Chapter six

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The sun was beginning to rise on the edge of camp, everybody was still in their tents sleeping. Daryl was up and sitting outside his tent on a log, he was sharpening arrows for himself. He was planning on going hunting that day, so he wouldn't have to see violet.

Speaking of her, Daryl saw her coming out of her tent. God, did she look beautiful with sleep tossed hair and her cheeks flushed due to the Georgia heat. But she didn't belong to him, much to his dismay, no she was fucking Sam now. But there's no denying that she's still hot and he was still a man who hadn't got laid in ages, so what was wrong is it was just a physical attraction, although deep down Daryl knew that it was far far more.

"Morning" violet said as she walked up to him and sat down next to him on the log. Their legs touching.

Daryl just grunted his affirmation she was there and carried on with his arrows.

"What crawled up your ass this morning?" violet joked, she knew he wasn't a talker but he was being more quiet than usual.

"nutin'" Daryl said, trying to ignore her scent that washed over him.

"well have I done something to piss you of or something because yesterday when I was at the fire with Sam you just frowned then this morning you're hardly talking to me?" violet asked.

Daryl scoffed and muttered something about Sam. "Oh yeah him, what he not an all night cuddly type of guy then?" Daryl asked. Violet frowned wondering what the hell he was going on about.

"What are you talking about" violet asked, genuinely confused.

"I saw 'I'm" Daryl said glancing as her when she still didn't say anything, she looked like she had no idea what he was on about. "Oh come on violet, don't play stupid, I saw him and you getting close at the fire yesterday then him walking out of your tent late last night looking all flushed, so what you fuckin' him now " He said as he gathered up his arrows and began to stand.

"What the fuck, we were not getting close and anyway nothing happened last night he made a move and I rejected him then he got out, nothing happened Daryl and I certainly did not 'fuck' him." Violet snapped as she started following him. He turned around and looked in to her eyes for the first time that morning. They looked almost...hurt.

"He made a move on you?" feeling his anger spike up again.

"Yeah but I told him no and then I went to bed, if you think I slept with him when you're wrong." Violet said a little insulted and hurt that he would think she would just sleep with any guy who came in to her tent. Daryl felt guilt wash over him as he looked at the hurt in her eyes.

"Violet I'm sorry, I just saw him and I thought"- she cut him off.

"Don't. You really think that I would sleep with him?" violet asked.

"No I don't I don't know its just..ergh" Daryl started stuttering.

"whatever Daryl go out and hunt, I don't want to argue right now" suddenly feeling tired as she didn't sleep good and now she really didn't have the energy to fight back. She turned and went in to her tent for some silence. She wanted to ignore the pain of hurt goin through her at what Daryl had thought. Why should she care if he thought she was having sex with another guy, it's not like he's made any move on her.

Daryl watched violet in shock, he wanted to reach out and tell her he was sorry but he just stood planted there. He should have know, it was violet, of course she wouldn't sleep with Sam but he let his mind get ahead of him. Dam Sam, he knew what he was doing. She rejected him but he wanted to fuck with Daryl's head and push him away from her but it wouldn't work, no. Daryl would make a move on her tonight, bring her a deer or something nice and beg and grow some balls to make some sort of move. With that he walked in to the woods.

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Violet felt useless, she didn't really have anything to do her ankle was acting like a bitch but she just bit her tongue. She was also trying her best to avoid Sam so that meant, she couldn't go on watch on top of the RV, she could feel his eyes on her as he continued to talk with dale .The only thing she was good at was hunting, but Daryl had gone of this morning without mentioning to it to her yesterday but she wasn't really sure if she wanted to see him anyway, after what he'd said.

Sighing heavily she decided to go down to the quarry with the women, violet wasn't very good at cleaning or making friends but she thought she might as well try. The only female that she regularly talked to was Amy. It wasn't that she didn't like them, it's just she didn't have much to say. She thought today maybe she could get to know them; they had taken her in and fed her. The least she could thank them. Violet also knew, she needed other friends, she never use to be popular but she needed other friends other than the Dixon's. Especially after this morning's encounter.

Violet limped down the small path to where the women were doing laundry. She could hear them giggling. She never really felt comfortable with groups of people, but that was when there weren't corpses trying to rip your throats out.

"hey, mind if I help" violet asked as she sat down between the only free spot, next to Amy and Andrea. All the women looked at her and smiled kindly.

