Bitten ( Daryl Dixon / The Walking Dead Fanfic )

Chapter 3

We were both taking in the view. There was quite a lot of space in front of the house. Hell, enough space for another two houses ! On the left was the barn in the original red shade with white lining, you could get a glimpse of the fruit and vegitable garden behind the barn and hear some of the animals rustling. I sighed and silently thanked god for this sanctuary.

I jumped when redneck macho (my new nickname for him which I'm quite pleased about ) asked "so where's ye group?" with his eyes on the house. I shrugged and said "it's just me." and started walking towards the house. I could hear footsteps behind me which made my heartbeat quicken, I was really not used to hearing anything but walker footsteps behind me.

As we stepped into the house I glanced at the clock, 8 it was ! "Daryl " redneck macho said, I looked at him with one eyebrow raised, the hell is 'Daryl'? does that mean thanks in another language ? hell, he seriously did need to thank me though ! "my name.. Daryl.. Daryl Dixon " he said as he stared at his boots. I couldn't help but want to laugh, and there I was thinking it was a foreign word ! I nodded avoiding to open my mouth fearing a laughing fit would take over.

I decided to walk into the kitchen and sat on the counter "there's 5 bedrooms each with an en suite bathroom, you may pick any except for the first one on your left as that's mine. I advice you to take a shower first and meet me in here for dinner " he nodded and murmered something that sounded like 'thanks' and walked towards the stairs which caused me to roll my eyes.

half an hour later I set up his dinner at the table and waited for him to come down, I wasn't that hungry and decided to just have a freshly made smoothie instead.

I turned my head towards the hallway as I heard heavy footsteps and saw a rather hot lookin redneck macho walking towards the kitchen "my my ain't you jus purty" I said in my best southern accent. He chuckled and sat at the dining table. "ain't you eatin ?" he asked realising there was a meal for one set out "I'm not that hungry" I shrugged and lifted my smoothie up. He nodded and carried on eating. I stared out of the kitchen window and smiled on the inside, I had spent over an hour with another person and not spooked them out as I thought I would due to my anti social personality. "s-so what's your name ?" I turned to look at him and saw him blush a little, well thats weird, macho rednecks don't blush. "Ariana" I smiled and looked out the window again.

"well that's a mighty fine name " he said as his chest touched my back. I jumped at the sudden touch and moved away "eh I'm a mighty fine person" I nervously replied, my hand slowly started reaching for my gun. "So uh what time are you planning on leaving tomorrow?" I asked in the most nonchalant way I could.

He looked down at me in shock and then took a stepped back and scoffed, "first thing in tha mornin'" he replied flatly and walked off before I could ask him if he wanted to take some supply / food with him.

well done Ariana ya spooked him off,I sighed as I watched him stomp up the stairs.