The Only Way He Knows Pre-Apocolyptic (Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 3

This chapter is not spell or gramma checked so apologies for any mistakes.

1 week later at the Diner.

"Will that be it?" I asked taking down the order.

"Well that depends can I get a slice of you?" The man chuckled licking his lips.

"You couldn't afford it."

The men just laughed and I took the orders I had back to the kitchen and then headed to the staff room as now my shift was over thank god I hate being in this slutty dress with men constantly trying to touch me and making disgusting remarks.

"Hey sweet cheeks." A man who goes by the name of Don smirked as I came out from behind the counter.

"Excuse me?" I asked looking him up and down.

"Where's your little pink dress? I like your thighs maybe I can spread em for yah?"

"Get lost Donny." I sighed exiting the diner.

Sometimes I think being a waitress at a diner is basically a free porno for these men. The dresses are stupidly short and shows our cleavage its not the kind of impression I wish to give out about myself.

"Dammit." Dean cursed standing outside the autos hop.

"What's wrong Dean?" I asked approaching him.

"Damn dixon came by to pick up some parts but left the last box I ain't got no way of getting to him I got the shop to look after."

"I can take em to him of you want?"

"Your are doll Sam, thank yah you just saved my ass." He smiled passing me the box.

"Anything else yah need give me a shout."

I set the box down in the passengers side seat of my truck and went around to the drivers side and jumped in started the car and headed towards the Dixons house which was basically at the edge of town in a wooden shack.

Pulling up in the driveway I see Daryl's truck parked up I didn't really want to Intrude but I didn't get an answer from knocking on the door so I ventured around the back to see Merle and Daryl arguing and then Merle throwing punches.

"Merle!" I yelled running towards them and putting myself in front of Daryl.

"Well well If I ain't Samantha Daley." Merle smirked devilishly.

"Are you okay?" I asked Daryl gently touching his face.

"Leave me be!" He snapped pushing my hands away,

"Awh c'mon baby brother who wouldn't want Samantha's pretty hands all over them." Merle chuckled running his hand down my thigh.

"Dixon." I growled swatting him away.

"Awh c'mon sugar tits its only Merle."

"What the hell was that?"

"Ain't none of your damn business is what." Merle replied wiping the blood on his hands on his jeans.

"You hit him!" I snapped, "Look at his face Merle! Since when did you turn into your pops!"

"Don't yah dare talk about my pops!" Merle yelled pinning me to the wall by my throat.

"What? Don't like being compared to him? Truth hurts don't it Merle." I spat.

"Who do yah think you are? Coming back here like nothing happened, your nothing but a dirty slut." Merle laughed

"Merle enough." Daryl mumbled wiping the blood from his busted lip.

"Go play with your dolls darylina."