* Please Review! For those of you following my The Party Girl story, it was against the rules of fan fic and was taken down. Sorry guys.*
Eric had put some ice in a big wash cloth then told her to hold it to her neck. He made her sit at the kitchen table then got her a glass of water. When Harmony reached out to take it, she noticed her hands were shaking. Eric patted her shoulder then walked out to head to the back yard where Daryl was. Tears were still burning her eyes but she was not going to cry. She was only alone a few minutes when she heard Daryl's roar of anger. His shout did her in and she started to cry. She heard him flying around the side of the house. Then his angry steps stormed up the stairs, across the porch, and into the house. He threw open the screen with his face a dark fury.
" Let me see your neck!" He demanded. He was storming towards her with Eric walking behind him. Harmony stood up and let the washcloth fall from her neck. Daryl stood up straight as he held his breath. The hand prints were bright red against her skin. His mouth went tight as his jaw started working back and forth. His eyes narrowed down.
" He didn't actually get her pants undone." Eric said softly. I interrupted them before he could..."
" Mother fucker!" Daryl yelled as his fists came down against the table. I'll fuckin kill him for touchin her!" He flung around and flew out of the house with Eric and Harmony trailing after him.
" Daryl!" Harmony called out. Eric took a hold of her arm gently.
" Let him do this." He said softly to her as they following after him. Daryl was sprinting through the field towards the camp. Sean noticed him coming first and stood up from his spot by their fire.
" What's the matter, Daryl?" He asked. Daryl pointed to the tent that he knew was Vincent's.
" That sum a bitch in there tried to rape my woman! Damn near choked her to death!" Daryl spit out.
" Vincent? Now how do you know that? How do you know she didn't welcome what he was doing?" Bill asked from his spot by Sean.
" Look at her fuckin neck!" Daryl yelled. My woman got marks on her neck!" Harmony and Eric were coming up to the group.
" Now how do we know you didn't give her those marks?" Vincent asked, coming out of his tent.
" You fuckin sum a bitch!" Daryl yelled as he stormed over to the man. I ain't ever put my hands on her in anger, ever!"
" How do we know?" Vincent asked with a smirk.
Daryl drew back fast and punched Vincent in the mouth, knocking the man backwards with a fat, split lip. Bill, Sean and James rushed forward and grabbed Daryl before he could punch Vincent again. Everyone was yelling at once. Vincent's hand was on his mouth which was trickling blood. Eric and Harmony had reached the camp in time to see Daryl fighting against the three men holding him.
" Sum a bitch! I should cut your nuts off!" Daryl was screaming.
" He did it. He did what Daryl is saying." Eric spoke up. He was holding Harmony by her arm. I walked in before he could rape her." The three men fell silent but continued to hold a struggling Daryl.
" What is wrong with you?" Sean asked Vincent as he stood up.
" There is nothing wrong with me." He spit out.
" Pack up, we are leaving." Sean said.
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Daryl was pacing back and forth like a caged lion. He was swiping his arm across his mouth, squinting while he watched the group packing up to leave. Vincent was in one of the cars with Eric standing guard. Harmony was standing with her arms crossed over her chest. She was staring at Daryl. His face was red from anger and the heat. Everyone was leaving, including Merle. He hadn't asked to stay. He had just gathered up his things and tossed them in the truck of one of the cars.
" I'm sorry for what he did. I can't thank you enough for letting us stay here." Sean said.
" Get him out of here!" Daryl yelled. Sean nodded and reached out to shake Harmony's hand but Daryl rushed forward. You ain't touchin her! Ya'll touched her enough!" He said as he moved in between Harmony and Sean.
" Daryl." Harmony said softly. She reached up and lightly touched his back. His shirt was wet with sweat. Sean put his hands up in the air.
" I understand. Anyway, thank you and good luck to you." Sean said.
He nodded and started to back away from the couple. Daryl watched as their cars pulled away. When he was sure they were gone, he turned and faced her. They stared at each other hard. Well she stared at him while Daryl's eyes moved over her neck. He was furious, he was upset, he was stressed and he was...sad. It was the sadness that surprised her the most.
" Daryl." She said.
" I failed you." He said.
" How?" Harmony asked. He motioned to her neck as he looked away. She realized right away why he was really upset.
" I said I'd protect you, I'd keep you safe and I didn't." He said. Harmony stepped into him and touched his chest gently.
" You have kept me safe. You saved me when the walkers came here. You saved me in the woods when we were all looking for Sophia and that walker came out by surprise. Remember? It hit me from behind and knocked me down. You pulled it off me and saved me."
" I ain't worth shit." Daryl muttered. His blue eyes were haunted as he stared out over the field. He was reliving his childhood.
" You're worth everything to me." She said. Daryl looked at her and took a deep breath. He raised his hand up to touch her hair but then his eyes shifted to her throat and he dropped his hand. His face harden up again and he stepped away from her. Daryl..."
He suddenly took off running into the field. Harmony sighed and walked towards the edge of the field. She sat down and watched him. His hands were in tight fists at his sides as he screamed into the sky. His face was bright red and his body was tense. She shook her head as he paced through the center of the field. He would stop, tense up and let out a scream. She was scared he was blow a vein in his head. She watched and listened to him for a while before he spun around and locked his stare on her. Harmony swallowed hard as she started to stand. He was plowing his way towards her. She held her breath while she waited.
