BROKEN

Chapter 25 - Lauren

I went over to the hooks where we hung the keys. "This will unlock the other cabin. Who wants it?" Michonne grabbed the keys out of my hand as she ran out the door with Tara on her heels. I think they were looking forward to that hot shower. Abraham and Sasha followed behind them. They had been a couple since just before Alexandria fell. Rosita hadn't handled the breakup with Abraham well and left to follow another group. Maggie and Glenn slowly followed everyone out. Glenn was still mumbling, "Daryl...Lauren?" and Maggie just grinned at me on the way out.

Carol, Rick, and Carl headed the stairs to find their rooms. "Carol, yours is the first on the right and Rick you guys are the second on the right. We may have a crib in the storage room for Judith. I know my mom got one when the cousins came a few years back. Remind me to look."

"You got it, Lauren," he called back to me.

Daryl and I were the last two to head upstairs. This time we went into my parents' room as my old room now belonged to Carol. This was now ours, a place where we could start building our new relationship together. The minute I stepped into the bedroom memories began to overwhelm me. I looked around seeing my mom and dad everywhere, from the jewelry box on the dresser to my dad's slippers by the closet. I really, really missed them. I knew I was never going to be able to share Daryl with them, nor would they finally see me truly happy. The tears just started to fall down my cheeks.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Daryl asked me concerned. He had no idea what was going on inside my head. "Talk to me." He pulled me into his arms.

"I'm sorry...it's just that this was my parent's room...and ...I'll never see them again," I whimpered crying into his shirt.

"I know you loved your family. I'm so sorry Lauren. Do you want to take the other room, Carol can be here?" he suggested.

"No, this room is bigger, and there are two of us. I'll be ...okay, it was just a bit overwhelming seeing their stuff." I looked up at him with tear streaked eyes. "Would you help me put away their things? I want to make this our room."

"Yeah, sure I will. Do you want to start now or later?"

"Since we don't have a lot of stuff between us, maybe if you just empty this dresser of the clothes and toss them in the closet, I'll clear their personal items from around the room and put them there too. That's all we need to do for now. Thank you, Daryl." I kissed him to show my gratitude.

"No need to thank me. Whatever you need, I do." He pulled me into another deep hug. "Hey, the sooner we get this done, then maybe we can have some free time for..." he left the sentence unfinished, but the sexy grin he had on his face told me what he had in mind.

I laughed at him. I started gathering items off the dresser, side tables and anywhere else I saw their stuff. I found an empty box in their walk-in closet and put everything there. Now was not the time for me to go through everything to see what I wanted to keep. Daryl on the other hand quickly cleaned out all of the drawers in one big bundle and literally dumped everything on the closet floor. He turned and gave me a big smile.

"Babe..." I started. "I know what you have in mind, but we can't. Everyone will know."

"Come 'ere," he said softly.

"Daryl...No. Not now we aren't," I tried to tell him. He slowly advanced to me with a very determined look on his face. I started to back up away from trying not to laugh until the bed hit the back of my legs and I fell backward onto it. "We don't have the time," I reminded him.

A slow smile spread across his face. "Just where I wanted you."

I was back peddling to the top of the bed as I was being stalked by Daryl. He looked like a dangerous cat on the prowl, and I was lunch. He was on top of me in an instant, and I easily surrendered. I had no willpower where he was concerned, none what so ever.

He kissed me roughly, and I didn't mind. We didn't have a lot of time, so the air was heavy with our frenzied lust. We broke apart quickly trying to get our pants off as swiftly as we could. I could see Daryl was already hard and his erection popped free as he started to lower his pants. Just then we heard a knock at the door. "Lauren, do you have a minute," Carol called out.

I said, Yes," at the same time Daryl said,"No!"

"Oh... Um... I'll come back or come on down the kitchen when you are ready." I heard Carol start to laugh.

"Damn it, Daryl," I said pushing him aside,"I told you we didn't have time. God, I am so embarrassed." I wasn't mad at him. How could I be? I'm struggling to get my pants back on, and all he is doing is smirking at me from the bed. God, I love that grin. "What are you laughing about?" I try to stop myself from smiling but I can't.

"You being flustered."

"We haven't been back in this house for 15 minutes, and we already get caught fooling around. Now I have to go face Carol. C'mon you might as well get the same ribbing I'm gonna get. Let's go." I look at him wondering why he isn't getting up off the bed. "Daryl ...c'mon."

He looks at me still with that smirk of his, then down at his still hard erection and back at me. "I need a few minutes. Meet you downstairs."

"Ahh...poor Daryl," I laughed at him. I walked over and gave him a deep kiss, but also grabbed his hard cock. I gave it several good strokes and could feel it grow even more in my hands. Smiling, I let him go and took a step back from the bed. "Bye Babe. See ya downstairs." I walked out of the room closing the door behind me.

I heard him shout out, "Bitch!" and I burst out laughing. Rick was at the top of the stairs about to go down.

"Did he just call you a bitch," he asked astonished.

"He did, but Rick...I deserved it," I laughed my way down to see Carol. Rick shook his head in confusion. I knew he thought I was crazy...yeah, I am...crazy in love with Daryl Dixon.