Loud Silence Daryl x deaf reader

13. Trapped

"I'm Dave. That scrawny-looking douche bag there is Tony."

"Eat me, Dave"

"Hey, maybe someday I will. We met on I-95 coming out of Philly. Damn shit-show that was."

Tony and Dave sat down having a drink after they walked in.

Glenn was at the edge of the bar counter, Hershal still sitting in the chair, Rick still standing, and y/n who was behind the bar counter.

"I'm Glenn. It's nice to meet some new people."

"Rick Grimes."

"How about you, pal? Have one?"

"I just quit."

"You've got a unique sense of timing, my friend."

"Oh and you pretty girl what's your name?"

Y/n didn't say anything to him even though she knew he asked for her name.

"Aww come on now don't be shy"

Y/n still kept quiet

"That's y/n.. she's my daughter, eldest daughter." Rick had said having a protective tone in his voice.

"Well shit, hehe hi y/n"

All y/n did was raise her hand, and in the pit of her stomach she couldn't help but feel an uncomfortable feeling from the two guys.

For awhile the men talked after taking a shot, and proceed to talk more.

Y/n could see the man named Tony kept looking at her, but more towards her chest. She was wearing an old flannel Daryl had gave her since it didn't fit him anymore so he gave it to y/n.

Y/n moves slowly not wanting to draw attention to any of the guys she moved right next to Glenn. Glenn looked at y/n sencing that she was very uncomfortable.

"Wait, fort Benning is gone? Are you for real?"

"Sadly, I am. Oddly, the truth is there is no way out of this mess. Just keep going from one pipe dream to the next, praying one of these mindless freaks doesn't grab a hold of you when you sleep."

"If you sleep."

"Yeah, it doesn't look like you guys are hanging your hats here. You holed up somewhere else?"

"Not really"

"Those your cars out front?"

"Yeah, why"

"Those look kinda empty, clean. Where's all your gear?" "We're with a larger group.out scouting, thought we could use a drink."

"Damn Hershal thought you quit"

"And uumm how old is she" Dave had pointed at y/n with a smile on his face.

Y/n wasn't paying attention with the fear slowly grabbing a hold of her. Rick quickly spoke up "She's 20" he lied not really knowing how old she really is.

"HAHAHA.. and you let her drink Rick wow father of the year."

"She's her own person, she's grown. She knows how to handle herself." Rick had an annoyed tone wanting to just get out the bar.

Then Dave brought up on where camp is specifically wanting to know.

"Well, hang on a second. This farm... it sounds pretty sweet. - Don't it sound sweet, Tony?"

"Real sweet" Tony said looking behind him looking at y/n licking his lips.

Dave doesn't say anything. Rick tilts his head a little and taps his gun.