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Beth flipped the doors of her closet wide open. There weren't many choices; but she definitely felt that she needed to look the part at least a little bit. She scanned the shirts and after a few minutes of deliberation, she pulled out the only leather jacket she owned. It was a little stiff from the lack of use, but nonetheless, it'd be perfect.
She threw it onto her bed and then grabbed a freshly cleaned pair of blue jeans from the shelf. She quickly slipped her sweatpants off and shimmied the jeans up her legs. They were very forming, and she found herself jumping up and down a few times to secure the tight waist around her hips and button them. She slid her t-shirt off and grabbed a tight-fitting red tank top from her drawer, which she proceeded to slip on over her head. She then kneeled down and slipped a pair of black knee length leather riding boots out from under her bed. She usually used them when she was out tending the horses and stuff; but it was the only pair of shoes that would match her jacket, so she figured they'd do.
She grabbed the leather jacket and kneaded it out a few times on the bed, to try and loosen it up a bit. Once it was as flat as it was going to get, she slipped it on and stared at herself in the mirror for a few seconds, examining the outfit, and turning to get a view of her backside as well. She wasn't the type to brag; but she had to admit that she looked pretty good – not that she was trying to look good or anything.
Beth was startled and swung around quickly when Maggie walked into her bedroom. She froze for a few seconds, biting her lip as her sisters' eyes scanned her up and down, and small smile crept across her lips.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa… hot mama" Maggie joked, and Beth rolled her eyes and smiled, "where are you goin' lookin' like that?"
"Nowhere, jus' meetin' a friend" Beth lied, she wasn't sure she wanted to tell Maggie her whereabouts.
"Oh really?" Maggie smirked, "this friend wouldn't happen to be Daryl, would it?"
Beth's eyes widened, "How did you know that?" she asked, her face furrowing.
"Glen told me", she laughed and then waved her hands, as if Beth should have already known.
"Oh", Beth said a little confused, "I'm surprised Daryl even told him"
"Why?" Maggie plopped down onto Beth's bed, "it's not some kinda' secret date or somethin' is it?" Maggie laughed and Beth became defensive.
"No, it's not" she stated with a demanding tone, "it's not a date at all, we're jus' friends"
Maggie couldn't help but giggle at Beth's defensiveness, "Yeah, says the girl who's wearing clothes tight enough to constrict her airways"
"I'm jus' tryna' look the part", Beth self-consciously examined herself in the mirror again, "does it really look that bad?"
Maggie smiled, "No, you look great Beth… really you look hot"
Beth rolled her eyes and laughed at her sister, "Now I just need to figure out something to do with this hair", she pouted as she held her two braided pigtails up mockingly.
"Come here" Maggie said, and she leaned across the bed, pulling Beth to sit on the floor in front of her.
Maggie started unbraiding the pigtails, and gently tasseling them with her fingers, causing Beths' blonde hair to flow freely, with loose crimpy curls. She then pulled a bobby pin out of her own hair and twisted the front of Beth's bangs back, sliding the bobby pin in it to hold it in its place.
"There ya' go" she said, and Beth stood back up to look at herself in the mirror.
"Thanks" she said smiling, as she looked at herself.
"So, what made you ask Daryl to take you out on his bike?" Maggie asked.
"I don't know" Beth said in-between putting lip gloss on, "I never been on one before… it sounds like fun"
"Yeah, well be careful alright", Maggie said as she got up from the bed, "they can be dangerous if you don't know what your doin'"
"I know", Beth smiled at her sister, "I will"
Maggie gave her another smile before walking out the room, and Beth glanced down at her cellphone to check the time. It was 6:15 already, and she knew she needed to get ready to leave soon. She took one last look at herself in the mirror, and a smile appeared on her face. She couldn't explain the feeling, but something about tonight was extremely exciting for her. Maybe it was just the thought of doing something new; maybe it was the rush of doing something so daring. She didn't know exactly; but there was one thing she did know… she couldn't wait.
XXxxxx
Daryl pulled to a stop in the diner parking lot. It was only 6:45; but he decided to get there a little earlier and have a smoke in peace before the irritating and assumption-making blonde got there. He had no idea why he gave in so easily and agreed to do this; but he had a feeling that if he didn't, she would have just annoyed him till the worlds' end until he did, so he minds well get it over with. It was inevitable that he was going to run into her frequently, due to his job working with Glen, so why have to listen to her nag him for any longer than he had too?
