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Daryl walked into the living area of his apartment bearing a pair of grungy black jeans and no shirt, while tasseling a white towel through his wet hair. He just stood there, looking around, still completely stunned that he actually had somewhere to call home for now, and not to mention the fact that he'd finally been able to take a long hot shower in a bathroom that wasn't just rented out for the night. It was relaxing and completely satisfying to know that he didn't have to sleep on a hard wooden bench anymore, or worry that someone would rob him in the middle of the night.

He collapsed onto the blue couch and laid his head back for a few minutes, just thinking about everything that happened throughout the day. He made a decent paycheck, he was able to get a cell phone, he was offered a place to live, and he had a nice lengthy conversation with his daughter earlier. Things couldn't get any better, he felt like life was starting to look up for him, finally.

His eyes were closing as he thought about everything, when suddenly his cellphone began ringing on the arm of the couch. He looked over to find Beth's name across the screen. He wasn't going to answer it at first, but for some strange reason he did anyway.

"Hi Beth" Daryl said, his tone nowhere near excited.

"Where are you?" she asked.

"Why?" Daryl responded.

"C'mon Daryl, I told ya I was gonna' call you if you didn't show up" she said with a laugh.

"Why is it so important for me to come there?" he asked while rolling his eyes.

"It's not that it's important Daryl", Beth's voiced softened a little; "God is it so hard for you to jus' hang out with someone who considers you a friend?"

Daryl let his guard drop a little; it wasn't that he didn't want to hang out with the girl or her sister and Glen; but more along the lines that he just wasn't used to having friends. Normal friends that is, people who aren't drug users or dealers and were legit just genuine normal people.

"Fine" Daryl said, "I'll come"

"Really?" Beth said, kind of surprised, "well that was easy"

"Yeah, don't get used to it" Daryl joked.

"Whatever Daryl" Beth laughed, "I'll see you when you get here then"

"Bye Beth" he said before hanging up the phone.

He sat on the couch a few more minutes, wondering what he was about to get himself into. How bad could it be? If he really felt uncomfortable, then he'd just leave; but he knew at some point he was going to have to start living… or at least try to. He came to this town to start over, and if he just kept himself locked up in the same room all day everyday, then he would just be recreating his old life all over again, with the exception of his father.

So with that thought, Daryl extended his arm over towards his green duffle bag and pulled out the only clean t-shirt he had left, and slipped it over his head.

He stood up and dried his hair one more time with the towel, leaving it to shag messily, grabbed his keys and cellphone and headed out the door.

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Daryl slowed as he approached the familiar gates surrounding the wide open farm house and the memorable red barn. He hesitated at first to enter, still second guessing even coming in the first place; but once again, he brushed aside the thoughts and told himself to just get it over with.

He was sure to text Beth before he left, asking for the address, just to cover himself, even though he was fully aware of where she lived. Obviously he couldn't tell her that, hence the reason he asked her.

As he entered the gate and drove his bike down the long dirt driveway, he observed the land. He was able to actually see how much space there actually was around the house this time, especially since his view wasn't constricted by a small barn window. The place was actually pretty nice, and the quietness was really calming.

He brought the bike to a stop on the side of the walkway and decided to light a cigarette before ringing the bell. He did just that, and then slowly began walking towards the rather large front porch. As he approached, he came to a halt when he overheard someone, a guy, on the porch talking on his phone.

"Yeah, this shit is lame, tryna' get out of here. What are you doin'?" the unknown guy said and Daryl unintentionally overheard.

"How 'bout you come pick me up and me and you go do somethin' fun?" the guy said seductively, and Daryl felt himself hold back a chuckle.

"You know what kinda' fun I'm talkin' bout" he said, but stopped himself when the front door opened and Beth walked outside onto the porch.

"Jimmy, what are you doin'?" she asked, and he quickly hung the phone up.

"Nothin', jus' needed some air" he answered, and Daryl's eyes creased when he realized the guy was Beth's on again/off again boyfriend or whatever. He was obviously lying to Beth, and even though it wasn't any of his business, he felt himself become a little annoyed by the guys' lack of honesty. He never really understood that… if you didn't want to be with a girl, than be straight-forward, tell her how it is. Don't just drag the girl along and play her every chance you get.

Daryl walked over towards the porch, revealing himself and Beth looked up, cutting her conversation short with Jimmy.

"Daryl, Hey" she said smiling, and Jimmy gave a macho/ confused stare.

"What's up?" Daryl said while nodding, and walking up the stairs.

