I woke to light streaming through the blinds, hitting me right in the eyes.
"Fuck sakes." I mumbled as I rolled over to go back to sleep, only to remember everything that had happened the day before.
I whipped my head back around, searching the floor for Daryl, only to find his spot without him in it. I stood up, cautiously scanning the area before walking through the store. Looking through all the aisles, I realised he must have left while I was asleep, so I went to check the doors. Quicky walking, I reached the doors only to find them both still locked. I looked around again, confused and a little scared. What if a walker was still in here and it got Daryl? What am I thinking, Daryl would probably make the walker run in the other direction, scared shitless.
As I continued with my pointless thinking about Daryl and walkers, I suddenly walked into something and took a hop backwards to steady myself. I shook my head and realised that I found Daryl, who was now glaring at me for interrupting his breakfast.
"Oh, shit. Sorry. I'll just go, back, over there." I said quietly as I turned away from him and towards the produce table
"Its fine. Don't you eat?" He chuckled, extending his hand to give me a piece of break with peanut butter on it.
"Sure do." I said, laughing as I took the bread with peanut butter.
"So what's your story?" Dayrl asked as he continued eating half of the loaf.
"Well, I grew up in Canada with my family then I moved down here for work. I've been here for about two years, but I don't really know anyone still, so no one to worry about. What about you? Whats your story?"I responded
"Well, I've lived here my whole life. My brother Merle took care of me, guess I should let you know he'll be showin up soon. He's all I have." He said, as if it was nothing.
"Shouldn't we be keeping a look out for him them? Ya know, if he's gonna pop out of no where." I said, giving Daryl a look.
"Meh, Merle don't need us waiting for him, when he gets here you'll know." he said as he gave a devious grin.
"Wonderful" I mumbled as I began walking toward the employee only doors.
"Hey? Where you going?" Daryl called out from his spot in the aisle.
"I gotta use the washroom. Problem with that?" I replied, clearly annoyed. Daryl let out a grunt and continued eating the last of the loaf. What's his problem? I grabbed a broom that was beside the doors and pushed through, keeping my eyes open for any walkers. Well, I thought, looks like Daryl had to go before I did and cleared it out. I saw the washroom door and walked in, locking the door behind me.
As I finished I turned on the sink, splashing water in my face and rubbing my eyes. Guess I won't need makeup anymore. I turned the sink of and wiped my face with a piece of paper towel then reached to grab the broom again. As I reached for the doornob I heard people talking. I turned the lock and the handle as slowly and quietly as possible and crept out of the room, surveying the area once more. The voices were coming from the front of the store where I left Daryl so I walked up to the swinging doors and slipped through them easily.
The voices were much louder once I was in the store front. It sounded like whoever it was, was arguing with Daryl. Looks like they won't win this one I thought. As I walked silently through the aisle, I saw Daryl and the other mans back. Daryl noticed me and gave a small motion for me to go hide. I got on the floor and crawled under the shelf, going into the next aisle and reaching the back corner of the store as quickly and quietly as I could.
It seemed like I was sitting in that corner for hours before Daryl came and found me. As he walked around the corner of the aisle, I jolted up, expecting whoever that man was to be there.
Laughing, Daryl said, "That was Merle. He ain't as nice as I am, so watch your back and be careful what you do 'round him. Got it?"
"What the hell is he going to do to.." But I was cut off.
"Just do what I say an' he won't do anything. If you don't I ain't helpin' you." He said menicingly while glaring at me with his blue eyes.
"Fine." I said as I stood up straighter to try to get eye to eye with Daryl. Why the fuck do I have to be so damn short, I thought. Daryl simply turned around, gesturing for me to follow as he went to the produce stand again. So much for trying to stand up to him.
