Daryl's Girl

Chapter 65

"We need to talk."

Norman looked at me and smiled, an innocent look on his face. "What do you want to talk about?"

I stood up and looked at him, blinking away my tears. "You can drop the act. I know what you're up to." I growled. His innocent gaze turned to a look of confusion, as if to say he had no idea about what I was talking about. "I know you lied. You lied about my dad. I know that you've lied about everything."

"Lily, I don't know what you're on about. Your father-" He started to chuckle.

"Shut the hell up! Just shut up!" I yelled. "I've known my dad for a hell lot longer than you and in that time you tend to pick up on certain things like when they're lying. So don't come in here acting the innocent. You're a load of bull shit, Norman! I want nothing to do with you." I yelled again pointing my finger into his face and waving my arms around.

He stood up and I saw that he knew that I was right. The look on his face was one I'd never seen before. "You're right. I just wanted to see how much this group trusted others. You know how it is now. I just wanted to have a bit of drama to entertain myself. They trust you." He smirked.

"You piece of shit!" I snapped and went to punch him. He stopped my arm before I could make contact and threw it down.

"We'll have none of that." He growled as he retured to his innocent smile. "I admit, I didn't want to go back for you, but after seeing you again, it made me realise something." He laughed and looked me up and down. "I don't just look out for you and care for you because you're my neighbour or you're dad's friend. I look out for you because you mean something to me." He continued and placed his hands on my waist.

Almost immediately I pulled away and pushed him back. I tried backing away, forgetting that the wall was behind me. He had me pinned. I froze. I didn't know what to say. Then he pushed his face closer to mine and I turned my head away pushing him back again. He sure was another version of Shane.

"I swear to god if you touch me-" I stopped as Norman covered my mouth and pinned both my arms with his other hand. I  couldn't move. He was a lot stronger than I was.

He then moved his hand from my mouth and I turned my head away. I was disgusted in him as he tugged on my head, forcing me to look at him again.

I tried to struggle and squirm from his grip but it didn't work. Norman was too strong. He always has been. He pushed me up against the wall and I kicked my legs trying to trip him over and push him away. I didn't want to show him I was scared. Especially after what had just happened.

"Norman, let me go, now!" I snarled.

He didn't reply. He continued to look at me and smile.

"Norman! Let me go now!" I repeated even louder.

"No." He chuckled.

"Norman! Let me-" I was interrupted as he planted is lips on mine. I tried to pull away but I couldn't I was pinned, unable to move.

He pulled away and looked at me again. "Norman! Get the fuck of me!" I screamed at the top of my voice.

He let go of my head and I looked away as quickly as I could. I was disgusted. He's turned into someone, worse than Shane. Worse than that Governor. All those years of living next to one another leading up to this.

"Lily, can't you see, I won't let anything happen to you. Now Daryl's out the picture we can be together." He smirked.

I tried to get free again but I still couldn't move. I tried to kick my legs out but Norman stood where he was. With his free hand he stroked the side of my head and moved down to the collar of my jacket and started to take it of. He then kissed my neck before looking back up at me.

Then he began to take my jacket off. "Norman! Get off of me!" I screamed again. I was now breathing heavily and had started to panic. I was frantically kicking and yelling trying to get him away before it was too late.

Suddenly, the door burst open and Norman was tackled to the ground. A wave of relief passed through me causing me to fall to the side. I expected to fall to the geound but that didnt happen as someone caught me. I looked up to see it was my dad. I hugged him immediately and he cradled me as I sobbed. It wasn't until I looked back that I saw who my saviour was. Hershal.

He stood up and I was shocked to see that he had the strength in him to send Norman to the floor. He then turned to look at me as my dad held me. "Lily are you okay? He didn't do anything did he?" Hershal asked as my dad stroked my head

I shook my head, not wanting to speak and looked over towards the door. Daryl, Rick and Glenn were all standing in the room looking at me. The memories of Daryl and I came flooding back as I looked at him. There was hurt in his eyes but they softened as he looked at the state I was in.

I couldn't take it. Couldn't handle seeing his face looking back at mine so I pushed away from my dad, pulled my jacket onto my shoulders again and barged passed him, Glenn and Rick. I didn't want to be in the same room as him. Especially after that.

I made my way back down the corridor, wiping my face. I probably had streaks where the tears has washed away the dirt. I looked like a mess and I honestly didn't know how to deal with it all. It was just getting a bit too much.

Once I reached the main room there was now a small, dimly lit fire in the centre of the room and as I entered, everyone turned their heads to look at me. "Lily, was that you we heard yelling? Are you okay?" Lori asked.

I looked straight at her but didn't answer. I just went and sat on my own with my knees to my chest, looking into the fire. Why did she care? It wasn't like we took any interest into each others problems before. It was probably just for mindless gossip around the group. Something that I didn't want to happen.

After a minute or two both Briana and Beth came and sat down next to me, copying my body position. "We heard the yelling so the others went to check it out." Beth smiled sympathetically and put her arm around me.

"What happened? I mean if you don't want to tell us then we understand." Brana took my hand in hers. They were both quiet so that no one else in the room could hear.

"Norman." I shuddered just above a whisper. I hadn't realised but I was shaking and it wasn't until Briana squeezed my hand that I stopped. "He tried to..." I couldn't finish the sentence. It made me sick. It made me feel disgusted with myslef.

I saw the anger build in Briana's eyes. "If I get my hands on him I'm going to kill him." She spat.

"Why wasn't Daryl with you when you got back?" Beth asked, obviously trying to change the subject onto something she thought was more positive.

I shrugged my sholders and stared into the flames of the fire again. I took a deep breath and slowly started to force the words to come from my mouth. "We got into an argument. I couldn't do it. All I wanted was to talk. I ended it. It's what he wanted." A lump formed in my throat as I let a tear slip down my cheek. Then another. Then another. "We're better off apart."

Before I knew it, the tears just kept coming and I was crying into Briana's shoulder. No matter what I tried, I couldn't stop.