A Secret
Chapter 12
A/N: Let me tell you, this chapter will be fun to write. Hehe...
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"Jesus Carol, I was about to come get you, you were taking so long!" Lori said as Carol closed the car door. "I mean what could have taken so long? You knew we were coming."
"Uhm, Sophia." Carol decided. "Sophia was talking to me."
Andrea looked back, and she smirked. "Carol."
"What?" Carol looked at her. What was she smirking about?
"Your pink lip gloss is smeared." Andrea started laughing. Lori and Maggie both looked at her, and then the whole car was in a fit of laughter, except Carol of course. Her face was so red. How many times would she turn red this evening?
After Lori finally calmed down, she turned around to look at Carol. They hadn't even left the driveway yet. "So, how did that happen Carol?"
"Uhm... Water bottle?" Carol had no excuse for it.
"As far as I know, the only man in your house as of right now is Daryl Dixon." Lori smirked. "You, missy, have some explaining to do!"
"When we get to the bar. I need a drink." She muttered, causing the girls to laugh once more.
"Alright, spill the beans Carol." Lori said as they all sat down at a booth. She was the only one with a shirley temple. The others had beers, and that was just to start off the night. They'd probably be moving onto much stronger drinks later on.
"Give us every detail." Andrea added. Maggie nodded along with Andrea. All eyes were on Carol.
"Well..." Carol had no idea how to explain this. Where did she begin? What did they want to know? Just what happened that night... Or when it all happened? "What do you want to know?"
"Everything. From the very beginning. When did you two get together?" Maggie stated.
"Okay." Carol sighed. "Well, it all started at the hotel..."
"I knew it!" Lori shouted, causing a few heads to turn. "Whoops..." She laughed innocently.
"Sophia really wanted to go for a midnight swim. So we all went. After I got out of the hot tub, I dipped my feet in the pool. What does Daryl do? He swims over and pulls me into the freezing cold water. So, I splashed him as payback. Then we kind of got into a splash fight. After that happened, he grabbed me, probably to stop me from splashing him. He hadn't realized at first that he grabbed my waist. Our faces were just inches apart." Carol couldn't believe she was telling all the details, but hey, that's what they wanted.
"Oh this is good. Keep going, I wanna hear the rest." Maggie stared, waiting impatiently for her to continue.
"Well, we sort of just stared at each other for a bit." Carol smiled slightly as she remember the scene. "I kind of got swept up in the moment. I just, leaned forward. But, as my luck would go, Sophia interrupted us just as my lips met his." Carol chuckled. "It was real awkward after that."
"If Carl would've done that to me I would've grounded him for weeks." Lori laughed.
"That must have sucked big time." Andrea sighed. "Especially the awkward aftermath."
"Yeah it was pretty bad." Carol admitted. She looked down at her half-empty bottle, and then back up at her friends. "Until the next day..."
"Oh it's about to get good!" Lori exclaimed.
"Remember how the elevator stopped when me and Daryl were in it?" Carol asked. Lori nodded. Maggie and Andrea didn't have any idea what she was talking about, so Lori explained that detail. "Well, after you called, we started talking. And then the topic about the previous night came up. And... Well I may or may not have suggested that we should try it again... And he may or may not have agreed... And we may or may not have made out the majority of the time we stuck in the elevator." Carol shrugged. All three of the girls shrieked. "And... We may or may not have made out on the bed when we got out of the elevator, and that may or may not have been the reason we didn't show up at the restaurant."
"Oh my god Carol! I never knew you had it in you!" Lori laughed.
"You seem like such a goody-two shoes! Who knew you were so bad!" Andrea grinned.
"I would have never expected you to say something like that Carol. What a story." Maggie leaned back against the booth.
"And there is still what happened tonight..." All the girls shrieked again. "I think it was the dress..."
"The dress that turned him on? Oh, was he all over you?" Lori asked, a smirk appearing on her face.
