Bitten ( Daryl Dixon / The Walking Dead Fanfic )

Chapter 15

I snapped out of my dreamless sleep as soon as the light hit the window. I closed my eyes for a brief moment wondering what it was like to actually have dreams when you sleep. I sighed knowing it was useless and dragged myself out of bed, doing it quite slowly knowing this was the last night I would be given the luxury. I started getting dressed as I heard soft murmuring from behind my door. Who the hell was awake at this time?  

I put on the white vest, dark green skinny jeans and dark green hoodie Beth had given last night and unzipped my backpack. inside I found a few water bottles, cereals bars, a first aid kit, ammo and a spare hunting knife. Got to admit I gathered quite the survival kit through the chaos of Rick and them tryna convince me not to go out tracking today.

How could they expect me not to ? Maggie was right after all, this is all my fault, I've got to set things right.  

Let's be honest here, I am a freakin awesome tracker. This should be easy.... I hope.

I threw the backpack on my back and stepped out the room to see Daryl and Ava sitting across from eachother at the table. They instantly stopped talking (Ok since when did they talk?!) and looked at me. Feeling like I intruded on them I quickly gave a brief smile and started walking towards the door.

I noticed from the corner of my eye that they had gotten up and were following. Ah hell nah ! I turned around quickly and was now between them and the door.

"Where you two off to eh?" I asked. Daryl scoffed and adjusted his crossbow on his shoulder whilst Ava stared at me in confusion. "Tracking, with you." She replied firmly.

"Mhmm.. yeah no that's not happening. Y'all went out yesterday, it's my tu-" "Tha hell is wrong with ya ? Ya can't manage out der on ya own " Daryl cut me off in an annoyed tone. "I've managed just fine so far ! Who else has taken bullets and been bit twice but managed to stand infront of ya just dandy !" I snapped back, I hated how narrow minded he could be when it came to women !

"He didn't mean it like that" Ava almost murmured. Okay what the hell ? Usually she would be smirking her ass off and now she's defending him ! I really need to know what happened between them two but that'll have to wait.

"Whatever, y'all went yesterday so I'm going today " and with that I turned around and walked out towards the spot everyone was gathered last night.

As I entered the forest I heard heavy footsteps behind me. God ! Does that redneck ever give up ? I turned ready to basically bite his head off but instead crashed into a hard chest. I took a step back to see that it was actually Shane. "I'm not leaving so don't even try" He stated before I could say anything. I simply nodded and turned back around. There may be a chance that Glenn could be injured and with my shoulder injuries it would be hard to escort him back.

For an hour I simply followed Ava and Daryl's trail knowing that they were on Glenn's now non-existent trail. I could hear Shane's breathing getting heavy and turned to face him. I had actually forgotten he was here.

"You wanna take a break?" I asked as he leaned on a tree. He slowly smiled as his big brown eyes trailed up and down my body and gave a nod. I rolled my eyes and turned around, The leaves on the trees had all turned an amber colour and the cold wind slowly swayed them. I closed my eyes as the wind softly blew my hair back.

I felt a pair of hands gently grab my waist from behind and a muscular chest press against my back. Their hot breath warmed the side of my neck which allowed my body to loosen up as I leaned back. For that moment I forgot about why I was out here, hell, I forgot about the whole damn apocalypse. My mind had completely shut down, I didn't even know or care who it was that was now leaving open kisses on my neck and jaw line . I felt the hands on my waist turn me and I was now staring at their chest. My eyes were blank as I stared at the grey t-shirt, a hand held my chin and tilted my head up. Before I could look at their face, their lips crashed on to mine and were gently kissing me. Almost on instinct I started kissing back feeling a smile form on their lips at my urgency.

Their tongue passionately entered my mouth as the clockwork in my head started working again. I could feel their hands pressing me closer against him.

Something in my head started screaming all of a sudden, like I was doing something that I will regret later, 'It's not him! It's not him!' it kept repeating. My eyes snapped opened and my hands that were on his chest started pushing away.

I broke the kiss and looked up to see Shane's confused face, for some reason my heart sunk. Like I was with the wrong guy, but if he was the wrong guy then who was the right one ? He pulled me back with force and crashed his lips back on mine. My heart started racing as I tried to pull away but it was no use. After struggling for quite a while I had lost whatever energy and simply gave up as his tongue traced the inside of my mouth. One of his hands was on my back under my vest whilst the other was groping my ass.

"Woah" a weak voice let out from behind.

Shane's grip loosened instantly as I turned to see a bloodly and weak Glenn leaning against the tree a few yards away staring at us.