The Hunter's Angel

Chapter 27

A/N: This chapter is for mature people, read at your own risk.

Seaira's POV

I get to the front door of the house and I open it and close it behind me. I turn to go upstairs but I notice the living room lamp is on.

I stop and see Daryl on the couch with his back to me reading something. I look and it's my book. I shake my head. "Glad to see you okay." I scoff.

"mhm." That is all he says. I feel the wave of alcohol kick in and I'm not sick but I feel a little dizzy, just a sign that I am now drunk. "Why didn't you go to the party? Why didn't you wake me up this morning? Why did you break our promise?" I keep asking questions. When I said promise, he froze, put down my book, and stood up.

"I went to the party, I just didn't go inside. At least I tried. I didn't wake you up this morning because you looked so comfortable I didn't want to wake you, I figured you'd like to sleep in. I didn't break our promise, you did." He says walking around the couch and looking at me the whole time. He comes around the couch and he has a bottle of wine in his hand.

He stops a few feet in front of me. "How did I break our promise?" I ask a little harshly, or I'm slurring. "You accepted your job, you're becoming one of them." He says harshly and looks at me fully. He stops and looks at my dress and my hair.

"What? I only accepted the job to blend in. Do you think I'm going to get weak like these people? And where were you at? Where did the bottle of wine come from?" I say taking my hand to point at the bottle then crossing my arms again.

He takes a moment to look at me from my dress. "I got it from Aaron and Erik's house." He says quietly. He looks back up at me. "After I try to go to the party, I see you talking to a tall guy, guess you forgot all about me." He says taking a swig and going to the kitchen, I follow him.

"Tall guy? That's Spencer, and trust me, I'd rather be talking to Mrs. Neudermyer about her obsession with a pasta maker." I say loudly because I'm annoyed. "Yeah, he seemed real interested in you." He says taking another swig and putting the bottle down on the counter, he then turns and leans on the island away from the sink.

"Well, I'm not interested in him, and for your information, I asked the others where you were all night," I say. "Why did you go to Aaron and Erik's?" I ask quietly. He sighs. "After I saw you talking to Beanstock I was walking back home and Aaron was on the porch, inviting me for spaghetti." He says calmly. "Ah, scetti? I love scetti." I whisper the last part. My drunk coming out wanting food.

Daryl breaks a small chuckle causing me to smile. "I'm just not used to being anywhere without you," I say quietly.

Daryl looks up at me, still leaning on the island. "Yeah well, didn't seem to miss me that much with your new boyfriend." He growls. "Daryl, are you listening to yourself?" I ask putting my hands in my pockets.

He turns and takes a swig of the wine that's 3/4 gone and slams it on the counter I'm shocked it didn't break. Causing me to jump. "Yeah, I hear myself." He says kinda loudly and turns around to look at me. "I see that you go all day without me doin' jus' fine. Talkin' to guys, getting drunk." He throws a hand up motioning my drunk state. "Daryl-" But he cuts me off. "I went out hunting, I'm sorry I can't just blend in and pretend to be a granma like Carol and bake everyone cookies. Sorry, I didn't dress up beautiful and have a good time. I don't need that," He trails off.

I take a couple of steps to him. I don't think he would hurt me, he never would. He'd tear this house down before he thinks about hurting me.

"Daryl, I was worried about you all day, I asked Rick and Maggie and more where you been. I didn't want to go. Rosita helped me stay there I had to get drunk just to be there. I had a very socially awkward conversation with a tall creep and I wish you were there so I didn't have to talk to him. He came up to me, and he says see you around. I hope not, I give you permission to threaten him, Hell lie, and say that I'm yours." I say looking down.