Chapter 13

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Rick goes over by Carl and liess down. Daryl puts out the fire some and takes me farthest away from everyone. He takes out some thin blankets from a bag and lays one down.

"Get comfy" Daryl tells me

"Don't use your stuff of me, I'll be alright"

"There's nowhere else to sleep, we gotta share" He looks away from me slightly

"But..."

"Ya ain't stayin' by Eugene and Abraham, just lay down" He commands in a nice way, looking into my eyes

"Fine" I sigh and hang my crossbow off of a hook and sit on the blanket

Daryl smiles and throws the blanket on my head. I put the blanket on my lap as he lays his crossbow next to the 'bed.' He sits next to me and kicks off his boots. I do the same, I don't need them right now, do I? He takes the blanket and covers both of us.

"What ya sleep sittin' up?" Daryl asks smiling

"No, do you?" I smile back at him a bit

"Never met someone who did"

He wraps his arm around my waist and lies us down. It was a bit uncomfortable but I went with it, trying not to squirm.

"Night Dodger" He whispers into my ear, sending chills down my spine

"Good night Daryl" I smile and turn on my side, my back to him

Daryl pulls me close leaving his arm around me and gently kisses my neck, making me shiver. He quietly chuckles and I smack his hand.

"Get some sleep this time"

"If ya don't keep me up" I smile

"I won't" He kisses my injured cheek gently

I woke up to the sound of his soft snores and the sun on my face. I turn to face him, trying not to wake him. As I turn over, Carol is sitting across the way, staring at me. Completely ignoring her, I gently push Daryl's bangs out of his face. Before I knew it, Carol was pulling me up out of bed and dragged me outside.

"What the fuck are you doin'!?" I scream at Carol

"He's mine" She says to me angrily, shoving me against a tree

"Daryl started it not me" I try to shove her off of me, but she somehow manages to come back at me.

"That's what they all say" Carol screams at me, punching me square in the face. My face again, why?

I opened my eyes, I was sitting at the base of a tree, Rick holding Carol back. Trying to come back to my senses, I try to stand up only to be stopped.

"Don't move" Daryl says

I look to my left to see him at my side.

"No matter how fucked up your face is, it's still beautiful..." He tells me sweetly, cleaning my face

"Daryl... what happened..." I can't remember what happened exactly

"Carol ripped you out of bed with me, took you out here, started yellin' and punched ya in the face a few times before Rick and I came out to see what was goin' on"

"Why'd she do that" I ask, pulling my hair out of my face

"She's just jealous that ya mine and she ain't" As those words roll off his tongue, he takes hold on my chin and kisses me sweetly

This weird feeling fills my body. I block out Carol who is flipping out in the distance. I kissed him back, I couldn't say no.

Daryl slowly breaks away, smiling. I couldn't help but smile too, but I was limited since my face was all beat up. That kiss was something else...

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up" Daryl says helping me up

I smile and nod, he takes my hand and leads me back inside the shed thing. When we walk in, everyone is staring. He picks me up and sits me on the workbench. Pulling out a clean rag and some alcohol, he gently cleans my face and treats my black eye.

"Don't worry, I won't smack my head like you did" I tease

"That hurt" Daryl shakes his head and tucks my hair behind my ear

"I've done worse, and had many fists and crossbow butts to my face" I tease him again

He rolls his eyes and leans against the bench next to me. A man approaches us, he was about Daryl's height but wider and had a mullet?

"Excuse me miss, who are you?" The mullet man asks

"Eugene, Rick will call a meeting when he comes back in. Then everyone will know who she is" Daryl says

"Okay..." 'Eugene' says, going back to the rest of the people

"Now you stay away from him ya hear me?" Daryl whispers to me

I nod, and Rick comes in with a more calm, human like Carol. He comes over to me, makes sure I'm alright and takes me to the center of the shack, Daryl at my side.



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