Dixon's Girl- TWD- Completed

Home?

Jody Pov

After mine and daryls fight, it became awkward. We were tense around eachother for days, and hardly ever spoke. We didn't even kiss, or hug. It was scary. We had never experienced a rough patch like that before. Atleast I hoped it was a rough patch

We sat eating dinner in silence. Daniel was with my mama tonight because she thought it'd give me and daryl a chance to talk things out. But it just made things worse. We didn't even have our baby there to talk about

During the meal, daryl slammed his fork down and looked my in the eyes. "Really not gonna say anything?"

"What do you want me to say?" I asked him, looking up from my food

"I don't want us to fight, Jody. I love you and I'm sorry I said those things. But we have to talk this out and it doesn't work if I'm the only one willing to talk. How can I make this work?"

"I don't even remember what we were fighting about," I admitted with a few tears in my eyes

"Then why are we still fighting?"

"I don't know. I really don't."

He reached across the table and held my hand tightly, bringing it to his mouth to kiss. "Somethings bothering you. It has been for a while."

I nodded my head slowly, tightly closing my eyes so I wouldn't cry. As I looked down, I felt daryls thumb lift my chin to look at him

"Hey, it's alright. I want to help."

"If I say it...then I'm just letting Max down and I'm letting you down. I feel like I'm letting myself and our son down but-"

"You could never let me down, Jo."

I took a deep breath and admitted, "I don't wanna live here anymore."

There was a brief silence before daryl asked, "What do you mean? We can find somewhere bigger, or a proper house, more homely."

"It's not that. I just feel out of place. We got this flat as fast as we could so that we could get out of that trailer park, and now I miss it. I miss the people and the community, even if they were drunken fools. We hardly ever see merle anymore."

"Are you saying you want to move back to the trailer park?"

"I don't know what I want. I don't want Daniel to grow up in a home like what we had. But I can't keep living here, away from the people we love. It's just weird. It's too big and I feel like I'm walking through someone else's home."

Daryl pulled me in for a hug, letting me cry into his shoulder. His fingers ran through my hair as he kissed my head sweetly. I just needed him to hold me tightly and never let go

"We can look for another place. Somewhere that feels like home. And we can take our time because this place, even if its not home, its safe and clean. We can find a place you want to call home without running away from something. But Jo, no matter where we end up, Daniel will never grow up the same way we did. Because it doesn't matter if we live on the street or in a mansion, he will be so loved and protected. I promise."

He kissed me passionately, his hands roaming my hair as I kissed him back

When we pulled away, daryl leant his forehead against mine. "Me and Daniel are so lucky to have you in our lives," I whispered

"I'm the lucky one."

"I'm sorry for taking my problems out on you these past couple of weeks."

"Hey, I'm your boyfriend. They're our problems, not just yours. I want you to be happy, always, Jody. I love you."

"I love you too."

When we finished dinner, me and daryl went into the living room and put some music on, opening the wine

"You're gonna make me dance, aren't you?" He asked with a groan

I reached and grabbed his hand, pulling him up. "You know you want to."

"I hate dancing," he complained as his hands held onto my hips and we swayed to the music, one of my hands on his shoulder, the other holding a glass of wine

"But you're so good at it."

"I have two left feet," he joked

"And both of those left feet are good at dancing. Come on. Daniel isn't here so we can have loud music on and we can drink. Let's make the most of it," I told him as he laughed, our foreheads touching as our hips swayed side by side. His touch lingered on my skin and I just wanted to kiss him. I wanted him all. But not here. Not like this. My first time with daryl had to be perfect. And this apartment was far from it.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered to me

"And you're so handsome. I want to spend the rest of my life with you," I told him

As daryl watched me twirl and spin around, he took a seat, a smile on his face. He just sat and watched, unable to take his eyes off me. Through the loudness of the music, he said something

"What?"

He said it again but I couldn't hear

Daryl laughed and stood up. He walked closer to me and held me tightly. He put his lips next to my ear and began to whisper, "marry me."

I looked up at him in shock and quickly ran to turn the music down

"Oh my god," I said to myself as I stopped the record

Daryl came up behind me and grabbed my hand, spinning me to face him. The street lights shone yellow through our curtains and the streaks landed on his beautiful eyes. "Marry me," he said again.

I stood on the tip of my toes and kissed him softly. It was gentle and wet thanks to the tears on my face. When we pulled away, I noticed I wasn't the only one crying. "I'll marry you daryl."

He smiled through his tears and gently held my hips, swaying me in the living room as he kissed the top of my forehead. I was engaged to daryl dixon and we would spend the rest of our lives together, grow old in a home we could call our own. I just knew that this was it. This was my fairytale