No Tomorrow

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Belle's POV:

Knock.....knockknockknock! I opened my door as quickly as possible and stood back while Daryl tumbled his way through and all but collapsed onto the center of my bed; this didn't surprise me given how much he drank at dinner.

"Alright....you've got me here, so what do you want? Or can I go back up and forget that this ever happened?"

"You sound like it's a death warrant waiting to happen, being down here with me."

I locked my door shut behind me and padded over to my walk in closet to find a shirt to change into for bed, choosing one of my favorite old holey looking gray shirts with a college logo on it from my younger days; I was tying my loose black hair back into a pony tail by the time I walked back out and he hadn't moved an inch. Alcohol, ladies and gentlemen.

"Do you really wanna forget me that badly? No one's forcing you to stay here Mr Dixon."

I propped myself up on the bed with one knee and Daryl's face puckered before he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me down drunkenly into his chest.

"...no, I guess I don't..."

He nuzzled his face into my chest and I giggled before worming my way out of his grasp and stuffing a pillow into my place, his cloudy looking eyes wouldn't be able to tell the difference for awhile.

"You know....I told you not to drink so much of that shit for a reason and this is why, I think it's better to wait until you're sobered up in the morning to talk about us..get some sleep."

He chucked the pillow at the head of the bed and made grabbing motions at my waist again and I gave up and let him pull me in once more, this time his arms were around my waist tighter then before and his breathing was more slowed; he only had mere minutes before he passed out, I was sure.

"I think....I don't know if it's the booze or what, but I think you've got me looped into your traps..you're a really beautiful woman, but a pain in my fucking ass."

I slapped the back of his head with the palm of my hand but he was already snoring so I just rolled my eyes and tried to find a good spot to fall asleep in, despite sleeping all day my body was tired to the point of draining exhaustion again.

There's so many things I'm gonna have to get used to with being a werewolf..

With one final stretch I wrapped both of my arms around the back of his head and fell asleep stroking circular patterns into his soft brown hair.

*

When I woke up next I saw Daryl on the otherside of my room washing his face at my tiny sink embedded into the wall, so I took my time in yawning and stretching before I rolled out of bed and leapt up to my feet. I walked over to a part of the wall that jutted out near the bathroom and just leaned against it to watch him while I got my bearings; he just looked at me through the tiny mirror and he looked comical with the soap and cream on different parts of his face.

"We...ah...we didn't fuck or anything last night did we?"

"No, you just smothered me the whole night like a pillow- I didn't get to talk to you about anything, actually."

He finished washing at his face and was wiping himself dry with a paper towel and swooned a little on the spot but didn't say anything else until he flung the wet paper into a tiny trashbin that was under the sink.

"Does whatever you wanna talk to me about have to deal with us being together? Because I don't date people, not before and certainly not now. I don't need another back to protect or another mouth to feed, I'm sorry, but the answer is no."

A crushing weight gripped my chest and I felt my lower lip began to tremble but I tried to shrug it off anyway.

"Are you sure that's how you feel? Not even if I explain what imprinting is?''

"Your what?"

"Nothing- if that's how you feel then I'll respect your choice."

I turned around and tried to walk away but he grabbed one of my wrists before I'd gotten too far and spun me around...and suddenly he was right there in my face.

"Wait....let me try something first, please. Don't move."

I shrugged and that's when he decided to plant his lips on mine, one hand snaking around the back of my head while the other one went to the small of my waist to anchor me in place; he moaned against my lips and it wasn't even two seconds into that when he lifted me up off the ground and pressed my back against the wall. He broke the kiss after a few more seconds and breathed heavily into the right side of my neck.

"Holy....hell...what have you d o n e to me?"

"Nothing...yet, that's all apart of who I am though. My kind...er....apparently we attract the person best suited to be our lovers...mates even, I think. Sorry..."

Daryl kissed the side of my neck and squeezed my hips before he pushed himself against me with another pant.

"I see...I want to say yes and all but...I really don't wanna have to protect another person...I don't want to feel vulnerable again."

I pulled at the back of his head until he looked at me and I was able to hold his face with the palms of my hands, my thumbs rubbed little square patterns into his rough cheeks until sighed.

"Trust me when I say I can protect myself- but try as I might, I don't think I can ignore what my body wants anymore."