He swung his leg over and stood up from the bike, reaching into the inside pocket of his jacket and pulling out a cigarette. He lit it and then leaned up against the wall, with one leg bent and also resting on the wall behind him. He let the sun beam onto his face, as he slowly inhaled and exhaled each drag of the cigarette. Due to the early season of summer, it was light out until at least eight o'clock but the sun started letting off a glazy mixture of purple and orange colors around seven, and the view was calming for Daryl.
As he finished up his cigarette, he heard the diner door open and he looked over out the corner of his eye to find Lori, the waitress he'd gotten to know, making her way down the steps for an anticipated smoke as well.
"Well, well" Lori said with a smile, "look who jus' can't get enough of this place". Daryl cracked a small smile and gave her a welcoming nod. "What'ya doin'?", she exhaled her first drag, "comin' in to get somethin' to eat?"
"Nah… jus' waitin' for someone. Should be here soon"
"Oh okay" she leaned up against the wall next to him, "so how's the job goin'?"
"It's good. A little slower than I'm used to, but I ain't complainin'"
"Yeah, it's a little slow movin' here, but you get used to it", she smiled, "nothin' like it"
"I think I like the slow pace… it's a nice change"
Lori nodded, and all of a sudden a young teenager with shaggy brown hair came walking into the lot and towards Lori and Daryl. Daryls' eyes narrowed as he watched the boy come towards them, he looked very familiar; but couldn't point out where he'd seen him before.
"Hey baby" Lori said as she extended an arm around the teenager and kissed him on the side of the head, "I thought you weren't comin'?"
"I wasn't gonna' at first, but Dad got home early and is doin' some school project with Judith, so he asked if I could come meet you to walk home with ya"
"Oh well thank you baby, I get off in about ten minutes. Jus' gotta' go in and clock out", she smiled and then looked over at Daryl who was standing there quietly, "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. Daryl this is my son, Carl. Carl this is Daryl"
"Hi" Carl nodded, and Daryl returned the gesture, now realizing where he knew the kid from. He was one of the teenagers hanging out drinking in the park a couple nights back, when he had to sleep in Maggie and Beth's barn.
"Alright, well I'll see ya around Daryl. I'm gonna' go clock out so I can call it a night" she said as she and Carl walked towards the steps.
"Goodnight" he said, laughing to himself. He was pretty sure Lori had no idea what kind of stuff his son was in to. Parents can be so blind.
The two disappeared into the diner and Daryl checked his watch for the time. It was already a few minutes past seven and Beth still wasn't anywhere in sight. He had to admit, he wouldn't be too mad if the girl never showed up and it would probably be better for him anyway. However, he decided he'd wait a few more minutes but if she didn't show by seven fifteen, he was taking off, for sure.
As he lit another cigarette and let his head fall back onto the wall again, there was nothing but sky in his view. He spent those couple of minutes wondering what Sophia was doing, and really thinking that he needed to get a cell phone once he received his first check, so he could at least call her.
Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted when the sound of the old pick up trucks' puttering motor made a turn into the lot. He could see Beth in the drivers' seat, and it actually looked kind of funny seeing the petite girl behind the wheel of such a masculine automobile.
She pulled into the space next to his bike, and shut the engine off. Daryl could see her loose waves resting on her shoulders as she unbuckled her seatbelt and attempted to jump out of the truck.
Once fully out of the truck, Daryl raised an eyebrow at Beth's outfit and he couldn't help but smirk. She was smoking hot, of course, with her jeans accentuating every curve of her lower body and the leather jacket, which gave her look more of a rebels' look. He was trying hard not to stare at her; but as she reached into the backseat to grab her satchel, he couldn't help himself from staring at her backside. He was a man, and that's what happens when a woman decides to flaunt her every asset with body hugging clothing.
Beth slammed the door shut and walked over to Daryl, who still had a sarcastic smirk on his face, "What?" she asked, rolling her eyes because she already knew he was going to make fun of her or something like that.
"Nice outfit" he said with a sarcastic chuckle, "and a leather jacket too huh? You must really want to fit the part girl"
"Oh shut up" she nudged him, "and keep your comments to yourself"
"Comin' from the girl who does exactly that?" he joked, "you should take your own advice darlin'"
"Are you always so sarcastic?" Beth shook her head and smirked, "a simple hello woulda' been jus' fine ya know"
"Hi", he joked, "are ya lookin' for Danny Zuko?"
