Life In Seconds | Daryl Dixion ✓

Chapter 3

Daryl's P.O.V.
I couldn't believe what Carl was doing, trying to impress a girl aye. I never own up to anyone pushing me around. Bri thinking she's boss. Whatever, I didn't nessisarly make a promise to keep her alive. The stench of walkers were getting worse, and worse. I'm glad that Bri has the diffrent weapons on her though so I know she's not in trouble. I want her to experience everyone. She hasn't even met all of them yet.

"Right?" Michonne says.

"Sorry, wasn't listening." I say starting to climb a tree.

"Never mind." Michonne says sighing.

I start to climb up a thick Oak tree near the RV. I sit on a thick sturdy branch just to make sure its stable.

"Come on, chatch up with me." I yell down to Michonne.

"Sorry!" She says climbing.

She finally gets up to me.

"You seem that you have a lot on your mind." She says.

"Yep, I do and probably confused, twisted thoughts.

" I see, it's not anything that's getting rid of someone is it?" She asks.

"No, not yet at least." I say laughing.

"So, I was talking to Bri today and she was amazing, coolest person you would ever meet." She says.

"I know, she's sweet." I say barrying my thoughts.

"We should go head back to Bri & Carl." I say.

"Okay." She says sliding down the tree.

Bri's P.O.V.
Did I just do that? Was that a mistake? I made out with Carl. OMG what the hell will Daryl think? Will he tell him? I don't know!

"Wow, that was so awesome. Thank you for putting up with me." He said.

"Anytime, let me know if you need anything okay?" I say.

"We should probably head back to Michonne and Daryl."
I say.

"Yeah, lets head back. Also, the kiss is our little secret." He says winking.

I couldn't tell you how much relief I had after I heard that.
I let Carl climb down the tree first and then I follow. The air got colder and thiner. I shiver thinking how cold it is in September.
I lead the way, so Carl doesn't get lost. I know the woods better than him. In the distance I see Daryl and Michonne. Carl and I walk faster to get to them. We soon meet. Daryl looks more pale than a ghost! He was freezing. He was wearing a red and black flannel with denim sides, it was a mustle tank.

"You need a jacket Daryl?" I ask.

"Yes, if you have an extra one." He says.

I run back to the RV trying to find my extra sweatshirt. I had only packed a few clothes so, it shouldn't be that hard to find.
I finally found it, It was in my backpack. I walk outside holding dead horse meat in my hands. I throw the sweatshirt at Daryl.
I grab the lighter and start a fire from last night's smoke.

"Come on, lets eat!" I yell.

They all walk over taking a seat on the stump. I give them each a chunk of horse meat. Everyone quickly takes a bite.

"Thank you for the food." Carl says.

"No problem I couldn't let you guys be in that neighborhood. You guys can also sleep here tonight." I insist.

It's quiet. The branches sway across our heads. The cool Autumn breeze whistles. The fire perfectly lights up our faces in warmth.

"Bri and I are going to search for some more water." Daryl says volunteering me.

I get out of the warmth and head to the cold dark woods.

"I know, you don't need water I literally just filled it up." I say crossing my arms.

He walks near a tree and expects me to follow.

"Do you know what's wrong with Carl?" He says protectively.

"No, not at all. He was okay when I was with him." I say. That was a lie.

"He's just quiet, what did you do?" Daryl says getting closer to me.

"We were walking around and we climbed a tree and we were looking for supplies left around." I say. Another, lie great.

"Good." Daryl says starting to walk away.

I am so sick, of this. I need to get it out.

"Daryl, wait." I say.

"What?" He says turning around.

I take a deep breath.

"I- like you." I say sighing.

He stares at me for a second. My heart beats repeatedly thumping.
He starts running up to me. I'm expected to get hit, but he doesn't. He picks me up and kisses me. Of course I kiss him back. Footsteps follow our shadows, with wood chips flying behind. It was an outline, of a cowboy hat. I knew who it was. Carl.

"Guys?" Carl says hurt.

Daryl puts me down.

"How's the water? Sorry for bothering." Carl says running away.

What was I supposed to do? Like I expected he would kiss me? Do I run after him? Will Daryl do it?

"What just happened?" I say.

"Carl, is upset that we kissed I guess." He respondes.

"Were is he gonna go?" I ask.

"Anywhere but, here." He says.

"Let me handle it." I say running away.

I run chasing after the direction Carl was running. I knew where he was going. The tree were we made out.

I stop running and slowly pan the area. I hear Carl murmuring in frustration. He's sitting on a higher branch carving into a tree.
.
"Carl, can I come up there?" I ask.

"Go away." He says.

I climb up there and Carl glares at me.

"You just go in the woods and make out with Daryl!?" He yells.

"Look, you have every right to be upset. I didn't expect Daryl to kiss me like that, or kiss me at all." I say.

"I just thought, you liked me I guess." He says shrugging his shoulders.

"Sorry, Again I'm older than you." I say.

"Yeah, I guess your right." He says perking up.

I take Carl's hand and we jump down. I let go of his hand. My eyes attract to the warm smokey fire. Daryl gives me a stare of "we need to talk after this" look. I gently lead Carl back to the fire. I calmly sit next to Daryl. The fire all relaxs us. No one talks. Just silence. Fire crackles and smoke fulfills our hot faces. We just stare at the ombrè blue to the golden orange.

"We need to go some where else." Michonne says.

"We do, this place won't be safe tonight." I say agreed to the statement.

Daryl is silent for once. Doesn't speak. Just quiet.

I get up and grab the rest of my clothes, food & weapons. I nod my head and start walking. I knew there was going to be a change. And not a good one.