After leaving the store front and dodging a few walkers here and there, Merle, Michonne, and I finally found a house that looked half way safe. There was like, four walkers in there total, but all in all it was pretty safe. But the walkers didn't concern me as much as Merle either A; killing Michonne or leaving her out for the dead, or B; doing the same to me because I let her join us. During the entire time after that dude that was called the governor or something like that, all Merle did was glare at me, then at Michonne then back at me. Once we made sure that the house was safe, I went out back to see if there was a shed, so I could see if there was anything to barricade the windows with.
There was a shed, and when I went in, I heard footsteps follow me, and to no surprise, I heard Merles voice behind me. "Are you really considerin' lettin' her stay with us?" he asked, anger still in his voice but not like before. "I don't see why we can't have her around." I said shortly. I found a tool box but there was the problem of finding wood. "What 'bout that jackass from before? They didn't seem like the best of friends." Merle said as he grabbed my shoulder to turn me around to face him. "After what happened back at the store front I don't think we're on his friend list either, Merle." I said looking him in the eye. "Look I understand you're pissed at her for making you her bitch, but she seems to know where things are and at least you don't have to complain about me getting us lost if we have her around." I stated, silently begging for him to see reason as I tuned back around to find wood. Instead of a response all he did was roll his eyes and turn back into the house. I did a final survey on the contents in the shed, realizing I found jack shit when it came to wood, and went back into the house as well.
Once night fell I was busy blockading the windows with pieces of spare coffee tables and chairs that where around the house. Michonne was wiping off her katana with a dish rag, and Merle was glaring at the black woman while leaning on the wall. After what seemed like an eternity of both awkward and suspenseful silence, I decided it was up to me to break the ice. "Okay, elephant in the room, I'm just gonna say it, who the fuck where those people back at the store?" I asked looking at Michonne. I was hoping Merle would be the one to ask this question, but as usual nothing goes the way I want it. Instead of answering me all she did was glare at me, either that or it was just her neutral expression. "I don't think she can even talk, eh Zach?" Merle slyly said, with a smirk plastered on his face. "Merle for the love of Christ." I said as I put my hand over my face. "I can't see you two lasting one day without strangling each other, much less this entire outbreak." Michonne said as-matter-of-factly while she continued to clean her sword.
She had a point I thought. How me and Merle have lasted this long just the two of us would be the life of me. "Ok first of all, I met him a few weeks ago, and second can you just answer the question?" I asked trying to get her to cooperate. And just like that, she put her sword on her lap, and looked at me. "This guy calls himself the governor; he's the leader at this concentration like camp not too far from here. The men just pillage for supplies and other survivors to add to their boot camp. There are women among them; old and young who do the cooking and cleaning for everyone. But that's not all their used for. The young are used as sex toys whenever the men get horny or drunk, whichever came first, and the old and the weak? Let's just say that a beating pulse is all that separates them from the undead." She said. Looking at her after that was like looking at a Vietnam War hero who was recalling his past.
Ok I can be honest, it took me a moment or two for me to realize what she meant with the reference with the walkers but I wasn't exactly too subtle about it. "They eat people?!" I asked in horror. I was mentally hitting myself for just blurting it out, but if it happens once it happens a thousand times. I stole a glance at Merle and saw his eyes wide open. I looked back at Michonne and saw that she was back to her original position, acting like the conversation that was just held didn't ever happen. I realized that I probably got the all she was gonna tell me about this "Governor" dude, and decided to just drop the subject. I turned back around to finish barricading the windows. Merle just sighed, and walked away.
A few hours later… after I got done closing up all the windows, and making sure that the doors were locked I decided to look for a room to stay in for the night. I settled on the room closest to the exit. When I put my stuff on the floor I decided to look out the window in my room. To my surprise I saw Michonne outside the window sitting on the roof, staring into space with her eyebrows furrowed. She always seems to be glaring. I thought with a small smile on my face. I quietly opened my window, got out onto the roof, and sat next to Michonne. She must have been lost in her thoughts because she didn't notice me sitting next to her. I tried to see what she was staring at, and it looked like she was looking at the sky.
