CHAPTER 12
< dining with the devil >
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__________________I BEGAN CLEANING up, and getting myself ready for my dreaded 'date' with Philip. I was far from thrilled about having to spend so much one on one time with a man who clearly cares more about getting into peoples pants, rather than having a safer perimeter.
A woman had stopped by not too long ago, dropping off a black dress.. it didn't look too revealing but it was definitely far too out of my comfort zone. After I showered and applied a light layer of makeup, I changed into the black dress. It was far too short for my liking coming down to about mid thigh. I was sure the Governor would love this. I quickly combed through my matted hair, not bothering to style it too much and then I was ready to go.
As I headed out of my apartment, shutting the door towards me.. I began to walk in the direction of where the Governor lived. I wasn't nervous for this dinner more uncertain, but I doubted nearly everybody. Besides providing hostility for me the man hadn't done too much to earn my trust at this point, so I kept on reminding myself.
Trust no one but yourself.
I made it to the Governors front door, as I went to knock the door already opened.
And there stood fucking Philip.
How exciting.
"You look ravishing tonight Spencer" He complimented, his eyes trailing up and down my body. I had to fight the urge to gag, mentally doing so instead.
God Merle was going to get a laugh out of this.
"Thank you" I smiled at him awkwardly.
"Well don't stand out here all night, come on in!" he offered, I hesitantly stepped forwards brushing past him as I headed inside his home.
As I waled into the house, the delicious smell of spaghetti and meatballs consumed me, my mouth was already watering at the thought of the tasty food.
"Please have a seat!" The Governor proposed, pulling out a dining chair for me to sit on. I gladly took the offer, smiling sweetly up at him. "sorry about the wait, the foods almost ready, i'll go check it now" he suggested, and before I could reply he was already headed for the kitchen.
My eyes immediately darted around the room, looking for anything that could oppose as a threat. I had to remind myself that I still didn't know who this man truly was and he didn't know who I truly was. I was capable. I already had a few tricks up my sleeve and useful knowledge about fighting and self defence before the world went to shit. The walkers and change in people only helped to get stronger and remember to keep my guard up however, me being alone was becoming evident at how much it did truly bother me. I missed the only friends I knew from before the turn. I missed my sweet little Mckenzie.
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