The Friend Zone

The End Of Alexandria

Darol's POV

I can't believe this. After everything. Almost getting killed by walkers. Carol getting kidnapped and tortured by some crazy son of a bitch. After all of that, I still have to take a damn bath.

Great.

I'm a little nervous. I'm not exactly shirtless a lot and im not so sure I want her to see my scars on my back. I'm just not sure I'm ready to. I think I can though. Expecially with Carol. She's easy to talk to. I feel I can be myself around her.

It's only been three days that Carol has been up and moving around. I'm not sure that this is the right time for us to be doing this. But I guess I have to. Carol is constantly on my ass about how I smell and that I need a hair cut. She needs to chill out and let me be. But I think I should, for her I mean. She has been through a lot.

We head to the nearest lake that's right outside of the camp. We sneak out of course. I know we're gonna get in trouble but who gives a flying shit? We're all dead anyways. All of us. Someday we will be.

When we reach the lake I stop. Being here, I just don't know if I can do it. She turns to face me and has a confused expression on her face.

"What's wrong, Pookie?" She gives me a wry smile and I can't help my grin.
"Can't we wait to do this? You need to rest. And I really don't want to."

"No. We're doing this now, or it will never be done. And trust me, you need it." She gives me a sour look and waves her hand in front of her nose mockingly. I roll my eyes at her. "Fine." I give her a pouting face and she laughs.

When we reach the edge of the lake Carol turns and points to a tree.

"Go over there and change into these," she holds up the swim shorts that almost took us our lives to get. I hesitate for a moment.

"Go." She persists and I turn and walk to the tree.

When I reach the tree I take off my pants and put on the swim shorts. I don't take off my shirt.

I slowly walk back to Carol. She gives me a disapproving look.

"Why didn't you take off your shirt?" I shrug and she is puts her hands on her hips.

"Can't we just do it without me taking off my shirt?" I ask.

"NO!" She motions me towards her and I do then she twirls her finger saying to turn around so I do. She grabs the hem of my shirt and starts pulling up.

My skin prickles and my hairs stand up as she drags her fingers up my back. I raise my arms to make it easier for her to pull my shirt over my head. The shirt hits the ground.

I hear her gasp in shock. I can feel her eyes on the scars. I feel her hand on my back when she touches a scar. It tingles but kind of feels nice.

Then I feel this cold feeling go up my spine as something cold but small touches one of the scars. It then moves to another one and another one. The cold spreads throughout my body. I then realize what she is doing. She is kissing the scars.

I turned around shocked. I stared at her with surprise. I didn't know what to say or do. "Don't." I said. It was an odd feeling. It felt...good. But I wasn't sure if I really wanted it.

"Why not?" She asks puzzled. "It's not like I'm probing you." I give a slight laugh. Only it wasn't funny. Why would she kiss me? It's not like it was a real kiss.

"Whatever. Just forget it okay." I turn back around. I really just want to get this over with.

"Okay" Carol whispers and she continues to give me a bath.

~ ATTENTION: The next chapter will start their lives at a new area. Maybe a few years later. When Keegan has already killed Glenn and Abraham. But in this Daryl, is back and Carol is starting to realize that she has feelings.~