He's Your Child,Dixon(Daryl Dixon Love Story)

Chapter 2

Daryl grabbed his crossbow and threw it on his shoulder. Rick walked over to him. He arched his eyebrows in confusion. "Where are you going?" Daryl took a minute to respond back. "I'm going to get my brother back." He smirked then glanced at me. "I'm going,too." Rick volunteered. "Me too." T-dog stood up. "I-I was the one who dropped the key on the drain. I should also go." I sighed before saying. "I'll go,too." Daryl looked at me. "You ain't comin'."













I stood up and wrapped my Katana around my shoulder. "Who are you to tell me what or what not to do?" I questioned and walked over to the van until I felt him grab my arm. Which cause me to face him. I crossed my arms. Waiting for him to argue with me. "Stay here. Look after your son. He needs you here." Shockingly,he was concern and calm. I shrugged his hands off my arm.













"It's MY decision." I said with a bit of anger tone. Harley was glaring at Daryl. Seeming he was still mad about the grab earlier. I walked over to Harley,giving him a kiss on the top of his head. "I'll be back." I mumbled. He looked up at me. "You promise?" I smiled and nodded slowly. "I promise,baby." Then,started to walk towards the van.













I sat heavily on the corner of the van and settled my Katana on my lap. I needed to rest my head on the wall of the van. Just in time,Daryl,T-dog and Glenn got in. A sigh escape my lips before looking at Daryl who was staring at me intently before sitting heavily beside me. "You seem so mad at me." He started. I didn't bother to respond back. Keeping my hands over at my face,rubbing it.













A few more minutes later,Rick got in and started the engine. It was a shaky ride. To be honest. I needed someone to hold on but I held the floor of the van instead of holding onto Daryl. "Who's son is Harley?" He spoke once again. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "That asshole just disappeared. Not knowing I was pregnant. I didn't know where he went. But I handled my son well." He smirked. "Real asshole." He mumbled. Yeah,he says to himself that.













After that the whole ride was silent.













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The van stopped. Seeming we have arrived. All of us exchanged looks. I stood up and got down first. I slid my Katana off its cover and searched if any walkers were coming. Nothing. I gave them a signal of 'coast is clear'.













Daryl was walking beside of me. We were following the others. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. Looks like he has a tear escape from his eye. He wiped it away fast enough for someone to see. I felt bad for the redneck.