Bitten ( Daryl Dixon / The Walking Dead Fanfic )

Chapter 24- Part 2. Ava's P.O.V

"Sit." He commanded as he walked behind the desk and sat on a big important lookin' black leather chair. I reluctantly followed his orders and slumped on the less valuable and comfortable chair. The room was dimly lit but that was a good thing seeing as I was tired as fuck. I hadnt really taken a good look of the room at first but as he fiddled with some papers I quickly took a quick glance of the room. The walls were dark green but you could hardly see them as most of it was covered by the many book shelves surrounding the room. This room is probably his 'study room' or perhaps office. As there were neatly placed books all around the room and his desk was filled with even more books.and papers.

Although, the wall behind Dastan was bare, well except for a massive map of the state that had thick glass protecting it.

"You do know I was bullshitting about the whole 'one to one meeting to make sure we can trust you' thing right?" Dastan smiled in a cocky manner as he broke my focus on the map, obviously proud of his lie.  I smirked then nodded once, honestly too tired to speak.

I guess I had made it pretty obvious as he stood up then walked towards me and held his hand out to me. I stared at him in confusion, what does he want now ?

"You need sleep love" I couldn't help but smile a little at his British accent, it reminded me so much of Ariana. Which wasnt a good thing because it made me trust him more than I should as I took his hand and stood up. His lips quickly formed a side smirk as he escorted me out the room.

"Shutup" I muttered at him whilst I secretly surveyed the corridors. The walls were bright white, not what I expected, I looked around for guards and to my dismay I spotted 2 stationed outside his office and quite a few walking up and down the hallway.

"I didn't say anything!" Dastan dramatically stated and slightly budged me "Plus you should be nicer to me. I am offering you a warm bed instead of that horrible cell" he pointed out as he motioned two guards to open two huge doors. 

They swiftly pulled the doors open and a massive room, lit with spot lights which brightened the place, way to waste electricity. The walls like the corridors were white as were the furniture and shiny tiled floor but the curtains , carpet, bed sheets + pillows, chairs etc. were a dark shade of blue. 

"You're only doing it to piss my cousins off" I murmured, taken aback abit . He didn't reply (obviously because I was right) but instead slithered his arm around my waist and gently pulled me into the room towards the bed then motioned me to sit on the bed. I stared at the bed for a second, it looked so soft and comfortable, way better than I've ever slept in even before shit hit the fan!

I quickly sat down and pressed the mattress with my hands, ugh pure heaven.

"I'll get you something to change into" I heard Dastan murmur more to himself as he walked into what seemed to be a walk-in closet. I nodded happily anyways, I know what you're thinking, that I should feel guilty because everyone's probably worried sick about me in that hell hole whilst I'm in a 5 star worthy room. Well that's Ava for y'all, its hard to care when you're sitting on this godly bed!

"Um I hope this will do" a hesitant voice snapped me out of my thoughts, I looked up to see Dastan holding out a grey oversized t-shirt and hipster boxers. I took them from him and gave a small nod before walking into where he came from to change. "You can change out here if you want" he called out just before I closed the door. I rolled my eyes at the thought of him practically grinning ear to ear and feeling satisfied with his little remark.

Next morning -

"Oh my god did she like die in her sleep?" a barely audible voice asked.

"I swear it has nothing to do with me!" another more masculin voice replied in a louder tone. A voice that I had heard quite abit last night.

My eyes fluttered as I tried to wake up and I heard someone sigh in relief as I opened my eyes. I slowly moved the pillow that was for some reason placed on top of my head and looked up to see a gleeful Ariana and a smirking Dastan.

"Good morning love!" she beamed and clapped her hands in awe. I smiled back wondering if I had perhaps woken up from a coma in which I dreamt of this crazy zombieland kinda dream.

Ariana tucked a strand of her seriously long curly black hair behind her ears and sat on the bed as she smiled with her dimples more visible than ever. She was wearing a dark blue shirt and had painted her nails in the same shade which were accompanied by a diamond ring in her right middle finger. She also had a very expensive lookin diamond necklace on that pretty much covered most of her neck.

Oh and don't get me started on Dastan! He seemed to have put extra effort on too as he wore a dark blue and white tux and had his hair in a sort side quif thingy. Yeah overall they seemed like flawless models and I seemed like Oliver twist next to them.

"You guys do know the world went to shit right?" I asked warily as I eyed them both.

"Well not our world." Dastan replied as he walked towards the mirror and played with his already perfect hair. Jheeze, did I say that ?

"Ava come on, thyre going to have a  meeting  in about an hour about what to do with the group. So let's keep our fingers crossed!" She pressed on, snapping me out my faze. I groaned dramatically and stuffed my head into the pillow. "But I'm in love with this bed" I moaned causing Dastan to let out a chuckle.

"Yeah well you can keep it if you get up" he nonchalantly replied, hah little did he know that I was going to hold him at that.

Slowly I got up and made my way to the walk in closet, not really looking forward to this meeting. Ariana may be very optimistic but I just have a bad feeling about it all.