We split up to look for some clothes in the hospital rooms. We couldn't wear our hospital gowns out in whatever is going on.
I found a tank top, some denimn pants with a tear in the knee on the left leg and a tear on the upper right leg, then I found some cowgirl boots and a hair piece. I was changing when I heard a door open behind me. I turned around and saw Daryl, looking at my naked body.
"Daryl! What the hell?!" I yelled but not too loud. "Beth, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were changing." I nodded and pointed him out. He nodded and walked out shutting the door behind him.
I finished getting dressed and walked out.
He was standing there, in I'm guessing his clothes. My clothes were still bloody from the wreck. He had on a plaid cut off shirt, some blue jean ripped pants, some cowboy boots, and to top it all off a black leather vest with angel wings on the back.
He looked sexy. To tell you the truth.
As I walked out if the room I was changing in he stared at me. "You know staring is rude Mr. Dixon." I laughed and he smirked. "Do I look like someone who cares?" He asked smug and sarcastically.
We started walking down the stairs and he asked "Where are we going anyway?" I turned to look at him and said "My family. We have a farm. About 2 miles north maybe. Its secluded and safe. I was thinking we could go there and check it out." He nodded and we kept walking.
