Okay, this chapter may not be as long as the others, but chapter six will definitely make up for it. x
Daryl shook his head and walked past me, towards Merle. "Jesus Christ. It's like fucking whip lash being with these two." I said as I followed after them. I took in the scene in front of me. There were people! There were fires, tents, cars, food, water and more. As I walked over to Merle and Daryl I was watched by a woman who was very thin with long, brown hair. She had a young boy in her lap, who was watching the three of us with extreme curiosity as we walked to the motor home.
I trailed behind Merle and Daryl, giving myself distance from the people who now surrounded us. We came to a sudden stop, caused by a man with short, curly brown hair.
"Who are you and what do you want?" The man said, watching us carefully.
"Look, my names Merle, this heres Daryl and Sam. We ain't lookin' for trouble, we just wanna know if we could spend the night here. For safety." Merle said calmly.
"I don't know if thats such a good idea. We don't know anything about you. For all we know you could take everything we have and disappear." The man said, looking at me between Merle and Daryl's shoulders.
"You must be Sam." The man said, letting a grin spread across his face.
"Who are you? What is this?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at the man.
"Well I'm Shane and this is our group. We all stuck together when we realized Atlanta was overun. This is Lori." He said as she approached us.
"So whats going on here? Are they staying or leaving?" Lori asked Shane, ignoring our presense.
"I'd like to know too." I said, taking a step forward. Merle's patience began to run out as Shane and Lori discussed the issue.
"Its ain't that fuckin' hard to decide. Bunch o' stuck up b-" He was cut off by Shane saying, "Alright, you guys can stay, but you'll be helping out with the group. For now, you get the tent closest to the edge of the camp. Keep quiet and keep the fire low." He said, walking with Lori back to their tent.
"Finally." I said, walking towards the tent. I waited at the entrance for them when I saw Merle's creepy grin.
"Wonderful" I mumbled. "So whose sleeping where?" I asked.
"Your sleepin' with me tonight." Merle said as he walked into the tent, a giant grin on his face.
"Like hell I am. I'd rather sleep with a walker." I said as i stepped into the tent. Daryl walked in behind me and zipped the door closed. He walked over and sat on the larger sleeping bag, opposite to Merle.
"Daryl, push over. I'm not sharing a sleeping bag with Merle." I said, shooting a glare behind me. Daryl grunted, but moved over, leaving me just enough room to fit.
"Fuckin' bitch." Merle mumbled as undressed and crawled into his sleeping bag. I rolled my eyes and got into the bag, turning to Daryl had privacy. Moments later he crawled beside me and we all fell asleep.