"You could say that..." Carol bit her lower lip.
"Oh god we interrupted something! I'm so sorry Carol!" Lori apolagized.
"What? Oh! No no no you didn't interrupt that. We haven't done that... And we won't for a long time." Carol chuckled. "Anyway, I was about to leave, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. We could've stayed like that forever... If it weren't for Sophia... Walking in... On us..."
"Oh she didn't..." Maggie covered her mouth with her free hand. "What happened?"
"She was telling me you were here... And she saw that and we probably scarred her for life." Carol sighed.
"Well what it just like normal kissing or intense fiery passion?" Andrea asked.
"The uhm... The second one..." Carol finished off her beer.
All the girls squealed. "Oh my god Carol you are so different than you lead on!" Lori laughed.
"I think this calls for more drinks!" Maggie stood up. "Anyone up for shots?"
"I'm going to go play my game in my room." Sophia said, and hurried off upstairs. They hadn't spoken a word all evening. He thought he was going to die. The awkward silence was so heavy in the room he was being crushed by it. He couldn't imagine what it was like. He was incredibly embarressed, because he was all over the girls mother. She must hate him now.
"Okay Carol, just one step at a time." Daryl looked up as he heard Lori's voice, which was followed by a hysterical laughter. She must be totally wasted right now. He stood up and walked over to the front door. "Oh thank god. Daryl you really have to take over. Good luck." Daryl took Carol from Lori, and she was gone. Wonderful.
"Alright Carol... Easy now." Daryl said as he slowly walked her up the stairs.
"Oh you." Carol giggled. "When did you get so sexy?" She poked his face. "Seriously, your face is gorgeous."
"Yeah, okay." Daryl walked her into her bedroom. "Just, lie down..." He motioned to the bed. "You lie down, and I'll get you some water, okay?"
"Mm you're so cute." She laughed. "Why don't you come lie down beside me?" She patted the spot beside her.
"I'm gettin' your water first..." He'd get her water, lie down beside her, and hopefully she would pass out.
"Hurry back." Carol winked at him, and burst into a fit of giggles. He had to admit, she was pretty funny when she was drunk. But she was also very forward and held nothing back. Which scared him a little bit. He didn't want her to say something that she would regret later on. He reached into the fridge and grabbed a cold bottle of water. Heading up the stairs, he nearly ran into Sophia.
"Oh, sorry." Daryl looked down at her.
"Mom is drunk, isn't she?" Sophia was too smart.
"Lil' bit..." Daryl nodded. "Better let her rest. Just gettin' her this water and leavin'."
"You should stay. I don't want to deal with a hungover mom." Sophia walked back into her room. Daryl shrugged and continued on into Carol's room.
"Here is the water." Daryl said, placing the bottle on the bedside table.
"Good, now lie down." Carol patted the spot again, waiting for him to do as she said. Daryl sighed and did as she said. Carol smiled and scooted closer to him. "Did you miss me tonight?" She asked, trailing her finger up and down his chest. "Cause I missed you."
Daryl was starting to get nervous now. "Uhm... Yeah guess I missed ya..."
Carol giggled. "I couldn't stop thinking about you, you know." She kissed the corner of his mouth.
"R-Really?" Daryl stuttered. He shouldn't have done this. He should've gave her the water and left.
"Mhm." Carol nodded. "I was hoping..." She resumed trailing her finger along his chest. "We could pick up where we left off." She whispered. She didn't wait for his response, she just placed her lips on his. Daryl was finding it very hard to resist her right now. She was still wearing that dress. He knew this was very wrong. It was like taking advantage of her while she was drunk. He'd never be able to live with himself. He told himself he was going to stop it before it went any further. He felt her slowly lifting his shirt. He had to stop her now before it went any further. He just had to. So why didn't he? The next thing he knew, his shirt was on the floor, and her hands were roaming over his chest and his sides. Now he had to stop it.
