terrible things (a Daryl Dixon love story) [Daryl Dixon fan-fic]

Chapter 23

“Who is it Darylina?” Merle asked from behind me.

“I think it’s Chuck… Remember the asshole who bullied Katy and I at school?” I replied.

“Oh the dickbag… ya think it’s definitely him? How sure are ya?”

“I’m so sure that I would bet my crossbow on it.”

“Wow… so what should we do?”

“Find him and get ‘er back.” I said in a tone that was like “Are you stupid?”

Merle nodded and John looked between us and I could see he was wanting to ask a question so I raised my eyebrow to tell him tell me.

“Why don’t you call the police.” Because he will put her life in danger if we involve the police was what I was going to say but then Merle and I looked at each other.

“Rick.” I said the same time he said “Shane.” We took our phones out of our pockets and dialled Rick in my case, Shane in Merle’s case.

“Rick yer gonna kill me.”

He laughed and said, “I doubt it… why do you say that?”

“Can ye come down ta the bar in town? We are in an alleyway away from there. It’s Katy…”

“Why can’t she stay out of trouble?” he said with a slight chuckle at the end of his sentence.

“She didn’t plan on this one.” I replied.

“I’m on my way… LORI I HAVE AN EMERGENCY CALL, BE BACK SOON HONEY!” he yelled to his wife. I hung up on him and he soon arrived with Shane in the car.

They both got out the car and walked to us. “Okay, what happened?” Rick asked us. I didn’t say anything and gave him the note. “She isn’t in trouble… well she is but whatever. Dixons come find us. Especially seeing as the darling girlfriend is worried of a “Gang bang”.   Anonymous.” Rick read out loud. He looked up to me, “So what happened before this?”

“Well, we had a bit of an argument and I got out the car and walked ta the bar before I entered the bar I saw her walking ta the bar, so I went inside. She would be with us sooner or later. After twenty minutes I kept looking ta the door hoping she’d come through because she doesn’t just run off after a small argument like tha’, she will show up ta keep me sane. Ye know?” Rick nodded.

“It does seem odd for her to not show up. Then what happened?”

“I called Merle, asked him ta drive ‘ere, see if he sees ‘er on the way. he brought one of ‘er shoes and then we came ‘ere and saw the note spiked on this shoe.” I pointed to the one on the floor.

“Alright.” Rick said as he rubbed his temple. “Any idea who it could be?”

“Yea! Chuck… Chuck Bass.”

“What’s their past?”

“He nearly raped her in the bar bathroom and got in a fight in the bar.”

“You’ll obviously be working with us on this case.” Rick said to Merle and I, we nodded in response.

“Good lead is within forty-eight hours Rick, we best get to work.” Shane said.

We stalked around the alleyway with flashlights and looked every inch of the alley.

“Get the swabs Shane from the car!” Rick commanded his partner. I went over to him and left Merle to look in my spot.

“What is it?”

Blood. