***So here's another part and I hope you like it. I have fallen in love with this story even If I am the writer but anyways, read, comment, vote, fan (Also, just for the record, I left out Sophia in this.)***
~2 Weeks Later~
I sat on the back of Daryl's bike as we pulled into the farm where Carl was taken to. Daryl helped me off of the bike but I still fell.
"Dumb bike," I muttered. Daryl glared at me and helped me up. We started setting up camp when I felt myself become dizzy. Daryl and I finished setting up the tent when my world went black.
Daryl's P.O.V.
I watched as Tessa crumpled to the ground. I picked her up and ran towards the house. As I was running, I looked down at Tessa. She was pale and felt clammy. Hershel saw me coming and led me inside. I placed her on a bed.
"What happened?" he asked.
"I don't know. One minute she was helping me set up a tent then she was on the ground." He checked her pulse then set up an I.V. I sat in a chair beside her as Hershel left the room. I felt myself worrying about this girl. Don't know how in all honesty, but I am. The door opened and Rick walked in. He took one look at her then me.
"What happened to her?" I shrugged my shoulders at him. The door opened again and Hershel walked back in.
"I can't tell much from her being unconscious but I think she's low on iron and is malnourished." My eyes flicked to Tessa as she called my name.
"What's going on?" she asked me hoarsely.
"You passed out while you were helping me." She sighed loudly.
"I didn't think I would actually pass out. I just felt a little dizzy." I shot her a glare at not telling me she was dizzy. I would have made her sit down.
"What's making ye dizzy?" I asked her suspiciously.
"I don't know. I've had some spells, I guess." Hershel looked at her, forming an answer.
"I think your anemic. Malnourished for sure. I have some iron pills that if this is anemia, the pills should make you feel better." Hershel walked out then reappeared with water and two white pills. He handed them to Tessa and she took them.
"Now get some rest and after about a week the pills should help." Tessa nodded to Hershel and laid down. I wanted to stay with her but Rick motioned for me out of the room. When we were in the hallway, Hershel turned to Rick and I.
"She needs to eat more or she won't make it. I do think it's anemia based on her body temperature and skin color but she is very underweight. Anorexic maybe," Hershel said. I glared at him.
"So your saying that she might die?" Hershel nodded. I gave him another glare and heading into the kitchen.
"That dumb bitch is going to eat whether she likes it or not," I said, grumbling. I found a box of crackers and milk. I took them in to her. She carefully ate three crackers then took a drink of milk.
"I'm full," she said.
"You have to eat more." She crossed her arms over her chest.
"I don't have to do anything," she said in a defiant tone. I threw my hands up in the are.
"Fine. Die for all I care. The world doesn't need another dumb bitch." Before I knew what was happening, Tessa had me pinned against the wall. Not in the romantic kind of way, more of a move-and-you-die kind of way. Well, the look on Tessa's face could've made Freddy Krueger shit his pants.
"I don't like being called dumb bitch, ye hear?" She let me go and sat on the bed. This time, I pinned her down.
"I'm not going to let you get away with that," I said, keeping a firm grip on her. She closed her eyes and cowered like she expected me to hit her. I wasn't though. I was just going to hold her down until she ate.
"I don't hit women," I said, releasing her. Seeing she wasn't going to get her, her attitude started back up.
"Oh sure, I bet you don't."
"I haven't hit you yet and there have been many urges to." Her face turned into a half smile.
"Guess I am a little stubborn," she said, running her hand through her hair. She started eating more crackers. I patted her on the head like a dog and walked out of the room but not before I heard "asshole" and "redneck."
Tessa's P.O.V.
I crawled into the tent with Daryl, again I couldn't sleep. I walked to the R.V. and climbed onto the roof. Dale was sitting in the chair, watching for any walkers. I sat down beside him, staying silent for a few minutes.
"Daryl cares about you," Dale said, breaking the silence. I scoffed at him.
"He doesn't care about anyone but himself. He's a cold-hearted, selfish, asshole of a redneck. And for him to care about me is just wishful thinking." Dale started quietly laughing beside me. I don't know what is so funny.
"He is all those things but he's starting to open up to you, something he hasn't done to anyone else." Yep, I decided, this old man is crazy. Daryl has not opened to me.
I quickly climbed down the ladder and into the tent. Dale was completely off his rocker because one thing is for sure: Daryl Dixon does not care about me.
Note: There is some sexual content coming up.
I walked to the group who were eating breakfast. I sat down beside Daryl, who was glaring at me.
"What's your fucking problem?" I asked him through clenched teeth.
"Oh, I don't know since I'm just a cold-hearted, selfish, asshole of a redneck." My mouth dropped open. He had heard what I had said.
"I'm-" I started to say but Daryl jumped up and headed to woods with his crossbow. Tears were threatening to run down my face but I pulled it together. I looked around at the group that had their eyes on me. I left them and headed towards the forest. I was in the middle of the forest when I felt myself being pushed again a tree. A first, I though it was Daryl but soon realised it was Shane. His hands started unbuttoning my jeans.
"Let go of me," I spat at him. He ignored me and bit down onto my shoulder. I cried out in pain. I tried getting out of his grasp but he slammed me onto the ground this time. He got my jeans off, then my shirt. He looked down hungrily at my body. He undid my bra and slid down my underwear. I closed my eyes, realising I couldn't stop it.
Note: It's safe now.
Daryl's P.O.V.
I came through the trees and saw Shane on top of Tessa. I knew she was a tramp. Then I saw she didn't do this willfully. I ran and flung Shane into a tree and grabbed Tessa's clothes. I handed them to her and she put them on quickly. Shane ran away as I was picking up Tessa. She was shivering in my arms and tears were running down her face.
We came out of the trees and the group ran towards us. Shane was with them.
"What happened?" Rick asked me. Shane had a glare on his face.
"Shane raped her," I spat, struggling to keep from killing Shane with my bare hands.
"You've got no proof!" Shane screamed at me. I was kinda glad Tessa was passed out for the moment.
"Daryl, you know he's right. You don't have any proof." I gripped tighter onto Tessa because right now, she was the only thing keeping me from killing both of them.
"I saw it with my own eyes. Tessa went through it." I moved Tessa's shirt so they could see some of the marks Shane had left. Carol gasped and Rick looked disapprovingly at Shane.
"Did you rape her?" Rick asked Shane.
"She enjoyed it."
"She didn't enjoy it, you fucking prick!" Rick put his hand up to stop me.
"Let me rephrase this: Did you have sex with her?" After a few seconds, Shane nodded.
"Shane, I'll deal with you later. Carol, will you help clean up Tessa?" Carol nodded and followed me into my tent. Tessa started to stir. Then she opened her eyes and sat up. Carol pushed her back down gently. She started cleaning Tessa's wounds. When she was done, Carol gave me a small smile and climbed out of the tent. Tessa looked at me with a deer in the headlights look.
"Are you okay?" I asked her, afraid to get close to her. She nodded. I sat beside her, trying not to freak her out. She relaxed a little and laid down on the bed. When I heard her softly snoring, I walked outside.
Tessa's P.O.V.
The light cut through the open tent door, causing my eyes to hurt. I tried sitting up but I was sore all over. Memories from yesterday came flooding back. I sucked it up and walked outside. All eyes were on me as I made my way to the chair beside Daryl. He got up and fetched me some scrambled eggs. The group sat in uncomfortable silence until Rick stood in front of me.
"The group has come up with a decision. We're keeping Shane here and you'll have to leave. There wasn't any problems before you showed up." Daryl jumped angrily out of his chair.
"What do ye mean the group decided? I didn't know anything about this!" Dale looked surprised as well.
"I'll leave," I said bluntly, trying to prevent an argument. Daryl looked ready for murder.
"If she leaves, then I do too." So much for preventing an argument.
"Now Daryl, don't overreact. We need you," Rick said, sounding a little desperate.
"Well, I need her." I almost lost it right there. Did Daryl just say that he needed me? Rick sighed at Daryl and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Okay. Raise your hands if you want Tessa to stay." Daryl, Dale, Carol, Glenn, and Lori raised their hands. Andrea, Rick, and Shane did not. Wasn't really that much of a surprise.
"So I'm staying?" I asked him. He nodded and walked away with Shane. I gave a small grateful smile at the group. I might actually be accepted here.
***This was poorly edited but I hoped you liked it. Comment, vote, fan!***