The cold feeling of a wet rag on my forehead woke me from my sleep as pain shot through my body.
Slowly sitting up, the soft material of pillows rubbed against my skin. A dimly lit candle sat on the old wooden table beside me showcasing my tightly rapped thigh.
The sound of footsteps came closer to the small room, There stood a young woman in the doorway holding a small bowl.
A concerned look on her face.
"You should lay back down, you took quite a nasty fall." Her voice was captivating like she was some siren putting me under her musical spell.
The dim light showed on her face, it was like time had stopped blocking out all sound and movement around me.
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"You should lay back down, you took quite a nasty fall," I say, placing the small bowl down on the table, and taking the wet rag from his lap.
He had this blank stare seemingly in a trance-like state.
"Sorry about your pants, that arrow was stuck in there," I said, looking down at the now bled-through bandages.
"Your bandage bled through," I say with a sigh as I slowly unraveled the thin cloth, his rough hand grabbed my wrist.
"How'd I get here." His southern accent voice called out, his grip on my wrist getting tighter.
"I found you out in the middle of the forest, I had to drag your ass back here." slight annoyance laced in my tone.
A low hum came from him as he tried to stand up, his injured leg giving out on him.
The feeling of his heavy body falling against mine made me stumble, helping him back on the bed I wiped the sweat from my forehead.
"I' gotta get back." He whispers, standing back up again and sluggishly walking towards the door. "You have to get back where?" I asked still trying to keep him from falling face-first.
Sweat ran down his face as he took heavy deep breaths "What's your name mister." Nadine whispered out, her curious gaze causing the man to shy away.
"Uhm..Daryl, Daryl Dixon." He mumbled, his thick accent sending shivers down my spine as his body still leaned against mine.
Helping him back onto the bed I get a better look at his facial features, his eyes were a deep blue color, sharp cheekbones, and a small beauty mark right above the corner of his lips.
"So where do you need to get back to Mr.Daryl?" She asked curiously, her hand behind her back as she stared at his crossbow.
Giving her a glance he follows her gaze towards his bow "I've got a small group, we've been staying at a farm nearby." He mumbled, his gaze now set on my face.
"You and your little girl could come back with me, there's enough room for the two of ya." He said, his eyes focused on me.
"Are you sure? we wouldn't wanna take up too much space." I say, glancing at Nadine's now excited face.
Giving a low "Mhm." he ruffled Nadine's curly locks, "We could leave right now, make it there right before sundown." He said.
Looking back down at his slightly unbandaged thigh, I gave him a small smile as he told her more about the farm "Well first let's get you rebandaged then we can get everything ready for us to go check out that farm." I say, picking up the fresh bandages.
