The Rhee's (Daryl Dixon Fan Fic)

Chapter 12:The Weight

In the morning, I woke up to someone shaking me. I shot up and looked to see that it was Daryl. I calmed my breathing and he said "get ready"

I nodded and got up. I checked my gun to see if it had rounds. Then I grabbed half of my arrows. Once I was ready and Rick was telling us the rules, Glenn leaned over and whispered "What happened to your arm?"

I sighed and said "I scratched it." I hated lying to him. It breaks my heart every time.

After I banged my arm, someone knocked on my bathroom door. I started panicking and yelled "one second." I ran the water in the sink praying to God that the blood wouldn't be noticeable. I turned off the sink and wiped my tears, then I opened the door.

There stood my 15 year old brother, Glenn. He looked at my arm then back to my eyes. I put on a fake smile and said "What do you need G?" He sighed and blurted out "Taylor, do you cut? Because you always have a bandage on and you are always crying"

I quickly responded "what no haha I don't cut. I cry because... Umm... I'm really a emotional person" He nodded and hugged me.

I sighed and got in my position. I was by Daryl, and our arms kept brushing each other. Every time they would do it, I felt a tingle. Daryl made a growl sound in the back if his throat.

I know that this is a short chapter... Sorry. I just felt bad for not updating... HERE YOU GO!!!!!