Beth couldn't help but laugh as she nudged him again, "Shut up!"
Daryl was laughing pretty hard and after he was able to calm himself, he tried to give Beth a serious look, "Alright, alright", still laughing a little bit, "I'll stop… for now"
Beth laughed and shook her head, "You're such a jerk. Come' on, let's go"
Daryl finally stopped his humorous jabs and lead Beth over to the bike, "So, where are we goin'?"
"I don't know", she said as she maneuvered herself onto the bike behind him, "wherever"
Daryl nodded, and turned the motorcycle on, revving it to life. Beth was just sitting on the back seat, one leg on each side and her hands searching for something to hold on to, "Um, are there handles or something?"
Daryl laughed, "Wow, you really are clueless". He swung his hands behind him and grabbed Beth's, pulling them around each side of him, and closing them together on the front of his stomach.
Beths' face tensed for a second as pulling her hands around his waist caused her body to press up against Daryls' back. It wasn't anything crazy; however, she'd only ever been that close to one guy, Jimmy, so it was really weird, yet exciting at the same time.
However, those thoughts quickly faded when she realized that the only thing that would be securing her to the bike was her grip around Daryl. Was she really supposed to just hug him the entire time and pray she doesn't let go by mistake? She shuttered at the thought and an increasing wave of nervousness began to flow through her stomach.
"You ready?" Daryl asked as he flipped his sunglasses over his eyes, and kicked the stand up from the bike.
"Uh, wait…" Beth said nervously, "can you go easy on me? I'm gettin' a bit nervous now"
Daryl laughed, "you'll be fine… jus' don't let go of me, or you'll be dead", Beth bit her bottom lip and Daryl looked back over his shoulder, noticing the girl didn't find any humor in his joke, "I'm jus' jokin' darlin', you'll be fine, jus' hold on to me"
Beth nodded, and Daryl slowly made his way out the lot, pacing himself down the street, careful not to frighten the girl too much. He could feel her grip tightening around him as he increased his speed little by little.
Once Daryl finally caught up to his normal speed, he just drove the bike around for what felt like hours. Taking turns on unknown streets, going around abandoned bends, and at certain points getting on and off of some major highway. Beth hadn't said anything at all; however, her grip wasn't as intense anymore, so Daryl knew she was enjoying the ride. He couldn't lie, he was enjoying it also. There was nothing better than driving off on an unknown destination, with no planned route or direction. That was the reason he got a bike in the first place, because even though you could technically do the same thing in a car, it was nothing like the feeling he got with a bike. The wind blowing through him and the sunlight beaming, as he'd race down the open roads, it was like an addiction… a satisfying, adrenaline kicking addiction.
XXxxx
An hour of purposeless direction had come and gone so quickly, and as the sun was beginning to really set, he pulled onto the shoulder of an empty highway, with just a guardrail blocking it from a steep drop down into one of Georgias' biggest rivers below it.
"Why are you stoppin'?" Beth asked as Daryl slowed the bike.
"Gonna' stop for a little bit, I need ta' stretch my legs" Daryl said and the bike came to a complete stop and Beth hopped off to do the same, "and we gotta' figure out how to get back from, wherever the hell we are, before it gets to dark to see any road signs"
"I know where we are," Beth said as she smiled and walked over towards the guardrail, leaning against it, "this is the Suwannee River. My parents use to take Maggie and I here when we were little"
Daryl kicked the stand down to hold the bike in position and walked over by Beth, to get a better look at the River, "It's nice", he said as he took in the view below them.
"Yeah, it is", Beth leaned a bit more, "God, I haven't been here in years"
"Why'd your family stop comin'?" Daryl asked, genuinely curious.
"I don't know," her face saddened a little, but she controlled it quickly, "my mom died when I was thirteen… guess we just stopped after that"
"Sorry to hear it" Daryl muttered, looking at Beth from the corner of his eye.
"Don't be" she said softly, closing her eyes to take the breeze on her face, "it was a long time ago now"
Daryl just nodded, and watched the girl as her eyes remained shut and her blonde locks blew back a little, in the direction of the wind.
"What about you," she said, opening her eyes and looking over a Daryl, "where's your family?"
Daryl didn't answer right away. He was unsure of how to.
