Stay With Me

Chapter 3

I woke up at the middle of the night. I heard some noisy things from the Fighting Room. Ooh. Maybe Iyameigh's still up there.

When I opened the doorknob, and I entered it, I heard it closed quickly. The lights turned on and I saw Sophia, Alexis and Xandra laughing. What are they planning on me. Shit. I forgot to bring my gun and crossbow. But I had brought my knife.

"You lil bitch." Xandra started.

After that, I just feel some punch on my cheeks. They are beating, hitting me up. I reached out for my knife on my right lower thigh but they Sophia quickly reached it out for herself.

"This isnt going to be really hurt okay?" She said as she forcing the knife to my hand. I yelped out of pain on my hands.

This time, they attached the knife on my left leg. It was really pain. I yelped.

"Daryl!!!!" I yelped out.

"Shut up!" Alexis snapped.

They let me out of that room, finally.

"Ooh! I almost forgot Khate, dont try to steal another from mine." Sophia added. I went back to my sleeping room, #22. Next to Daryl's room, #21.

I can really feel hot blood on my leg. I just ignored it. I just continued to walk to my room.

*night pass*

Eyes on me. Also Daryl. Daryl pushed me back to my room.

"What happened?!"

"They beated me up."

"The 3 girls?"

"Yep."

"Those bitche----"

"Daryl shut up. Stop it."

"Okay. If that is what ye want. But, you got too many wounds on your body. I will drive ye home." Daryl explains and I nodded. I reached for my phone and called Danica.

"Dan."

"Whut?."

"Daryl will drive me there. Dont make Sam come here."

"Why?"

"She'll cry if she sees me."

"Khate what the fuck happened?!"

"I am bea---"

"Shut up. I will only turn the loud speak call off."

"What?!"

"Ye can explain now. What happened?"

"They beaten me up and I had cuts and wounds on my body. I walked in a way of limping."

"What?! Fuck."

"Watch yer words."

"Daryl?!"

"Yep."

"DriveKhate here now."

"Open thegate. I am here for a while."

I ended the call up for Khate. She's peacefully sleeping now. Her leg is still bleeding.

The knife hit her too bad to cause her to pass out. Maybe she just took a sleep because she's tired. I pickes her up.

Daryl's POV

I picked her up and Danica told me the way to her own room..

"Just leave her there." Danica said.

"No. I'll stay here." I said.

"K." She said that and left is on the room.

I locked the door and opened the aircon. I grabbed her first aid kit and worked on her right upper thigh. I dont wanna take her pants down so, I just cutted her jeans. I stared at her again and I placed a cloth on her wound and sat beside her.

"No!!!!!" I heard she screamed.

"Khate! Khate! Wake up!" I said begging for her to wake up. Yeah. She brought herself up and I let her cry to my shirt.

"It's okay." I reassured her. She just cried. The next thing is, I just knew my lips is on her. Her shirt is at the floor, my hands at her waist, next is my lips to her neck. She moaned and turned around to face the wall. I placed my hand to her curve at her waist and played with it. I took my shirt off too since I were the once who take her shirt off.

"Daryl? What are y-you doin'?" She asked as she rubbs her eyes.

"Uhh.."

"Daryl!!!! Whwre is my shirt?!!!!!" She screamed but I quickly placed my lips onto her to make her quiet. Now, my body is on top of her. I am covering her, that is our position. Finally, she calm down already.

"Uhh." I started.

"What happened?!" She whisper-yelled.

"I... uhh... I... Uh... I was about to finish the cloth on yer leg.... I cant control it so,....... my lips onto you. I made my way on yer shirt and..... uhh... I took it..... I took it... uhh. I took it off." I babbled.

"Daryl. Put yer own shirt." She said putting her own. She stood up while limping and when she came back, she had a tequila on her hands.

"What's that for?" I asked... Truely, I was excited to drink that because uhhh.. I was uhhh... I was going to uhh. Try to......... get and uhh rape her..?

"We'll play." She said.

"What kind of game?"

"If I asked you something and you dont wanna answer it, you'll take a drink. One cup." She explains as she sets a cup ready.

"Okay. Me first." I said.

"What was yer past?" I asked. I will try to make her drink and drink untill she gets really drunk.

She didnt say anything and took the cul and drinked it.

"How about you? Uhm... uhh. Who is yer favorite girl?" She asked.

"You." I answered and I got an idea she'll not answer.

"Do you like Daryl Dixon?" Yeah. I am right she took the full cup and drinked it.

"Do you like Sophia?" She asked.

I grabbed the cup and drinked it.

"Do you wanna tell me how did ye get yer name?" I asked.. yeah. She still didnt answer. She still drinks it.

"Do you have a brother?"

"Yeah." I answered.

"What's his name?" She asked again.

"It's my turn. Where did you get that Hat?" I was talking about her sheriff hat.

She took a drink again.

"What's his name?"

"Merle Dixon." I answered.

"What is the name of yer parents?" I asked.

Yeah. She drinked again...

"Do you like a Crossbow Princess?" She asked smirking. Maybe she's pretty drunk now.

"Yep." I answered

"Why dont you like to answer?" I asked.

Yeah. She drinked again and she lays herself to her bed.

She looked at left to face the wall. I can see her waist because she didnt fix her shirt. I took my shirt off and layed myself down next to her.

I removed some of her hair at her back so if she turn to face me still sleeping, I'll see her pretty face.

She groaned.....

And turned to face me... She's still sleeping.

"This is my chance to ye baby. And my gift for not answering my question." I whispered as I get up... I lifted her slowly.