*~*Cheristy's POV*~*
Carl and I sat down on a couch in the living room, which was practically deserted other then Judith who was playing in her crib.
"So hotshot, what do you wanna talk about?" I said tauntingly as I laced my fingers together.
He shifted in his seat and said,"So how's your life been?"
I gave him a look saying 'really' as I tilted my head to one side and furrowed my eyebrows.
He chuckled nervously and sighed.
"Well I'll spare you the gory details of my so called backstory. I have literally spent all of the time gone either searching for you guys, hunting, or raiding buildings. Then I would literally set traps for anything all around whatever place I was staying at."
He nodded and asked,"So why didn't you know it was us when we found you?"
"excuse me! You found me?! Ha! I was the one to shoot first! And ok I'm sorry but everyone looks really different! You have long hair, your father has a beard, my dad looks like he came out of red dawn, and half the people that were in the group previously are gone! So that young grimes is why I didn't recognize the group when I found you."
I crossed my arms, knowing dang well that I looked pouty but why in the world would i have cared. He laughed a bit before I punched him playfully in the arm.
Then the awkward happened as We went to stand up but both tripped over a toy(I personally believed Judith had put it there for this bee reason).
We fell over with him landing on top of me, I blushed profusely.
"Well um this is a tad bit awkward,heh.." I trailed off before, CARL FRICKING DANG MOTHER... Grimes kissed me.
I shoved him off of me and exclaimed,"What the actual hell?!"
People came running into the room from every opening to see the commotion.
"What's wrong?" Glenn asked as I shot yo for the floor and stumbled back.
"Nothing other then the fact that cake did something that I didn't want so I got a little flustered."
Rick looked at Carl suspiciousness creeped all over his bearded face. He made a come here motion and a blushing Carl walked to him out into the hallway.
Michone gave a smirk and my dad chuckled as he asked,"Kissed you didn't he?"
I nodded my head and crossed my arms over my chest,"Yep."
"He's been taking about you since the day we found you, thinks you're bad ass yet sweet and beautiful." Glenn said as if he were Shakespeare.
I laughed and said,"Ha! Me badass? Beautiful? He needs his head on straight!"
Glenn looked shocked and stated,"Cheristy did e your like the queen of badassness! Like holy shit you don't even know."
I smiled, liking my new title. I didn't think it was fitting but everyone else agreed it was perfect.
The day went about quietly as I avoided Carl at all costs, sure he was sweet and somewhat cute but being in love apocalypse seemed like suicide. I could barley take care of myself mentally and physically, I couldn't be so attached to someone or else I'd end up dead. The only person in that cabin that I would choose over myself was my father. He'd use the save and continue strongly in honor, it's just what we Dixons do.
The window seat greeted me again as it looked outside into the night. The Stars shines brightly looking like a five yet olds art project as the randomly splattered the dark sky.
I looked at myself in the reflection. My Amber eyes stared back at me as I took in how much I had changed since the start of the apocalypse. First of all my hair was choppy and pulled back into a ponytail, where as when I was younger I refused for anyone to even offer me a hair tie. My small lips were chapped and looked scarred in some places. My face had thinned out creating the famous Dixon cheek bones thus I owned.
I looked like a new person, felt like it too. I was no longer the timid little girl who would scream whenever a walker came near. No loner would I hide behind my father when he shielded me from fights Rick and Shane would have. I was no longer the innocent little Cheristy that use to long to one day hold a crossbow. No longer were my hands clean form blood, I had killed. I was no longer surviving I was a survivor in my own rights. And if anyone tried taking away that, they'd end up dead.
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Dixon #3
Fiksi PenggemarCheristy Dixon. Daughter of Daryl Dixon. Surviving the apocalypse with a two rules,"I ain't nobody's bitch." and,"Keep an eye on the line that marks deadly and safe." But after she's been left behind she never regains trust for others, or does she.