"I'm glad you came" she said, fully welcoming him and Jimmy narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, Daryl, this is Jimmy… Jimmy, this is Daryl" she said politely, and Daryl nodded towards him. Jimmy didn't react, but instead grilled him with his eyes. Daryl noticed right away that the guy was obviously a jerk, but he didn't feed into it.

"Glen's inside?" he asked Beth and she nodded smiling, gesturing towards the door.

Daryl gave a quick nod and entered the house, leaving Beth outside on the porch with Jimmy. They clearly needed to talk and he wasn't sure he should be involved.

When he walked inside, he could hear people laughing and just followed the sounds till he reached a big dining room, with six or seven people lined up playing beer pong. Maggie and Glen were both playing, and Daryl couldn't help but notice how many liquor bottles and beer cans there were everywhere. People were obviously trying to get shit-faced, that was evident.

"Daryl!" Glen shouted and waved his hands up in the air, and Maggie followed with a big drunk smile. They were both wasted and it was clear by Glen's stumbling that he already had far too many.

"What's up dude?" he slurred as he slapped his hand on Daryl's arm. Initially Daryl raised an eyebrow at him; but after seeing just how far gone the kid was, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Glad you came Daryl" Maggie said, her tone a little less sloppy then Glens, "have a drink, we have plenty"

Daryl looked nodded and Glen handed him a beer, spilling a little over the edge and onto the floor.

"Sorry" he laughed with an inebriated snort.

"Don't mind him" Maggie said to Daryl while laughing, "He's a lightweight"

"I see" Daryl said with a grin, he actually found it quite funny.

"C'mon, come meet everyone" Maggie said as she grabbed Daryl over to introduce him to her friends, most of who were in the same state as Glen.

"This is Andrea" she pointed to a blonde who was taking a turn at the game of beer pong, "this is Sasha", a petite dark skinned girl waved from her seat at the table, "this is Bob, Sasha's boyfriend" a dark skinned man waved from the table as well, "this is Amy, Andrea's sister" she pointed to another blonde who was cheering her sister on, "and this is Tyreese, Sasha's brother", the tall dark man nodded as he poured himself another shot of tequila.

Daryl leaned up against the wall and twisted open the bottle of Budweiser in his hands, slowly taking a swig while observing the group of people.

Suddenly a loud bang was heard from the crashing of the front door, and Jimmy came storming through the dining room, grabbing his jacket off one of the chairs and quickly retreating back out of the room, following with another slam of the front door.

Maggie looked up and rolled her eyes, barely even acknowledging the guy, as if it was nothing new.

"Somebody's mad" Glen said jokingly.

"What else is new? That asshole is always mad about somethin'" Maggie retorted, obvious that she didn't like the guy.

Daryl looked over his shoulder towards the empty hallway, wondering if Beth was out there arguing with him; but again, he didn't want to get in their business; he sure as hell didn't like when people got in his.

All of a sudden Beth finally came into the dining room and without saying a word she walked straight over to the jar of moonshine and drank it straight from the bottle, not even bothering to look for a glass. She didn't look mad per say, but it was pretty obvious that she just wanted to forget whatever happened out on the porch with Jimmy.

Daryl just watched the girl, as she quickly downed the entire jar in about three swigs. She wasn't playing any games; she definitely wanted to get bombed. She then grabbed a bottle of Budweiser and started walking towards Daryl, her eyes focused on him.

She approached him and leaned up onto her tippy toes, whispering in Daryl's ear, "Got a smoke?"

She leaned back down and looked up at him without any facial expression, waiting for his reply. He just looked at her for a few seconds and then gave a sharp nod. She then walked past him and towards the front door, nodding her head for him to follow.

He followed the girl out the house, thinking she would sit on the porch and smoke the cigarette she apparently wanted; but his face furrowed in confusion when the girl walked past the porch, down the steps and off onto the grass.

"Uh Beth, where are you goin'?" Daryl said from the porch with his hands extended in question.

"Maggie doesn't like me smokin', remember?" she shouted over her shoulder as she continued walking across the grass and towards the red barn.

Daryl dropped his hands down and shook his head, before jogging down the steps to follow the blonde.

Daryl finally caught up to her as she approached the barn doors and unlocked the hinges. She walked inside and Daryl followed hesitantly. It felt really strange entering the barn he slept in illegally just a short week ago.

They walked into the barn and Daryl scanned the familiar surroundings. Everything looked exactly the same, minus the horse. It must have been out in the fences or something, he figured.

Daryl reached into his jean pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes, extending them out to Beth so she could grab one. Once she did, he grabbed one for himself and placed it in between his lips, lighting it with his other hand. Beth took the lighter and lit hers as well, before returning the lighter back to him.

