Follow the Rules

Chapter 13

I was crying when Daryl dropped into the cellar
"Aim I'm sorry." he said
"Ai-""bipolar depression. I have bipolar depression" I said while crying
"Oh Aim" he said and picked me up and held me
"If I would've know I-""my dad used to beat me. Call me a whore. Hurt me. Im depressed that's why I got scars. I'm anorexic that's why I'm so skinny. I'm OCD that's why I clean so well.I have A-" just before my last illness Daryl kissed me.
It wasn't your average spin the bottle not important . It was special. Passionate. Like he meant something
Rule 2-
Screw rules
I thought as I kissed back.
When we broke apart he put his forehead to mine
"You don't have to say anymore. You won't have to worry about them anymore. I'll help you get better " he said
"I don't need pity" I said still shaken up. Before anything else was said,he kissed me again.
"Is that pity?" He asked
I shook my head
"Then don't tell me I'm pitying you" he said
He walked out of the cellar holding me and Beth and Carl were standing there smiling.
Daryl glared and said shut up and they ran off.
Daryl carried me back to his tent and laid me down on his bed. He took off his shoes and best and laid down next to me pulling me into his arms. "I love you Aim"
He said nuzzling his face in my neck
"I love you too" I said curling into his chest