Fighting for our Future {TWD Daryl Dixon}

13: Adios Pendejo

After Daryl and I's conversation I walked back over to where my father and the 'Jumpsuits' were. As I approached, my father noticed me and started stomping towards me. I looked over at Daryl hoping maybe he would stay near me so my father would be more chill but he simply put up his hands and walked away. Damn it. My father then dragged me to the same place I was just at with Daryl while leaving Robin Hood and T-dog to handle the convicts.

"That was really stupid Nora!" My father yelled at me.

"Which part?" I asked. I knew what the answer was though.

"That whole conversation! First you were taunting them, then you agreed to his deal after I already said no!" He continued scolding.

"I know it was dumb. I already heard all about it from Daryl." I sighed. "Look, I'll be fine. Both you and Daryl will be there. They won't be able to hurt me with you two right there, and I think you know by now I'll just slice them up if they touch me." I stated.

"Nora. That's not the point. You can't just go around pissing people off. He might've wanted to hurt you before, but now it's clear he wants to kill you." He said with a concerned voice. "What the hell was up with all those comments you made by the way?"

"Hey, they provided entertainment for me and T at least." I laughed, while then catching my fathers glare again. I immediately shut up and looked down at the ground.

"First of all the comments were rude. They have been in that cafeteria for 10 months, you can't just expect them to understand right off the bat that the world isn't the same as it was." I rolled my eyes at his statement. I understand that they wouldn't be able to understand right away, but they kept asking the same stupid questions. "Don't roll your eyes at me." Great he saw that. "You need to learn to watch your mouth around people. One of your comments could've angered that man to the point of shooting you."

"Fine. I'll try to rein in my attitude." That's not a lie. I'll try, but I'm easily provoked so we'll see. "Can we clear the block for those Assholes now?" I could tell there was more he wanted to say, but instead of saying whatever it was he just nodded and led me back to where everyone was.

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Soon enough we made our way back to the cafeteria, and I was already done with the way Creepo was staring at me. I could literally see him mentally undressing me. Gross.

"You never tried to break out of here?" T asked the convicts.

"We tried to take the doors off, but if you make one peep in here those pricks lined up outside the door growling to get in. One of 'ems got bars on there that he-man wouldn't even be able to get through." The quiet one finally spoke. I don't mind him so much. He doesn't annoy me as much as the others. Maybe because he's a man of few words.

"Better than a five by eight." The blonde referred to a prison cell.

"You won't find me complaining. Doing 15. My leg will barely fit on one of those bunks." Biggy Bigs stated.

"Yeah, they don't call him Big Tiny for nothing." The quiet one stated. So Biggy Bigs name is Big Tiny? Nah not to me it isn't.

Creepo leaned against the wall. "Are y'all done jerkin' each other off?"

I turned to T-Dog who has easily become one of my best friends since I met him. I mean Glenn will always hold that pedestal of 'Best Friend' but T lately is a close second. I whispered to him. "I think he's just jealous because he's not getting jerked off too." I watched as T tried to contain his laugh.

"Probably Pippi." He whispered back to me. He started calling me that after the one day I wore my hair in braided pigtails. He told me I reminded him of Pippi Longstocking. Apparently his little sister used to love watching that movie.