It was silent for a few minutes, and Daryl observed the blonde through the corner of his eyes, as she soothingly took in the drags of her cigarette. He found himself studying the girls' small figure. It was hard not to; she had on body-hugging denim jeans, and a shortened gray shirt, completely revealing her well-sculpted abdomen, and the sleeve rested slightly under her shoulder, exposing her left shoulder blade as well. She was definitely a sexy girl; there was no way he could deny it.

"Thanks for the smoke" Beth said as she released a drag, "I needed it, bad"

"Everything okay?" Daryl asked.

"Mhm" she said, "I'm jus' fine"

Daryl could sense a bit of anger in her voice, but he wasn't sure if it was that or the alcohol.

"Ya don' seem fine", he suggested; taking the last drag of his cigarette.

Beth dropped the end of her cigarette and crushed it with her boot, stumbling forward and almost crashing to the ground. Daryl extended his arm out and grabbed a hold of her so she wouldn't fall, but quickly released his grasp once she steadied herself again.

"Well I am" Beth turned to face Daryl, standing directly in front of him. Her eyes were a bit hazy and he could definitely tell that the whole jar of moonshine she'd just downed in the kitchen was kicking in. Daryl threw his cigarette down to the ground and crushed it with his foot as well, still looking at Beth as she inched closer in front of him.

Daryl found himself backing up, eventually coming to a halt as his back leaned up against the barn wall.

"I knew you'd come" Beth said with a drunk smile, inches away from him.

Daryl couldn't help but laugh, drunken Beth was actually kind of funny. He raised his eyebrow and a small chortle left his mouth, "Don't be so confident" he joked and Beth smiled, biting her lip.

She didn't say anything though, just inched even closer with her blue eyes dead set on his. Daryl rested one foot up against the wall and just stared down at the drunk blonde as she came dangerously close to him.

"Beth what are you doing?" Daryl said, his eyes still locked on hers.

Beth bit her lip again, and whispered "Kiss me" very seductively.

Daryl continued looking at her, and swallowed hard as the girls wide eyes focused hard on his face.

"You're drunk" he said, Beth's body now touching his slightly.

"So what" she breathed, tracing the outline of his lips with her eyes, "I know what I'm doing"

Daryl watched her as the tip of her tongue gently glided across her bottom lip; but before he could even think of anything to say, Beth's body rose up on her tippy toes and her lips crashed against his.

Daryl took a surprised breath through his nose, before his right hand irrepressibly grabbed a hold of Beth's hip bone, his fingers pressing firmly into the crease of her well-curved side. He thought about resisting the girl for a split second, but once her body leaned against his on the wall, it made it nearly impossible for him to do so.

Beth raised her hands up and pressed them against the contours of Daryl's jaw as she slowly continued kissing him; the tip of her tongue gradually making contact with his. His jawline was tense and in efforts to calm him, she gently slid the tips of her fingers across it, repeating the movement back and forth as Daryl's breathing grew fainter.

The slow and chilling movement triggered chills down Daryl's spine, and his grip grew firmer on Beth's waist, as his lips fought for dominance against hers. Beth let out a shaky groan when Daryl's teeth bit down hard against her bottom lip, causing her hands to graze the lines of his neck, eventually traveling up towards the nape of his neck and lightly griping a handful of his hair inside her hand.

Her soft yet forceful contact caused the Daryl's body temperature to rise, and he unexpectedly gripped a hold of Beth's thighs, right below the curves of her ass, and lifted her up against him, and swinging her around causing her to crash against the barn wall. She leaned her back against it and her legs wrapped securely around Daryl's waist while their kiss intensified.

Daryl's hands trailed the entire curve of her ass, eventually skimming up her spine and persisting underneath her loose shirt. Beth shuttered at his touch and as their lips varied in pressure, Beth grabbed a hold of his forearms, gently drawing them forwards and guiding them underneath the front of her shirt and towards her breast.

Daryl could feel himself swelling as his fingertips slid under the bottom of her bra, and grazed along her hardened nipples. He harshly bit down on her lip as an oppressive growl left his mouth.

Suddenly Daryl's hand dropped, and he constrained himself, gently loosening Beth's legs from his waist and pushing them down and back on to the floor. He parted from her lips, raising his hand to his forehead and letting out a resilient breath.

Beth's face furrowed in confusion as she watched Daryl slowly back away from her, her lips still pulsating and her body still trembling.

"What? What happened?" she said, her voice very weak.