"Don't have any," he mumbled, "besides my daughter"
Beth smiled at him surprised, "your daughter?" Daryl nodded, "well, that's family… how old is she?"
"She's almost four", he said softly, and Beth could sense a bit of sadness in his tone.
"Has it been a long time since you seen her?"
"Yeah, kinda'" he cleared his throat, "but soon I'll see her, once I get settled here"
Beth smiled, maybe the guy wasn't as much of a jerk as she thought, "I'm sure when you do, she'll be very happy", Daryl nodded, and looked at Beth for a split second, turning away quickly. He wasn't used to talking about Sophia with anyone. "What's her name?" Beth asked.
"Sophia"
"That's pretty" Beth smiled, and once again, Daryl just gave a quick nod. "So, what about your parents? Somethin' happen to them?"
Daryls' face tightened, "why you so nosey?"
Beths' face furrowed in confusion, "I was jus' askin'"
"Well, don't" Daryl spat, and it got silent for a few minutes.
Beth always had a knack for analyzing things, and she could tell from his defensive response that something definitely must have happened to his parents, something that he didn't like to talk about.
"You know, when my mom died, I'm pretty sure she took a piece of me with her" Beth said softly, and Daryl wondered why the girl was continuing on with the same conversation. "I wouldn't leave my room for months. People kept tryin' to cheer me up, bring me things, get me to go outside to get my mind off of it… but I was lost. I didn't want to talk to anyone, not even Maggie, not even my Dad. It was strange because even though I didn't want to talk about how I was feelin' with anyone, there was a part of me, deep down, that really needed to. I would sit in my bed every day and stare at the same four walls, replaying her memories over and over again. Tryin' to think of ways I could have done something, anything, to keep her breathin' longer. I did that to myself for so long, jus' wallowing in my own sadness… it drove me crazy"
Daryl looked over at Beth, "How'd you get over it?"
"I didn't, well, not right away at least", she began rolling the sleeves of her leather jacket up, revealing two perfectly straight scars across the center of her wrists. Daryl's face creased in confusion, and Beth continued, "I kept everything locked in for so long that it drove me over the edge. I decided I didn't wanna' live anymore, I wanted to die, to be with my Momma' again; so I went into the bathroom and I slit my wrists wide open… it's funny because as soon as I did it, I regretted it instantly. Suddenly I was petrified, I had no idea what I had jus' done. Meanwhile, I started screaming for Maggie and my Dad. Thankfully, my father is a Vet, so he knew how to at least put a few stitches in a human, at least long enough to get them to the nearest ER."
"So what happened? You jus' decided that you wanted to live at that point?" Daryl asked softly.
"Well, thankfully, I didn't cut into my wrists deep enough, so the doctors were able to stop the bleeding and stitch it completely. But yeah, pretty much. As soon as I did it and I knew that I could possibly die, I knew that wasn't what I wanted. All I really wanted was to get my anger, pain, and frustration out. I wanted to scream and yell, or jus' talk to someone, anyone, about what it was that I was feeling. I jus' didn't realize it until it was too late."
"Well, I ain't gonna kill myself because I'm not talkin' to you about my family, if that's what you think", Daryl said with a sarcastic smirk.
Beth laughed and nudged his shoulder with her hand playfully, "I'm not sayin' that, I'm jus' sayin' that sometimes it's good to let it out"
Daryl let a smile crept on to his face, as he stared back at Beth. He still thought she was annoying and extremely inquisitive; however, she wasn't too bad a person. He respected her for telling him such a personal story, and he gave her credit to be able to look back and smile about it.
"My mother died too", Daryl spoke in a soft tone, and looked at Beth through the corner of his eyes, "I was seven"
"I'm sorry," she whispered, glad that he decided to tell her something, anything, "do you mind me askin' how?"
Daryl hesitated; but eventually nodded towards Beth's scars on her wrist, "Similar to your experience"
Beth rubbed her finger across one of the scars and looked up at Daryl, "She killed herself?"
Daryl gave a quick nod, biting the inside of his lip, "Not like that though", he positioned himself to a sitting position on top of the guard rail and Beth did the same, still waiting for his response, "she overdosed on painkillers, guess she felt like she couldn't go on anymore, I don't know"
Beth's face saddened, she could tell that the conversation hurt Daryl to talk about it, "Do you know why?"
