-sporting event. Flats seemed pointless when compared to sneakers, and in her mind heels were a downright impediment. Being able to exist solely in athletic ware was one of the few things she really liked about the apocalypse, that and the apparent disappearance of all her student loan debt...
She jogged down the steps of the guard tower, squinting at her surroundings in the early morning sun. She had to find Caitlyn, even if it meant braving Rick's wrath again.
"Alex."
She turned around at the sound of his voice, trying to shut down the wave of pain and confusion that began to roll through her after hearing him mutter her old name.
"Rick?" she responded staring him down but refusing to move towards him. She could tell there was no anger in his eyes but he'd forever shattered her perception of him the day before and he had a ways to go before she could trust him again.
"Alex, Lexi, sweetheart. I am so so sorry."
-Daryl-
He'd been heading for the gate with his crossbow slung across his back ready to do some much needed hunting when the sound of Rick's voice stopped him in his tracks.
"Lexi, sweetheart..."
The sound of his endearments were enough to twist Daryl's stomach into knots of rage. Hating himself for his weakness, he moved closer to the wall of the cell block and crouched down in order to hear them better without being seen. She'd said something to him in a low quiet voice that Daryl couldn't make out.
"We'll be together Lexi, don't you worry about that. But I need to know who it was."
Daryl pushed himself away from the wall angrily. 'Fickle bitch,' he thought striding towards the gate once more. 'I ain't sittin round here waiting for Rick to lose his shit at me for fuckin around with his mistress. Never should've left Woodberry with that skank.'
his rage deepened as he realized that the distraction she'd posed last night had prevented him from coming up with a plan to save Merle. Now with her about to mouth off about him to Rick he was certain that he'd get no help from the group with any rescue scheme he came up with. Daryl groaned as part of him realized that Merle was as good as dead the second he drove through those gates without him.
As the reality of his brother's predicament washed over him Daryl yelled out in frustration. Ripping his crossbow off his back he flung it across the yard in frustration and fury.
-Rick-
He couldn't believe she was actually asking his permission to stay with them through the end of Caitlyn's pregnancy.
"We'll be together Lexi, don't you worry about that. But I need to know who it was."
She'd closed off at that. During Lori's pregnancy Rick had done the math enough times to know that Caitlyn, with only a slight baby bump could not have been impregnated by Ian if her fiancé had died during the outbreak like Lexi said. Someone had slept with his sister who was not her fiancé, and Lexi's reaction was only confirming his suspicions that she'd been taken advantage of in her weakened mental state.
Feeling his anger raise again, her turned away from Lexi, refusing to repeat the mistake of lashing out at her. It was then he heard Daryl's cry of anger, and, glad for the excuse, set off across the yard striding towards the hunter.
"Daryl!" he called out, surprised as his friend turned and peered at him with rage in his eyes.
"The fuck do you want?" he said his eyes glowing with rage. Rick was taken aback, and moved in to say something to him when he saw a glint in he distance, causing him to forget his friend's bad temper. They had bigger problems.
"Daryl!"
"I said the FUCK do you want?"
"Car's coming up the road behind you. We need to get everyone inside."