Daryl shook his head, completely avoiding eye contact with her, as he adjusted his jeans, trying to conceal and excited area of his body, "Beth you're wasted, I can't do this"

Beth dropped her head back against the barn wall, "I don't fucking get it" she groaned, her words slurring a bit.

Daryl glared at her through the upper corners of his eyes, "You're jus' drunk and pissed off about that Jimmy guy, you wouldn't be doin' this if you were sober"

Beth tilted her head back down and her eyes narrowed, "Don't tell me what I would be doin'... you don't know anything"

"Fine" Daryl said with a hardened tone, "maybe I don't, but I'm not gonna' let you do somethin' you might regret once the gallon of fuckin' moonshine wears off"

"How do you know I would regret it?" she shouted with a slurred, yet heated tone, "I'm so tired of everyone thinkin' they know what I'm feelin' or assumin' they know what I want!"

Daryl didn't respond, there was no use. Obviously Beth wasn't going to let it go; the alcohol wouldn't let her, and he learned from his experiences that arguing with someone highly intoxicated was pointless, they only hear what they want to hear.

"I don't get it," her voice softened, and her eyes focused on him, "am I not attractive, am I not sexy enough?"

Daryl looked at the inebriated blonde with a baffled expression; of course she was fucking attractive, in fact he thought she was extremely sexy, but it was apparent that she was dealing with some kind of emotional tug-of-war after her argument with Jimmy, and that was the only reason she was doing this; to prove a point to herself. Daryl didn't have it in him to take advantage of the girl, maybe he would have when he was younger; but not anymore. He knew what it was like to feel used.

"What makes you think you aren't attractive Beth?" Daryl asked, "That asshole, Jimmy?" Beth bit her lip and Daryl could tell by the increase in her blinking, that she was trying to hold back tears. He shook his head and a small chuckle left his mouth, "for such a smart-ass, ya' sure let pricks like him get inside your head". Beth stared at Daryl, she didn't say a word; she just listened as he continued speaking, "for the record, you're a fuckin' knockout alright?" he said, as he paced in front of her, "But right now, you're extremely drunk and pissed off, and whether or not you agree, I don't want you to do somethin' you're gonna regret later alright?"

Beth let out a small chuckle and muttered, "So you do think I'm attractive?"

Daryl shook his head at the blonde and held back a laugh, "Boy did this night turn out unexpected"

A small laugh left Beth's mouth, and she smiled at Daryl, "You're a good person, you know that?", she said softly and Daryl glared at her through the corner of his eyes as he reached into his pocket to pull out another cigarette.

"Yeah, you're lucky," he joked as he placed the cigarette in between his lips, "how are ya' feelin' anyway?"

"Like shit," Beth chortled and she placed her hand on top of her head, "my heads pounding"

"Chuggin' a whole jar of moonshine'll do that to ya" Daryl said as he took a drag of his cigarette, "c'mon, you should go lay down before it gets worse. I gotta head back anyway" he said, while tilting his head and motioning towards the door of the barn.

Beth agreed without saying anything, she knew he was right, and besides, crashing against her pillow seemed like a pretty appealing thing at that moment. Her head was seriously throbbing, and getting worse by the minute.

The two of them made their way back towards the house, completely silent the whole way. Daryl occasionally reaching his arm out to steady Beth as she sporadically stumbled a few times over her own feet.

As the approached the porch steps, Daryl helped her up them and towards her door, holding it open for her. She walked inside, and the hallway light revealed her tasseled hair, probably caused by the heated moment in the barn. Daryl laughed indiscreetly at it; the poor girl looked like a mess.

Beth walked in the house and Daryl was about to close the door behind her, when she placed her hand on it to stop him, "Hey", she said in a soft tone, "thanks"

Daryl gave a small nod, biting the side of his cheek as he took another look at the blondes blue eyes.

"I'll see you around?" she asked with a soft smile.

"Mhmm" he responded, "goodnight Beth", and he turned away, leaving Beth to close the door on her own.

She smiled as she watched him make his way down the stairs and towards his bike. She kind of knew that she would probably regret her actions by the next day, but something inside of her was telling her that he wouldn't hold it against her. She really did think he was a genuine person, and his resisting her in the barn, proved that he wasn't just a jerk ready to get some action whenever it was readily available.

She closed the door, leaning up against it for a few minutes, replaying all that happened in her mind. She couldn't help but trace her fingers across her swollen lips as the memory of Daryl's kiss ran through her thoughts. She smiled at the vision; but was slowly brought back to reality once the increasing throbbing of her head returned. She really needed to lie down, that was for sure. And with that, she carefully made her way towards the stairs and up to her bedroom, completely ignoring the drunken laughing still echoing from the dining room.

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