"Sure, we were just talking about things we missed" Amy said to violet, she handed her one of the shirts.

"What do you miss most?" Andrea asked violet.

"My guitar" violet said.

"You play" Amy asked surprised.

"Yeah, it just relaxes me I suppose" violet said, picking up a random shirt.

"Awesome." Amy said as she looked down to violets hands and giggled when she saw who's shirt it was "wow it must be fate! You have one of Daryl's rare shirts to clean; he must have put it in the wash by accident. Although I'm sure he won't mind you touching it" Amy smirked to Andrea giving her a knowing look. All the women giggled and violet looked down to see Daryl's shirt in her hands.

"why would he care who touched it?" violet asked, Amy just smirked.

"Oh don't act like you don't know violet! We've all seen you two. You're either at each others side all staring at each other when you think no one's looking. And you both stay up all night at the fire. And don't forget the looks he always give's Sam. Those boys have some serious crush on you girl." Amy said, now all the women were smiling and looking a violet's flushed face.

"LOOK she's blushing!" Andrea shouted making violet blush more. "you like DIXON!"

"I do not..." violet mumbled "anyway he thinks I'm fucking Sam so why does it matter?" violet said.

"You're fucking Sam?" Amy said, a look of shock went over her face.

"What? No. He just thinks it because Sam was in my tent looking at my ankle last night." She didn't want to mention Sam making a move on her, she thought it be best if she just didn't say anything.

"Oh, well you and Daryl have been playing this love sick puppy game to much, so I think you should make a move." Amy said.

"Whoa, no way, it will make things to awkward and I don't want to lose him as a friend" violet said.

"I can promise he will not turn you down" Andrea said "if you don't mind me asking, what do you see in him anyway?" Andrea asked curiously.

"He's ergh I dunno...he's funny, attractive, and smart and I know everyone thinks he'd be like Merle. An alcoholic, druggie who treats women like shit but Daryl is far from that. He's respectful and believe it or not we have a lot in common. I mean he may act out in anger sometimes but he'd never go too far." Violet said as Daryl went through her mind, even though he wasn't her favorite person right now she knew everything she said was true. "And I know he will always have my back, in this new world you need that".

The women were silent as they listened to violets words. Before she had arrived in camp, the Dixon's was just the redneck brothers that hunted and stayed out of everyone's way. They never showed any emotion other than anger and Merle just treated the women like whores at a titty club. However once violet had arrived it seemed she had taken the younger Dixon's heart and tamed the elder one. It was a surprise to them all to see the petite pretty girl break through their walls. Before her they were anti-social rednecks who would bite your head off, but with her around they seemed somewhat pleasant and actually sitting around the camp fire on odd nights.

"Shit, girl you have a serious crush on him don't ya?" Amy asked quietly. Violet just blushed and carried on washing.

They all stay down there doing the washing, while chatting about things they would want to do or have done. Violet joined in sometimes but most of the time she would find herself thinking about that certain redneck. She had to be honest with herself...of course she had a crush on him...he was fucking hot. It had been a long time since he felt that way about a man, even longer since she had actually been with one. She also knew because she knew she cared about his opinion and knew that it had bothered her more the HE thought she was having sex with Sam.

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It was early evening and the sun was beginning to set. Violet and Amy were sitting next to each other on the log, talking. Max and dale were on top of the RV and Sam was probably inside the RV. Violet was grateful that she hadn't seen him that day, she didn't think she could handle the awkwardness between them.

The rest of the group were down by the water, they had invited violet and Amy, but violet said she didn't want to walk around on her ankle anymore. She knew she probably had to change the dressing but that would mean walking in to the RV...where Sam is.

Violet was silently begging for Daryl to come out of the woods, she knew he would be back soon but couldn't stop worrying. She found herself staring out in to the woods waiting for his shadow to come swaggering out with his crossbow on one should and a string of fury little animals on the other.

She turned back to Amy who was blabbering about something or another and nodded when it was appropriate. I really liked Amy, I never really had any friends apart from one...but she doesn't let herself think about him anymore. He was the only one who ever understood her, who knew about her past but she wasn't looking for a good friend but Amy was nice to have around anyway.

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Sam had been hanging out in the RV all day; he was embarrassed about her rejecting him. Although he wasn't giving up. When he and max were young, he was the one to get all the hot girls; he would let his seconds go to max. Just because the world ended didn't mean he should have lost his touch did it? He was certainly not going to lose her to a redneck. Even if it was the end of the fucking world.

