PERCHING ON THE TOP OF the rooftop, Freya and her little sister Annie waited for the group to com running out, probably followed by walkers.
The residents of the lakehouse had so far nearly being living there for a month without any problems. There was the occasional remarks from guess which married couple, but there wasn't any serious issues to be taken into hand.But now, as a month passed, and the food ration was getting smaller, the residents made a plan to avoid starvation by doing a food run near a church out-let. There was a food-drive of some kind before the world went to shit, and so now the Ricktatorship plus the Quinn's were collecting the food.
Rick wasn't yet so trusting of the Quinn's. Of course, he trusted Freya enough to leave her alone and to take handle of a gun. And Nate, Freya's youngest brother was someone Rick was trusting as well, as Carl had instantly became best friends with him. Annie and Vinny weren't so trusted yet, but all of the Quinn children were far more trusted than their parents.This wasn't a big shock to anyone, as Freya was used to be declined to birthday's and social events as her parents were such assholes and made everyone's day worse and worse. But at least there was the comfort in Freya's siblings that the brunette could look for.
"So this Daryl guy." Annie rolled her eyes, acting like she didn't care much for the topic she was bringing up. "You and him?...Wink, wink, wink?"
Freya scoffed, readjusting the firearm in her hands. "There is no wink, wink, wink, Annie, god, you're worse than me."
"Hey! You're the one that wrote the book." Annie raised her hands, coming to her own defense while also taking shoots at Freya.
And christ, Freya wanted nothing more than to forget she ever wrote a desperate porn book when she was younger, just because she needed the money. Hell, if Freya was confident enough, there wouldn't have been anything stopping her from becoming a stripper. But that was a story for another day.
"Are you sure though? About Daryl?" Annie lowered her hands, crossing her arms under her torso, as the two girl lain on the ground of the roof. Freya sighed, and scratcher her eyebrow as this conversation was about to go down a rabbit hole if Annie was leading it. "I've read some mean romance books in my life, and I swear you guys are on chapter 15 already."
"What happens in chapter 15?" Freya made the mistake of asking. Shit.
Annie was unable to hide the smirk on her face. "I think you know what happens on chapter 15."
Yes, Chapter 15 meant page 207 in Freya's smut book.
But there was no way, Daryl chasing Freya up the stairs because she accidently dropped his crossbow meant chapter 15 in any book. Annie had always been the dreamer in the family, and more often than not Annie would put her dreams into the mind of other people. But Freya called it being nosy."If you knew anything about Daryl, it's that he's about as open as a pistachio shell." Freya shook her head while Annie scoffed, leaning her arms and shifting her weight around to face her elder sister.
"If there's anything I know about Daryl is that he looks at you like he wants to take you in that moment." Annie says casually, and Freya can do nothing but go beet red at the very thought. "And you've said it yourself! You haven't even gone on a date in two damn years."
"And that is information you won't spread around."
"It's more mom and dad you have to worry about spreading shit like that." Annie shrugged. "I'm just happy that didn't bring up that one time I got a nose bleed after farting on that public speaking stage a few years ago."
Freya was somehow able to remember that night so vividly. "I'm happy they didn't mention me falling into the pond and then tripping over that poor lady's dog."
Freya couldn't remember just where the pond was, only that it was cold, and the dog she tripped over had the toughest build she's seen on any living creature -and that included Daryl's arms.

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𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ❖ DARYL DIXON
FanfictionFreya Quinn was uniquely herself despite the events of the apocalypse she was thrown into. She was a paradox to understand and a combination of heaven and hell thrown together to create such a woman. And the only person in the whole wide world that...