When Daryl reached her, his left hand went into her hair, his right one to her hip. He yanked her to him and crushed his lips against hers. Harmony's hands came to his chest. She felt it heaving as he struggled to take deep breaths. He was angry and relieved at the same time, she felt it in his kiss. His tongue forced it's way into her mouth but then relaxed when it touched hers. His hand relaxed in her hair as he pulled her into him. He pulled his tongue back, partially closed his mouth then the assault started again. They stayed like that for a few minutes, twisting, pulling back, twisting again, until he was finally ready to pull away. He let his forehead rest against hers.
" Ain't gonna happen again. Ain't nothin ever gonna happen to you like that again." He muttered. He shows up, he's dead."
Harmony sucked her bottom lip into her mouth to taste him again as she nodded. She couldn't tell him that was not a promise he shouldn't make her, that he couldn't say that and make it real but she kept her mouth shut. He needed to believe it and she was going to let him. Her hands moved up his chest to his shoulders then his neck. Slowly he let her pull him in so she could hug him. He tucked his face into her neck, wetting her skin with sweat. She could feel him squeezing his eyes shut. And just like that it was just them again. They were alone again.
" It's just you and me now, again." She whispered into his ear. He nodded but didn't pull away from her. Why don't we go and make dinner then take a bath? We'll lock up the house, lock up the bathroom then soak in the tub. After that we can go to bed, okay?" She whispered.
Daryl pulled away and looked down at her. His expression changed. He was still upset, his face was still red, but he managed a curt, sharp nod. Harmony framed his face with her hands. She stepped up and gave him a closed mouth kiss. When she pulled away, she took his hand and interlaced their fingers. He let her turn and start to pull him towards the house. His eyebrows came together, he squinted and frowned as they walked.
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She did everything she said she would. She shut and locked the door. She led him to the table where he sat while she made them a quick dinner. She brought the plates to him and they ate in silence. Usually she cleaned up the plates and table after they ate but Daryl needed physical contact more then the table needed to be cleaned. So when they were done, she stood up, took his hand, and led him towards the upstairs. He hadn't said a word since his screaming fit in the field. His steps were heavy and slow while they walked.
Daryl sat on the closed lid of the toilet, watching her as she drew their bath. She left him there to return to their room for their towels. When she came back, his hand was in the water, testing the temperature. She set the towels down then shut and locked the door. She pulled her shirt off then moved to him. He sat up, wiping his hand on his pants while she undid the buttons of his shirt. He was staring at her throat but letting her push his shirt off.
" Stand up." Harmony said, keeping her voice low.
He rose and let her hands start to work on his belt. She had just unbuckled it when he finally touched her. His left hand came up and his fingers grazed one of the bruises. She kept her eyes down as her hands froze. He turned his hand to let the back of his knuckles slip across her skin. Carefully Harmony let her eyes move up his chest to his neck, his chin, his lips, then, finally, meeting his eyes.
" Come on, Woman. Gonna get cold just standing out here." He said. His voice was rough and low.
" Okay." Harmony said softly.
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Why they laid in the tub together, her back was against his chest. His hands were slowly traveling up and down her arms. Her head was against his shoulder while his was back and his eyes were shut. The back of his neck was resting against the tub. Daryl couldn't remember the last time he felt so relax and comfortable. Her hands were holding on to his thighs and she didn't even care that he was hard and against her back. Having a hard on used to embarrass him but her reaction to them were helping him to overcome that embarrassment.
He felt her moving around but didn't open his eyes. Her hands left his thighs a second before she touched him at the base of his shaft. She lifted up off him in the water and pulled him around before she settled back down. Daryl opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling as he moved his hands to the tub edge. His dick was resting against her. Before he knew what was going to happen she enclosed him in her hands and started to stroke him. Daryl's hands tighten on the tub and his hips came up slightly.
She kept one hand on top of the other while she worked up and then slowly back down on him. She swept her hand over his head, making his eyes shut and his mouth open. His back arched slightly and he groaned. He had never had a girl jerk him off and he wasn't sure how he should feel about it. All Daryl knew was that it felt damn good and he didn't want her to stop.
Harmony listened as his breath changed and adjusted her movements accordingly. His hips started to thrust, pulling him in and out of her hands more. His knuckles were white as he clutched the tub. She squeezed him at his head, making him groan louder. He was getting close as the water sloshed around them.
" You best stop." He moaned out. He was still squeezing his eyes shut. There was no way in hell he wanted her to stop but if she didn't he was in danger of cumming in the water. She kept moving, stroking and squeezing. He brought his head down and let it rest against her. Ah...woman..."
" Just go." She whispered when she turned her head so she could rest her mouth against his cheek.
He started pumping his hips harder and fast. Some of the water splashed out but still they kept going. Finally, he started to cum. Semen flew out of him and into the water as he trembled and breathed out. His muscles were twitching while she swept her hands over the head of his penis. When the orgasm finally started to die down, his head went back and he relaxed. She slowed her pace until she completely stopped moving. She gently let him go then placed her hands back against his thighs.