Chapter 8
He pushed me up against the wall and started kissing me. When he pulled away I just stared at him.
"That enough proof for ya!?"
I didn't answer and left the room. I was stunned, no one had ever kissed me before. I walked out into the kitchen and found T-dog and Glenn there. Glenn was completely red in the face from drinking and T-dog was looking at him trying not to laugh. When I walked in he smiled at me.
"You okay there Prue?" He asked.
I smiled a little and nodded.
"Dale talked to Daryl. I have never ever seen a look like that on one of the Dixon brother's faces." He said.
I wasn't really paying attention. Daryl was still on my mind. I couldn't understand why. I ate and then decided to go and see him. I banged on the door and when he didn't answer I walked inside. He was lying on the bed passed out. There was a bottle of alcohol in his hand. I He would definitely be sick when he woke up. I sat down in a chair and waited. Sure enough he woke up and held his head in pain. I was guessing he drank more then he usually did. Apparently he didn't know I was there because I was pretty sure he never wanted me to hear what he said.
"Shoulda just kept kissing her." He moaned.
"I am NOT kissing you like that." I said.
I thought he would have hit the ceiling. He was so surprised to find me there. I didn't smile I just stared at him.
"Was my kissing so horrid that you had to try and forget it with alcohol?"
I motioned towards the bottle. He glared at me. I reached for the bottle and he yanked it away.
"Ain't finished with that." He slurred.
I narrowed my eyes and held his other arm back and grabbed the bottle.
"Yes you are!" I said firmly.
"Ye ain't my momma! Don't need ya neither!"
I rolled my eyes. I threw the bottle onto the bed.
"YOU KNOW WHAT FINE! YOU CAN GET DRUNK AND SIT ON YOUR SORRY ASS! I AM DONE TRYING TO CARE!" I shouted.
I turned to go but he grabbed my hand. I looked at him and tried to pull my hand away, but he wouldn't let go.
"Let go of me Dixon! I meant what I said!" I growled.
"Ye listen here woman! I ain't looking for pity or hate! Usually get it anyway! Yer different! Yer not like the others! Ye don't judge me." He said.
My eyes softened and I stopped fighting him.
"That's because I know how it feels to be judged. What it feels like to be misunderstood and hated! All my life I was judged. My sisters were the only ones who didn't. I never knew my real parents and I know now I never will. However that doesn't mean I am heartless. And you are not either. You shall not push me away. I will not allow it." I said.
His face inched closer to mine.
"I…..I like that yer different." He said.
My heart was pounding in my chest.
"I'm not all that different from Andrea." I said.
I was against the wall now and he was as close as he could get. I closed my eyes and he pressed my forehead against mine.
"Yer different from her. I like different." He breathed.
I could find no words to say. His arm snaked around my waist and held me tightly. I was not going anywhere. I slowly raised my hand to his face and stroked it with my thumb.
"Ye can push me away if ye want."He said.
"I should say the same."
He didn't pull away and he didn't push me away. I felt his hand take mine and hold it tight.
"Why ya douing this ta me?" He asked.
"I have done nothing. Everyone feels. Even you." I whispered.
He turned away and he picked up the bottle and drank. I looked down and clenched my fists in anger as I came to realize what Daryl wanted.
"You only wanted me for sex didn't you?" I said.
"What!?"
I looked up and saw a confused look on his face.
"Why would you speak such words to me!? You are just like him!" I said.
Before he could say anything I tore from the room.
"PRUE!"
I ignored him and I ran into someone. I looked up to find Shane there. I stood up and hugged him.
"Prue what….
I cried into his shoulder and he hesitantly put his arms around me.
"What happened?" He asked.
I didn't answer. He led me to my room and sat me down.
"You alright?" He asked.
I shook my head. I looked at him and saw three scratches on his neck. I stood up and went to the bathroom and got a washcloth wet with warm water. I walked back over and placed it on his neck.
"I do NOT wish to know." I said.
"I don't wanna tell." He said.
I smiled a little and so did he. Shane was a good…..friend. My eyes widened. For the first time I had a friend. I took some herbs from my bag and looked at him.
"This might sting." I said.
"What's it for?" He asked.
"So the scratches are not as visible tomorrow. That way people won't ask what happened." I said.
I placed them on his neck and he cringed a bit.
"Well you are certainly stronger then I thought." I said.
He laughed and then looked at me.
"Thanks Prue. You sure you don't want to talk?" He asked.
I sighed and looked down. He put his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him. I took a deep breath and nodded.
"Alright. I'll trust you. Know that my trust is not given. You shall be a first." I said.