Daryl nodded as the flashbacks of his childhood flood through his mind, and he took a deep breath as the horrible memories replayed, "No, I don't know" he lied, "but I don't really wanna' talk about it anymore"
Beth could see his jaw tensing up, and even though she wanted to know more about Daryl, she decided to let it go. It was obviously hard for him to talk about.
"Thank you for takin' me out on the bike," she gave pearly white smile in efforts to sway the conversation to something less depressing, "really, I appreciate it. I've always wanted to ride one, so I'm glad I got the chance"
"What's that all about anyway?" Daryl said curiously, "the other night at the lake, you were talkin' about wantin' excitement and all kinds of stuff"
"I don't know. I guess I was upset about Jimmy, and it jus' got me thinkin' about things"
"That guy, Jimmy… he's your boyfriend or somethin'?"
"Honestly? I don't even know anymore" Beth chuckled to herself, the amusement of the whole situation made no sense to her, "he's the only guy I've ever dated really. We started dating when we were jus' kids, like fourteen years old… he's the only guy I've ever gotten comfortable around; but, honestly, I'm not even so sure I like him anymore. It sounds silly, but I think he's one of the reasons I seek excitement, because I'm so used to the same crap all the time. We fight, he apologizes, we hang out, he stands me up, and it's always the same routine. Sometimes I think I jus' continue to talk to him because he's what I'm used to… so to answer your question, than no he's not my boyfriend; but rather, the only thing I've really known"
"Wait," Daryl creased his eyes in confusion, "so you're tellin' me, you never dated any other guys besides this guy Jimmy?", Beth nodded and Daryl laughed, "and no one ever tried to take you out besides him?"
"A couple guys; but remember, it's a small town, and not only that but my Dad is a little strict when it comes to Maggie and I. He'd have to give his approval, which is kind of hard to get, so I guess I never tried"
"So I'm guessin' your Dad likes this guy then?"
Beth shrugged, "Not so much anymore. Not since he left for college and came back. Ever since then he seems to be into the wild and partyin' life. My Dad has heard things about him floating around town, and how he's been seen with other girls, from out of town"
Daryl narrowed his eyes, "So if he's with other girls, than why are you even… whatever it is you are, with him?"
"Well, we aren't together, and to be honest, I'm not really sure I care at all even. Really, I wasn't mad at him the other night when he canceled on me, actually I was kind of glad. I was madder at myself, for feelin' so trapped. For not leavin' this town and experiencin' somethin' more"
"So why haven't you?"
"I don't know. Guess I jus' did as my Dad expected me to, and I stayed local in college. I don't want to upset him, he's been through enough"
"Yeah, but you also gotta' live for you too Beth, not jus' your Dad" Daryl said in a soft tone.
"How come it was so easy for you?" Beth asked sincerely, "to jus' pick up and leave from where you were?"
Daryl shook his head in disagreement, "It wasn't, but like I said, I don't wanna' talk about it"
It became silent for a few minutes, the sun now practically gone. Beth looked over at Daryl as he gazed ahead saying nothing, she was very interested in this man who just suddenly showed up in town, with an obvious, yet much unexplained past. He had a hard exterior and at first glance a person would think he was a no good person with criminal intent; however, Beth didn't think he was like that at all. Something about him was unlike anyone she'd ever met. Maybe it was because she'd been trapped in the same town her whole life, and was surrounded by the same people with good morals and a very religious backgrounds, or maybe it was just that she wanted to know someone who didn't live inside that same bubble, and find out what it was like. Either way, she wanted to know more.
"So, is my outfit really that bad?" Beth asked jokingly, trying to lighten the mood a little.
Daryl gave her a sideway stare as a smirk appeared across his lips, "Nah, I was jus' messin' with ya", his eyes scanned her up and down, "ya' look good… rebellious", he chuckled.
"Thanks", Beth chuckled a little, "I think I actually like this jacket, haven't worn it in years… these jeans though… feel like they're cutting my circulation off" she joked and a laugh escaped her mouth.
"Well, they definitely look like they fit well", Daryl said jokingly, again scanning her lower body with his eyes, "I have to say Beth, I'm really surprised that you said no other guys have ever really tried to get with ya"
Beth smiled and found herself blushing a little from his comment, "Why? Do you think I'm attractive Mr. Mysterious?"
