Him (TWD//Merle//)

Chapter 2

"Dixon huh?" I question.

"Born 'n raised," he shot back.

"By any chance," I grimaced from the question about to slip from my lips, "are related to Daryl Dixon?"

He paused and got real quiet. A look of disbelief flashed across his features, before he masked it with a blank stare.

"You know my baby brutha sugar?"

I contemplated telling him the truth.

Don't lie to him Amy. If I remember Daryl Dixon correctly, I'd say his temper is lit on a very short fuse. I think it's safe to bet money that it's hereditary.

Looking into Merle's Georgia blue eyes, i couldn't be anything but truthful.

"Yeah, yeah i know him. He worked at my daddy's shop a while ago. He was a friend, a good friend," I thought back on the memory of my old friend fondly.

This seemed to make something click in that tiny brain of his. His eyes widened, "Ah shit, yur old man Spencer's little gurl, aint ya!" He exclaimed.

"Shit darlin'," he whistled and looked me up and down, "you've turned into one helluva women havent ya?"

BAM

My attention is stolen from Merle, and is now focused on the door that just slammed open from the top of the stairwell.

"DIXIN!!" A blonde women shouted, "You're drawing in every geek from the city towards us dumbass!"

Merles face morphed into a whirl of rage.

"Who the hell do ya think ya are women? You can't come yellin at me all high n mighty, " he hollers.

"Oh fuc-" The woman starts but doesn't have time to finish her insult before she's interupted.

"Who's she?" An Asian boy, around 20 years old im guessing, questions.

"Oh... hi," I manage to squeak out. "I'm Amy. Im uh new, i guess you could say."

"No shit," Merle mutters

Fucken Dixon.

A/N

Just a filler chapter. I didnt think anyone would actually read this story lol but i wanna thank you for reading so far! Ill step up my game in the next few days and get a couple better written chapters up.
-christyy💖