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Chapter 12.
January 21st
Daryl's POV
After Daryl drop carol home, telling her that her car would be ready in a couple of days. he headed back home. Thankful that Merle and Max wasn't back yet. Daryl decided to go off into the woods for a bit since it wasn't too late.
Grabbing his bow, Daryl walked around to the back of his house into the woods. He knew that the house wasn't much and it needed a lot doing to it, but it was close to the woods which Daryl loved. The woods were the place he truly felt at ease with himself and somewhere he felt he belonged.
Daryl took in all the sense's as he walked through the woods without making a sound, as he learnt over the years how to move without making any noise. So when he was hunting he didn't scare away the game. But today he wasn't hunting, he was making his way to spot he found years ago by a small stream. It was the only place he could get away from everything without anyone bothering him.
Taking a seat on a log and placing his crossbow nest to him. He needed time to process everything, carol was slowly working her way past his defenses and he didn't know how to stop her. Daryl wasn't sure he really wanted to. She wasn't like any women he had ever been around. she was soft spoken and sweet, but had a underlying fire that he could see
Daryl let himself really appreciate what carol was for the first time, he didn't have to keep himself guarded here. Her hair was a rich shade of auburn, her skin was porcelain- like, her eyes framed by long lashes, where a bright blue, they resembled the ocean, mysterious and interguring. She had a straight nose with a smothering of freckles across it. he loved it that when she smiled her nose turned up just enough to make it cuter. Her lips looked smooth and he found himself wanting to capture them every time he looked at her especially when he'd catch her biting her lip, he wanted to do that for her. She had the kind of smile that could brighter the world or at least his. he loved how good she felt in his arms, it was like she belonged here. He knew she deserved the world, not same scarred up man, who couldn't ever handled the simplest of relationship half the time. Moving to stand back up, he knew he needed to head back before he lost the light.
When Daryl finally made it back it was almost night. he was tried and starving. Walking through his back door he smelt his cologne fist. Shaking his head and pulling the crossbow from his shoulder.
"where you at old man?" Daryl called through the house.
"you can't disappear like that boy!" max boomed stepping into the kitchen. He looked tried and worn.
"don't reckon I much disappeared, I took carol home, I told you that." Daryl groaned looking into his fridge, one of them need to go to the store. Fuck.
"that was hours ago, boy me and Merle were worried." Max growled.
Daryl turned to look at the man in question, lighting a cigarette. He took in a lungful. He knew max was just growling cause he was worried, him and Merle always was. He didn't let it get to him. He took a moment to study man he didn't look his age. He was grateful for him. But he wished he and Merle wouldn't worry so much about him, but it did get why they did.
"yeah I get it, I went for a walk in the woods when I got back." Daryl said, Talking through a cloud of smoke.
"OK, Merle has gone out for the night, and I'm heading out myself, see you in the morning."
"sure, I'm heading to bed now anyway." Daryl said finishing his cigarette and heading for the stairs.
"hey max, what ya think about these murders?" Daryl called
"I think it's going to get worse, before it stops."
"yeah that's what I thought, night."
"night Daryl." Max waved and headed out.
Daryl made his way up the stairs to his room, tugging of his boots and collapsing onto his bed as soon as step into his room. Daryl fall asleep before his head hit his pillow.