She was expecting him to joke back, but instead his face hardened and he turned his head away, "We should get back, it's getting late"
Beth was confused; she was only joking and really didn't mean to make him upset or anything. He was finally starting to open up to her, and of course she had to ruin it.
Daryl slid off the guardrail and started the bike back up. Beth sat there a few more minutes in silence, mentally scolding herself for spoiling the good time they were having.
"Beth, c'mon" Daryl said in a stern voice.
She slid off the rail and walked towards him, "I was only jokin', you know that right?"
He nodded, avoiding eye contact with her; but she knew she had obviously aggravated him. Without saying anything else, she got on the back of his bike and again, wrapped her arms around Daryl to hold on, as he began driving off, to head back to town.
Beth wasn't sure why, but the past hour and a half had been one of the best she'd had in a long time, even if it didn't end on such a great note. She had to admit that there was something about Daryl that she really enjoyed, even if she didn't quite know him that well yet. Of course he was attractive, and she couldn't lie and say that the way his arms tightened just right as he gripped the handlebars of the motorcycle wasn't an extreme turn on for her; but, deeper than his physical appearance, there was something about his personality that intrigued her. However, she wasn't sure if he'd ever want to hang out with her again anyway. She figured she was probably too boring for his liking, and he would probably go back to barely saying a word to her anyway once the night was over.
Nonetheless, she took in every last minute, enjoying the darkened, yet beautiful views along the way as they soared down the empty roads and highways back to Senoia.
XXXxxxxx
When they finally reached the diner parking lot, Daryl pulled the bike into the parking spot next to Beths' truck. Beth jumped off the back, but Daryl remained seated, reaching into his inside pocket to grab a cigarette.
"Thanks for tonight" Beth said a little awkwardly as she watched him light the cigarette and take in a long drag, "I really had a good time"
"You make it sound like it was a date or somethin'" Daryl said unevenly as the cigarette rested gently in between his lips.
"No I didn't mean it like that" Beth insisted, she bit her lip out of nervousness, afraid of upsetting him again, "I jus' meant in general… I had a good time"
Daryl eyeballed the blonde, "I did too" he muttered, as if he was hesitant to say so.
Beth smiled and rubbed her arm as she tried to think of something to say in response, "Can I have one?" she asked and Daryl raised an eyebrow.
"You smoke?" he said surprised.
"Sometimes" she laughed, "I don't do it all the time though… Maggie hates it"
Daryl chucked then took the cigarette out of his mouth and passed her the remaining half, "Here", he said, and Beth took it from him.
Daryl watched as she took a drag from it, and blew the smoke out of her mouth, "Thanks" she said, before taking another drag.
Daryl continued observing her, something about the girl was surely appealing and a couple years prior he would have definitely tried to talk her up; but, he wouldn't allow himself to do so. He needed to focus, and stay focused if he wanted to get things sorted in his life. This girl wouldn't be anything but a distraction if he let her get to him.
"I'm gonna take off Beth, I'll see ya around" Daryl said as he revved the engine of the bike.
"Okay" she said with a smile and threw the finished cigarette to the ground, "See ya around Daryl"
She made her way into her truck and once she turned it on and began backing up towards the exit of the parking lot, Daryl did the same.
Beth disappeared down the dark road, and Daryl made his way towards the park, his usual sleeping spot. The entire ride there he couldn't get Beth out of his head. He wasn't sure if he was annoyed with himself for telling her too much about him, or if he actually enjoyed talking to the girl. Either way, he knew he needed to stop thinking about it, and refocus his mind on what was important. So with that, he tried the best he could to purge his thoughts; however, there was no doubt… the girl definitely left a dent in his mind.
Hey everyone! So... Many Many MANY thanks to all of you who have been reviewing/ following... I am so happy you all are enjoying this and I can't believe there has been so many great responses so far! Obviously this was a bit of a turning point for Beth and Daryl, and now there is some attraction brewing ;) How do you guys think this is all going to play out? Do you think Daryl is going to get on his feet soon? Do you think he is going to get some help from others and let them know his situation? Do you suspect once he does get settled, will he have any unwanted visitors suddenly show up? I lovee reading your predictions, so keep them coming! I can't even begin to tell you how addicted I am with writing this story (LOL), I am constantly thinking about it and jotting down different events I want to have happen, it's pretty funny; but as long as people are enjoying it as much as I am writing it, than I don't feel so weird! Haha.
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