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A few days later.
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Back at the trailer park, Merle was currently in the middle of slowly but surely getting his truck out of the river, or- "Betty." out of the river as he calls it.He kept working and doing other things to get you off of his mind, but for some odd reason you just kept lingering in the back of his head everytime.
"..Fuckin' hell.." He grumbled under his breath, stopping his hard work , climbing back on the small hillside and into his trailer.
He turned on his radio, switching through a few stations before finally being pleased with it. Now going to his fridge for a drink.
He opened the door and paused seeing it was empty- well. Not empty of food, no. Of beer.
He could've sworn he just bought another few packs , did he really drink them up that quick?
Brows furrowing in disappointment, He thought up on where to get more beer from, he didn't really feel like walking to the store.
But. There is a place he WILL walk to. The damn homestead! they always stock up on it.
Grabbing his jacket, he hurried out the door going on foot to the humble abode.
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You were in the middle of baking cookies for Jack, whom was waiting patiently, standing behind you watching your every move.You found it silly how he still acts like how he used too when you both were younger. He's..still just a kid.
Soon after you pushed the desserts into the oven to bake, you heard the front doors swing open harshly, slamming against the walls.
Jack immediately flinched as he saw Gleti stand from where she was on the couch, "Hello, mires." she said with a nervous tone.
Jack immediately hurried away as Gleti distracted Merle from seeing the brunette rush up the steps, Merle grumbled a 'howdy.' to the shorter female, quite literally shoving her out the way, you sighed just continued to bake.
Just be cool and nothing will happen
Just be-
"[NAME]!"
Ohhh boy.
You cringed, turning around before flinching seeing Merle, right in front of you. His mask was on and his gaze was....wait..it wasn't harsh as it usually was. It was more of a relieved look.
He continued to scan you, probably for bruises or something else, before catching you completely off guard, giving you a tight bear hug.
You then remembered, oh yeah...you haven't seen him since...never mind that. You gave a shaky laugh, patting his back. "Hello to you too, Merle."
He grunted in response before whispering to you; "Did David fuckin' hurt you? did he say anything?? I swear if he-"
"No. he didn't, i'm fine, I promise."
You quickly said back, he sighed in relief."Good. Now." He quickly let you go going to the fridge to rummage through it, you rose a brow.
"..What're...you looking for?" You mumbled , he growled. "This fuckin' family stop buying' beer or some shit?" He said, ignoring your comment.
Gleti walked in nervously, fidgeting with her hands, Merle turned to her; "Glet. Where's the beer?"
"I..don't recall buyin' any. I-I'll go get some-" "No." He said cutting her off, shutting the fridge.
"I think I have some in the attic."
That made you both pause.
As he went to walk off , Gleti quickly followed trying to talk him out of going upstairs, you followed close behind , when he finally made it to the door, Gleti wrapped her arms around him trying to tug him away from the door.
"Mires- no!" She cried, Merle grunted.
"For FUCKS sake Gleti- MOVE." He said shoving her away, causing her to fall, you quickly rushed over to help her up.
Merle went up into the attic, and immediately, there was screaming.
Jack.
And then cackling.
Merle.
You quickly rushed into the room climbing up the ladder. You finally made it up seeing the horrible sight.
Jack was curled up in a corner, scared for his life, tears streaming down his face.
Merle was in front of him chuckling to himself.
"Just like when you were younger." He spat, before he could do anything, you rushed over shoving him out of the way.
"What the HELL is wrong with you?!" You yelled at him, he paused at your words, he usually doesn't care what anyone says to him.
But you.
Your words...hurt.
You just kept yelling at him, Jack scrambling up to his feet to hide behind you, sniffling and trying to wipe his tears.
Merle got quiet, not even saying anything back, he mumbled something but you couldn't hear it as he just pushed past you both, possibly going to leave.
You sighed, turning to Jack, cupping his face and wiping his tears. "Are you okay?"
"Uhuh.." He whimpered out, you sighed.
"You can't let him walk all over you anymore, Jack. You aren't a kid anymore. You can fight back." You explained.
He just nodded embarrassed, you frowned pulling him into a hug, in which he immediately melted into.
"Anytime he fucks with you, let me know, please." You mumbled out in his shoulder, smiling softly as he grumbled in response.
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Later on that night, You decided to sleep in Jacks room just in case Merle came back.Jack was snuggled up against you already knocked out, you laughed quietly patting his head, before yawning starting to drift off too.
Little did you know someone was watching you both through the crack of the door.
Merle was, his eyes narrowed as he looked at you both. He wished it was him.
It's that fuckings brats fault.
You probably hate him now.
He grumbled under his breath, walking off to go home, he needed to do something about this.
He...
He needs to teach that brat a lesson.
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Record 15: COMPLETE!
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