AN: Thank y'all for continuing to read this story. It's hard to believe that I started this like six weeks ago...To me that's pretty good, 29 chapters in 6 weeks! Yay for me! Enjoy!
"Lily," Daryl shook Lily's shoulder, and tried to shake her awake. She groaned, but didn't stir. Her blonde hair was messy and everywhere, it seemed so different short than when it was long. She looked like a different person. Maybe she was. A lot had changed since the group had left the farm.
Merle walked into the living room area, to see his little brother cuddling with the blonde bitch.
"The hell's this?" he asked. "Aw, don' tell me yew wen' soft on me, lil' brother."
"Shut up Merle," Daryl told him. "Lily! Wake up," he shook her a little more rough.
"Hm?" she finally woke, and stretched. "Good morning," she leaned up to peck his lips. He stopped her by motioning to Merle who was standing over them. "Ew, it's to early to see your face," she rolled over and buried her face in Daryl's chest.
"Why don' we go huntin'?" Daryl asked Lily softly.
"Let's go," Lily jumped up and was dressed in record time.
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"Sorry 'bout ma brother," Daryl said.
"He's blood, I get it. But, he's a real asshole."
"He raised me. Whut am I 'possed ta do?"
"I'm not asking you to ditch him. I could never ask you to do that, I'd just love for you to be able to..." she was looking for the right word.
"Control him?"
"Yes! I just don't want his big mouth to affect Emily..."
"I'll talk to him," Daryl promised.
"That's all I ask," she pecked his lips with her's. Then, suddenly she felt sick to her stomach. "I promise this isn't related to that," she went over to a bush and got sick.
"Yew okay?" he asked.
"Can you hold my hair?" Daryl nodded as Lily continued to vomit. Once she stopped, she looked up at Daryl, given the four inch height difference. "I am so sorry."
"Don' need ta appologize fer pukin', Princess." They began walking again. This was more of an ecape for the two of them, they hadn't seen any sign of wildlife. "Whut's with Layla?"
"Liam's older half sister. She's thirty-five, been married three times, no kids...What do you wanna know?"
"We trus' her?"
"I don't know...I wouldn't count on it, especially since I killed her baby brother..."
"Yew did whut yew had ta. Don' beat yerself up 'bout it."
"I didn't have to kill him..."
"He woulda killed me otherwise."
She sighed, she still felt guilty for killing him, no matter how or why it happened. "You're right," and he was, but she still didn't forgive herself. "I couldn't have let him kill you. Ever."
"An' nobody'll ever hurt yew again neither," he kissed her nose, then her lips. She backed against a nearby tree and wrapped her legs around his waist. Daryl's lips kissed Lily's collar bone, as his hands ran up her side. She shivered and pulled away from him.
"Please stop," tears fell from her eyes. He'd never gotten that reaction from her.
"Whut's the matter?" he asked, as he cupped her jaw, but she quickly pulled away.
"I'm so, so, so, sorry! I just can't..."
"Whut happened?" he could tell something was very, very wrong with Lily. Tears were a rare thing for her.
"N-nothing. I'm fine. Let's just...hunt," she began walking away. Daryl silently walked after her. It wasn't what he wanted but now wasn't the time.
"Find anythin' lil' brother?" Merle asked. Daryl shook his head. "'Course not, yew brough' blonde bitch wit' yew."
"Sh-"
"I can't take this anymore!" Lily exclaimed. "You will not talk about me like like that, especially infront of a little girl that is like a daughter to me!" Everything was quiet. "We need to leave here while we still have light. It's not going to be safe here forever."
Nobody bothered to argue with the obviously angry blonde. Within the next five minutes everyone had all of their stuff together and were ready to blindly follow her. But, before they could leave, Layla pulled Lily to the side.
"What happened to my brother?" she asked.
Lily sighed. She'd learn sooner or later. "I killed him. He was going to kill Daryl..."
"So that gives you the right to kill my brother?"
"I didn't mean to. I aimed for his arm! He moved!"
"Sure he did!" Layla exclaimed. "I've always hated you!"
"What the hell did I ever do to you?"
"You've always been a skank whore bag!"
"Really? Me? You've been flaunting your whatever in front of Mason for years! And guess what? He's never been interested in you!"
"Bitch," she shoved her shoulders against the cabin. Layla pulled out a knife and held it to Lily's throat. She tried to fight, but the knife dug into Lily's neck causing blood to trickle from the new wound.
"Get off of me," she tried to move again, but more blood spilled out. "Don't do-" Lily heard the whiz of an arrow, before she saw it contact with Layla's head. The knife fell from Lily's throat. Daryl's arms opened and she ran to them.
"It's okay Princess. It's okay," he kissed her forehead.
"Let's just go," she pulled away and wiped the blood from her neck, and led the way into to the woods.
The boys and Emily followed her without thought. Merle wanted to put his two cents in, but he could tell Daryl was pissed and he might be the next one to get an arrow in his head.
AN: So I changed my mind about updating this one the same day as everything else. I just decided that I wanted to update this one because it is my absolute favorite one to write. I hoped you liked reading it as much as I like writing it. Reviews would be wonderful I love, love, love to hear feedback. Next chapter is going to be taking place over the epidsode of "Home". I agree Merle needs a woman, but I don't think he's mature enough yet.