"Yo dude wanna go for a swim" max said as he walked in to the RV. He sat opposite Sam "maybe we could convince violet to go, get a look at them tits" max smirked.

"Nah don't think she's too happy with me" Sam said. Now thinking about her tits, thanks to max.

"I wondered what she did before all this shit, she musta been a model or some shit, her ass and tits are amazing." Max said, obviously caught up in the images of violets body. Max was attracted to her, very attracted but he wouldn't make a move he's too shy and he was also younger.

Sam and max sat there at the little table in the RV, lost in their own thoughts. Both involving violet. Sam was going to romance her somehow...not sure how but he would work that out. He needed to change the dressing on her ankle anyway.

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Daryl walked back in to camp, his eyes found violet right away, she was sitting on a log reading a book. She had been invading his thoughts all day but he managed to catch quite a few squirrels and rabbits. He hoped she wasn't still mad at him, but he wouldn't blame her if she was. He was nervous about talking to her, he never really had an encounter with women being sober especially attractive women like her. She was way out of his league and the voice inside his head was telling him he was stupid for thinking he had a chance with her. But if he didn't make some sort of move, he would never forgive himself if she went to Sam.

He didn't mean what he said earlier, he made it sound as though she was a whore but she was far from it. Daryl walked up and dropped the animals to carol and Lori. He walked up to violet, who was still ignoring him. He cleared his throat and shifted his weight from one foot to another. She looked up through her dark eye lashes biting her lip. He had to fight back a groan as he watched her teeth scrape across the perfect pink of her lips.

"Uhm can we talk?" Daryl asked quietly so she would only hear. He only nodded and followed him to his and Merle's little camp of their own. She sat down on the log waiting for him to speak. Daryl sighed not meeting her eye and sitting down next to her.

"Look I'm sorry 'bout this morning. I didn't mean how it sounded and I know I have no right to know who you're fuckin or not" Daryl said. Violet sighed and looked at him, he was still refusing to meet her eyes. She could feel how tense he was.

"I'm not 'fucking' Sam" violet said. Relief washed through him even though he knew they didn't really have sex. "but why do you care if I was?" violet asked.

"I don't" he snapped, he felt a bit bad at how harsh the words came out, and how he was lying to her.

"Then why'd you go ape shit on me this morning if you didn't care" clearly not believing him.

"I just...i" he stuttered not really sure how to tell he.

"Spit it out Dixon" violet said.

"I like you okay!" Daryl snapped as he looked over at her, their eyes met and his softened "I like you" he said more quietly. He regretted it immediately when she started to smile. ' OH Dixon Stupid Stupid Stupid! What were you doin tellin this girl you like her, she's just gunna laugh at you! You let your guard down for a piece of ass.'

"Daryl" her voice brought him out of his head. He looked at her; she had a small smile playing at her lips. She did not expect him to say that. "I like you too" she said.

When he didn't say anything she bit her lip, she was getting nervous. His eyes went straight down to her lips, and she was looking at his face. He was squinting and frowning but his eyes looked full of...Want...lust. He was staring hungrily at her lips, it was making her feel warm and fuzzy. Sure he'd glance down at them before but not as heavy as this. He let out a small groan and place his hand on her neck. He wanted to feel those soft pink lips of his, suck them, and taste them.

"Can I kiss you" he asked his voice lower than before and just above a whisper. Violet nodded and closed her eyes. Daryl moved in their faces inches apart, their breath mingling. He could hear her soft little breaths as they tickle his cheek. He was never one for kissing but he could tell she was going to taste like heaven. Daryl was about to cover her lips with his when somebody cleared there throat.

The spell was broken as they faced away from each other, both flushed with want. Daryl looked over to see Sam standing there with a first aid kit, glaring at Daryl. Daryl cursed under his breath. He had come so close to kissing violet if this asshole hadn't interrupted. He didn't know how he was going to bring it up again, there was no way he'd have to balls to go up to her tonight. He still couldn't believe she told him she like him as well, it was like a fucking dream. But she liked him, and she would let him kiss her. He just hoped she wouldn't have time to rethink it and realize there were other people better than him.

Please, please review It would mean so much, this is my first fanfic so I would love opinions. What did you guys think of Sam? And sorry about the last part...but I had to. :)