"You can make out a lot of constellations tonight." I said, trying to start a conversation. She turned her head viciously and gripped the hilt of her sword, but when she saw it was me, she put down her weapon and sighed. "Why care? Their just stars." Michonne said as she gazed up to the sky. "Eh, it's just something to know I guess, kinda like knowing the different names of birds, or flowers, or stones. Just something to know I guess." I said. The young woman next to me just scoffed and went back to staring into space. "I'm sorry about what Merle was going to do to your undead companions, and for what that governor guy actually did do to them." I said remembering that I was going to say that to her like an hour ago prior to that conversation. "They were dead to begin with." Michonne said shortly. "So, um… Michonne is it? How do you know so much about this guy and his band of misfits?" I asked trying to keep the conversation going.
"I know because I was with them during the beginning of the outbreak." she said with her voice tight and controlled with anger. "Really? It seems like you hate that guys guts." I stated with my eyes wide open. "He was my boyfriends' co worker, so we stayed with him." Michonne said with a very evil looking glare, and that told me I shouldn't push that particular subject for the time being. "I'm Zachariah by the way. And the guy you held at sword point is Merle." I said realizing that I never thought of introducing ourselves. "Yeah I've heard you use you in-bread, white trash friends name before." She smirked.
And with that point she grabbed her sword, got to her feet, and went through the window of what I could guess was her room. "Yeah nice talkin' with you too." I said sarcastically. I looked up at the sky and saw the constellation for Leo, Scorpio, the Ursa Major, and Hercules. I remember wishing back before all this, when I was living in California, that I could see constellations in a starry night sky like this. But under the circumstances all I did was take a sigh of self pity, got to my feet like Michonne did a moment or two before hand, and went back into my own room.
"Your trusting natures' gonna get ya killed one of these days Zach." A deep southern drawl said behind me as I got back from the roof. I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard it. I sighed and looked at the man behind me. "How many times have I told you not to do that Merle?" I asked with annoyance in my voice. All Merle did was just smirk and close the door behind him. "Does it matter?" he asked still smirking. "No, just want to know how bad your listening skills are." I said condescendingly. I may like Merle ok, but Jesus .H. Christ he is aggravating! "How can you trust this mute bitch?" he asked with his arms crossed. "How many times are we gonna argue about this subject?" I asked mocking his tone of voice. "All I'm saying' is that she's just gonna be dead weight and another mouth to feed." He said with a false sense of being reasonable.
"Merle for Christ sake, why can't you just trust me?" I asked while glaring at the man in front of me. "Because you're usually wrong." He said insolently. "How does it seem that you always seem to bring that up every mother fucking day?" I snapped at him. Merle just chuckled under his breath and turned to the door. "How does it seem you stupid enough to just welcome that nigga with open arms?" he asked rhetorically and walked out. "Racist dick." I said as soon as the door closed, but I had a feeling that this wouldn't be the last time we would have this particular argument.
Fear.
That was running through her mind as Zachariah was running through the woods, dodging trees and rocks. She didn't remember why she was running, or what she was running from, but all she knew was that she needed to get away from her previous position and she needed to get away fast. As the young girl looked back to see four walkers chasing after her she lost her footing, tripped on a root, and fell off what looked like a cliff, then blacked out momentarily once the fall ended with the impact on a stone like floor.
After regaining consciousness soon after falling, ignoring the pain in her back, she looked up to see the four undead corpses staggering towards her. As she reached for her sword, only to find it not strapped to her back, she looked around for any plausible help at that point. Her gaze fell on a man leaning on the end of the cliff with a familiar looking smirk on his face,shaggy dark brown hair pointing in different directions, his muscled arms crossed while looking at her condescendingly with crystal, Mediterranean blue eyes. With Zachariah's eyes pleading with him to give her any type of help, all he did was scoff, and turned around to leave. Seeing that she was on her own; all Zachariah did was shut her eyes and brace herself for the bloodthirsty monsters in front of her to devour her, but instead hearing the sound of four gunshots and hearing four bodies drop to the ground in front of her.