"Carol, stop." Daryl reluctantly pushed her off of him. "Ya don't know what you're doin'. Ya gotta stop. Ya aren't yourself." He quickly got off the bed. "You're drunk, ya can't do this. I ain't takin' advantage of ya while you're like this."
Of course, she began to pout. He did what was necessary. If she were to wake up next to him with no clothes on she'd surely freak. "I'm sorry but ya would regret it in the mornin'."
"No I wouldn't." Carol got up and stood infront of him.
"Ya say that now Carol, but I know you well enough to know that ain't your style." Daryl shook his head. "I'll be downstairs on the couch." And with that, he left the room.
Carol woke up with a pounding headache. The one thing she remembered from last night was... She quickly turned to look beside her. Thankfully, Daryl wasn't there beside her. She would have hated herself if she had forced him into that. She didn't have much time to think before she ran to the bathroom. Sure, drinking could be fun, but the aftermath wasn't. Hangover's were the worst. After throwing up, she decided to have a shower. She didn't take too long, because her headache was just getting worse. She got dressed, and walked downstairs. To her surprise, Daryl was sitting on the couch watching television. "Daryl?" She asked.
"Sleepin' beauty finally woke up." Daryl smirked. "Was about to go check on ya. Guess I don't gotta do that anymore."
"Where is Sophia?" Carol asked as she sat down on the couch. The sun was harsh as it shone through the window.
"She went to hang out with Carl. Been gone since lunch. I fed her, don't worry." Daryl watched as she buried her face in her hands, and let out a groan. "Not feelin' too hot are ya?"
"No." Carol muttered. "Don't ever let me drink again." Then she remembered. "Oh god, Daryl. I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to put you in a position like that. God I feel horrible." She apolagized.
"Don't worry 'bout it." Daryl shook his head. "Alcohol makes ya crazy. I knew you'd do somethin' like that, mostly my fault. I figured you'd regret it, so that's why I stopped ya. Just had to walk away."
"Still I feel awful about it." Carol sighed. "What time is it by the way?"
"'Bout 2:30 now." Daryl said. "Ya slept for a long time. Drinkin' does that. So how was yesterday anyway? Ya have fun?"
"Yes. We had a lot of fun." Carol chuckled. "Probably too much fun. They sort of... Found out about you and me."
Oh fuck. That was Daryl's first thought. They were probably disappointed in the both of them, because she was married. He never really took the time to think about what they were doing. She was a married woman. "What they say?" He asked nervously.
Carol smiled at him. She saw how nervous he was. She scooted closer to him, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry Daryl. They were really happy about it. I mean really happy. They wouldn't stop shrieking. Hurt my ears a little bit." She giggled. "I know, you're probably scared about us, right? Because of this." She pointed the gold ring around her finger. "He's an asshole Daryl. Trust me. He is not a good man, and I should have left him a long time ago. If I could change that, I would. But you need to know this, I don't love him. There may have been a time, where I thought I did. But I don't. When he gets out of that prison, I'm going to stand up to him. I'm going to leave him, and take Sophia with me. I'm not going to let him hurt me anymore." That was her goal. To stand up to Ed and get out of there as fast as possible. She wasn't safe with Ed. She never was safe with him.
Daryl knew she was right. Her husband was an asshole. He abused her. "When he gets out of jail, ya might have to hold me back. Or else I'll kick the fuckers ass." Daryl mumbled. "No man should ever lay his hands on a woman like that."
"Thank you Daryl." Carol wrapped her arms around him. She wasn't safe with Ed, but with Daryl, she felt the safest she would ever be. She knew that he'd protect her. He'd care for her. He'd treat her like she was worth something. Not like Ed. She had only been with Daryl for a short time, but she already felt like she loved him.
A/N: I seriously love writing drunk Carol. She's hilarious in my opinion. She certainly doesn't hold anything back, thats for sure. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! R&R lovelies!
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