Dixon's Girl- TWD

Almost

Jody Pov

I was lay in Daryls bed, crying into his pillow. I hated for him to see me cry, but sometimes it was impossible to stop. It was like, no matter how hard I tried, the burning in the back of my throat would get worse and worse until it explodes into a river of tears.

"Is there anything I can do?" He asked, coming in from the bathroom. He just had a towel wrapped around his waist whilst another towel was over his shoulder as he rubbed it against his hair

I tried to smile at him through the tears. "You could kill my daddy."

"You can make all the jokes you want. You know I'd do it for you in a heartbeat."

He sat down at the edge of the bed and I reached for his hand, stroking my thumb over his palm. "I know you would. I love you."

"I love you too."

It was difficult to ignore the scars on his back. I was the only person who had seen them, and he only let me because I had my own scars so I understood.

I sat up and traced my finger along one of his scars as he sat facing away. "I remember the night he did that," I whispered sadly, kissing the back of his neck

"Shit happens," he shrugged

"But it shouldn't. None of this should be happening. Not Will, not my daddy, not maxwell."

He turned his body to face mine. "Max is a grown man. He'll be alright."

"I don't want him to get hurt, daryl. Freddie is only gonna break his heart and nothing I say can convince him to leave."

Another tear rolled down my cheek but he caught it with his thumb, gently guiding my head closer to his, causing us to lean our foreheads together

"You're a good woman, ya know that? A good daughter, a good sister, and a good girlfriend. But you can't protect everybody. People gotta make their own mistakes."

"You're starting to get wise," I giggled, kissing his cheek gently

Daryl scoffed and turned away, grabbing his clothes and starting to get dressed. "Hey, turn around. This is private property."

I rolled my eyes but turned around anyway, not before saying, "it's not like I haven't seen it all before anyway."

"Bit of a difference between me putting on underpants and you walking in on me in the shower."

"Yeah well, you're naked for both sooo..."

"Just turn around, sweet cheeks."

A blush crept upon my cheeks as I turned around, grinning to myself. Me and daryl were yet to do anything sexual, but it didn't stop the jokes or nicknames. I really wanted to. Perhaps I was still too young, being just 15, but I needed something to cheer me up

"Wanna have sex?" I asked casually once he got into bed.

His expression didn't change much as he turned his head to look at me. "Don't."

"Don't what? Show you that I love you? Prove my commitment to you?"

"We don't need to have sex to do those things. Jody, I know that you love me and are committed to me. I also know that you don't feel ready for sex, you just want to take your mind off the whole maxwell situation."

"But I want to have sex!"

He scoffed. "You don't. You think you do now, but that's just because you're upset. I ain't gonna take advantage of ya."

"Then what about tomorrow?"

"I'll tell you what. If you still feel the same way this time next week, believe me, I would be more than happy. But, I know for a fact that you are just feeling emotional, that's all it is. You'll thank me in the morning."

I rolled my eyes, turning over in the bed so I wasn't facing him. Did he think I was too young to make my own decisions? I'm 15, for crying out loud, perfectly capable of making up my own mind

The next morning, I woke up, rubbed my eyes and thought back to everything that had happened. It took me a moment to properly remember everything, but once I did remember, I turned to daryl

He was sleeping on his stomach. So, I did the only rational thing and got onto of him so I was lying on his body.

"Hmm," he groaned, because I had likely woke up him

"I just wanted to say...thank you."

"So I was right?"

"No need to rub my nose in it. But yes, you were right. I was overly emotional. We are only 15, way too young to worry about doing any of that kinda stuff. I love you, daryl dixon."

He sighed contently with me on his back, falling back asleep. "I love you too, Jody Dixon."

"Dixon, huh?"

"I'm marrying ya the moment I can."

"I sure as hell hope so. But you know, there is one thing that really frightens me about marrying you."

"And what's that?"

"The idea of merle being my official brother in law," I explained whilst grimacing

Daryl chuckled, having complete understanding. I loved merle and he took care of me. I know he'd do things for me that nobody else would. But, he's one crazy son of a bitch

Closing our eyes, me and daryl went back to sleep and only properly got up when it was lunch time

We walked hand in hand into the living area without even thinking, just to see Will

"There they are. The happy couple! Didn't I tell you to stay away from my trailer?"

I nodded. "Yep. Sorry sir. I'll leave now." I turned to daryl and asked him, "you coming?"

He looked at his options. Come over to my trailer in just his pyjamas, or stay with his dad alone in the trailer. The latter seemed a far worse situation, so he continued to hold my hand and we made our way to my trailer

When we got in there, I saw that my daddy was home to

It was rare for both trailers to have Will or Freddie in them. Usually, atleast one of them was at the bar, especially at this time

"Oh, hi daddy."

"You gonna make me lunch or do I have to make it myself?"

"I'll do it. Where's mama and maxwell?" I asked, going into the kitchen and getting out the loaf of bread

"Your brother is working. He's a real man. Good boy, he is. Don't know where I went wrong with you. You got a job yet girl?"

"Not yet, daddy."

"Bringing no money into the house as usual."

It took everything in daryl not to respond to Freddie. I could see how much he was restraining himself but he also knew that it would only be worse for me if he spoke up.

Daryl knew he may hit me, push me around abit, but he doesn't know everything. Nobody knows everything, not really.

"And what about mama?" I asked my daddy, worried when I didn't see her

"How the fuck should I know? That woman just goes off, abandoning me to look after you alone. I should be getting child support to make up for her terrible parenting skills."

Me and daryl both almost started to laugh, and I couldn't look at him because I knew that would tip me over the edge. Instead, I kept my eyes on the food that I was making, listening to my daddy ramble about the fact mama isn't a good housewife and she also doesn't work. Truthfully, I know that mama does everything in the trailer, he just doesn't realise it