Runaway Home - The Walking Dead, Fan-fiction (soon to be 3rd & final edit!)

Chapter 7: Fatal Attraction

The next day Amber ran into Tara who was suffering from a Hang-over. "Hey howz ya head?" Amber grinned.

"Not bad, last night is a lil fuzzy.." bending down to greet Ku who promptly licked her face "I didn't embarrass myself did I?"

"No" They continued walking "your kinda cute when your drunk..."

Tara smiling blushed, "Thanks I think lol" Gesturing to the bow in Ambers hand "you out on patrol?"

"No I was gunna get some practice, You wanna come?"

"yeah sure, can you teach me ho to use that?"

"Have you never used one before?"

"Nope, looks like fun though" The two girls headed to the supply room found some rope and a wooden board. Amber marked out a safe zone with the rope, positioning the board against the fence & painted on a target. Amber then began to instruct Tara on how to hold the bow and arrow. Tara's first attempt to shoot the arrow just flopped to the floor. After about 10 minuets she at least managed to hit the board, although the arrow did bounce straight off.

Amber stood closer to her, repositioned Tara's arms holding her hands and moving them with her own "your suppose to Hit the target, she not teach you that yet?" Daryl scoffed with out thinking as he looked over at the two of them looking pretty cosy, something which annoyed him.

"It take's a lot of practice..." & skill she thought "It's a lot easier to point and shoot a gun, or a Crossbow!" she added mockingly.

"Oh Yeah..? would like to see you try!" Daryl yelled walking off in strop What the hell is wrong with you.. why should I care she's getting friendly with someone, none-a ma damn business..

"What crawled up his ass?" Tara frowned

"One of my Arrows" Amber smirked, making Tara double up slightly with laughter. They both carried on practising, by the end of the day Tara managed to at least hit the board and not have the arrow bounce off.

Amber spent a fair amount of time with Tara over the next few days, they enjoyed each other company. She found her easy to open up to not that she did very much, but she found it easy to hold a conversation with her or just sit together in silence. Amber didn't know what to think of her as thou, it wasn't clear to her how she felt. She liked her a-lot, & thought she was pretty cute. She's not my usual type Amber found herself thinking, my usual type? Do I even have a Type? she frowned a lil "Are you all right?" Snapping out of her daze she realised she'd been staring at Tara a bit more than the social norm.

"uh, I'm fine ...why?" Amber tried to act like she hadn't notice what she'd been doing.

"You, where, just a bit spaced out there for a minuet."

"Oh, sorry I was thinking bout er food.." She sighed holding her tummy "I'm Starving, gunna go grab some food I'll see ya later!" Nice recovery dumb-dumb, hope she didn't notice Amber sighed in relief as she walked off in the pretence of getting food.

Amber walked past Aaron's hearing him tinkering around in the garage, she poked her head round the door "Hey, what you up to..?"

"Oh hey, um I was meaning to come find you. I've got a new part for your engine, there you be able to get it to start working now with this piece."

"It's a 2 person job, you got time to give me a hand with it?" She asked knowing exactly what the answer would be. Aaron's been pretty busy out on scavenging runs for Engine and Holly.

"Sorry, maybe another day... Or, you could ask Daryl! I'm sure he won't mind" Amber sighed, Aaron stop what he was doing and looked at her "Look, he won't bite. Just play nice.." Aaron smiled and carried on. Amber walked off quietly without another word, giving Aaron her 'Yeah Right' expression as she closed the door.