Reluctant to open her eyes to see whoever was in front of her, shaking from the near death experience, she calmed down when a calloused hand was slowly placed on her cheek. Zachariah then opened her eyes and saw Merle crouched in front of her with a pleased smile on his face. Zachariah so happy to see him got up from where she was sitting and hugged him. "Thanks." Was all Zachariah could say, still shaking from the traumatic experience. "You did the same for me, kid." Merle said as he put his arm around her. She looked up at him and made full eye contact with him, her onyx black eyes looking into his blue eyes, which she was surprised to find out, thinking they where brown. Then she did the last thing she thought she'd ever do to Merle; she kissed him.
The kiss wasn't exactly much, considering she had never kissed anyone prior to Merle at that point, and wasn't certain how long it should be. But she was taken by surprise when she felt Merles hand at the back of her head, pushing her lips closer to his. Her wide open at the gesture, but then closed again as she put one hand on his shoulder and used the other to balance herself onto his lap. Her cheeks starting to turn red as she felt his tongue snake across her bottom lip and was met with hers once she realized what was happening. blushing even more to feel him growing hard under his jeans. After a few moments the kiss was finally broken but not the end of their intimate moment. As soon as their lips parted, Merle started to kiss her heated up cheek, moving down to her neck as she felt his only hand trail up to the seam of her black sports bra, then pulling up both her shirt and her bra and put his hand on her breast as he carefully laid her on her back.
He started kissing her stomach, slowly working up to her breasts with his hand still on one. Zachariah lying still on her back, with her eyes closed as Merle did what he wanted on her supple young body, her heart racing when he got to her chest, licking her aroused nipple as his hand pinched the other one. As she took her shirt off she felt Merle unbuttoning her pants, then slowly pulling them off along with the underwear she was wearing. He moved away from her chest down to her now bare legs, kissing the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. He took his one hand away from her breast and used it to take her left leg, and rest on his shoulder. Zachariah bit the inside of her cheek as Merle's mouth slowly moved to her aching womanhood, when out of nowhere she heard her name being called somewhere out of the blue…
"Zach!" Merle yelled as he slapped my cheek to get me awake. He succeeded when that automatically got me out of my dreaming state. "Ah! Oh god what? What's happening?" I yelled caught completely off guard by the sudden commotion, only to find Merle glaring at me with his arms crossed to his chest. I let out an annoyed sigh when I realized it was only pain-in-the-ass Merle. "Jesus scare the shit outta me why don't ya?" I said while rubbing my eyes trying to keep them open. "Apparently I did, now get your ass up. Mickey want you to talk about our next heading or somthin' like that." He said. "Mickey?" I asked, wondering who he was talking about. "Yeah, our new friend. Now let's get going!" he said as he was heading out the door.
Dream, I thought, it was only a dream. I sat up, staring at the ground in order to process the dream that I just had, but then thinking I should do that later before Merle comes in again. So shaking my head, putting my shoes on, and getting to my feet I got down stairs to see whether or not Michonne and Merle had managed to kill each other without me there as a mediator. But all I did know is that having the two of them there wasn't going to be easy.
i am SO sorry about this excrusiatingly long awaited update, i know ive been slacking on this story and its been lagging but trust me its going to get alot more interesting. im sorry for the racism on Merle's part but from what ive seen from the show, well its expected. anyway i said in the summary there was gonna be Merle/OC action going on eventually and so here's alittle taste of it. i also wanted to say that im sorry (again) for the lagging in the story but i just cant jump into stuff so fast, i have to build up to it, just give me time!
we will be introduced to Rick and his group eventually but for now your just going to have to live with just Merle, Michonne, and Zachariah for a little longer. and im sorry if the quick transition from first to third person kinda screwed you up, but somethings i cant explain in Zachariahs words.
the favorites and follows are greatly appreciated and if im not portraying anyone a certian way that they are in the show then please tell me! sorry again for the late update, (heh heh that rhymed. imma poet and i didn't know it!) its just that i go back to school in like 3 days so kinda swamped, ill post as soon as i can! thanks for reading =)