My Little Girl {Daryl Dixon Story}

Chapter 16

Daryl's POV

I walked back into the house after I had cooled off from the anger I had built up when Peyton shot my truck. I wasn't mad at her, I was mad at Merle for giving her the gun without telling me.

I go into Peyton's room after not finding her anywhere in the house. I open her door quietly and see her curled into a ball clutching her pillow tightly. I walk closer and I see her puffy closed eyes and tear stained cheeks. I sigh and feel my heart break knowing I'm the one who made her cry.

I get down on my knees infront of her bed and gently push some of her hair that was infront of her eyes behind her ears; something I do quite often.

My fingers trail down from her hair and gently wipe off some of her fresh tears on her cheeks.

Her eyes slowly flutter open revealing her Dixon blue eyes, that were glossed over and red. "Daddy?" She croaks; her voice cracking.

"C'mere princess" I tell her and she sits up and stretches her arms out towards me. I pick her up in my arms and hold her head to my chest as I stand up.

"I'm sorry I yelled baby" I whisper to her.

"I'm sorry I shot your truck daddy" she tells me and I smirk slightly. I have the best daughter in the world.

"I love ye' sweethear'" I whisper into her hair.

"I love you more daddy" she giggles into my shoulder.

"Nu-uh!" I say and she lifts her head from my shoulder to look at me.

"Yea-huh!" She mocks and sticks her tongue out at me.

"Hey! Tha's not nice" i tease and gently pinch her cheeks causing her to giggle.

"Youre not mad daddy?" She asks frowning slightly.

"No.. jus' don' shoot a gun without me bein there... and make sure ye' tell me anytime Merle does somethin like tha'" I tell her and she nods understanding.

"Then were good" I tell her and her cute little smile appears again.

"Ye' wanna go eat?" I ask her and her eyes get wide and she nods frantically up and down.

I smile and tell her to get shoes on as I change and do the same.

I put on a sleeveless brown flannel and brown baggy jeans with steel toed boots to finish. I run a hand through my hair as a brush and go to the living room to see Peyton sitting on the couch swinging her feet back and forth. "Ye' ready?" I ask.

She looks up and me and smiles before hoping off the couch and running towards me "yes daddy" she answers.

"C'mon dork" I say and put my hand on her head as we walk out of the house and to the truck.

She climbs in the backseat and buckles herself up. I watch her in the rear view mirror until I see her look back up at me.

I start the truck up and we head to the towns local diner.

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"What can I get for you two today?" The waitress asks. She's actually really attractive. She has cool green eyes and sexy blonde hair with brown highlights. She's probably got one of them rich college boyfriends that spends all their parents money. I look down at her name tag that reads 'Ashley'. Hmm she looks like a Ashley.

"Uh.. Um I just want uh a burger and fries and she wants um.. chicken fingers and uh fries too" I stutter; feeling my face hear up. I just hope Ashley doesn't notice.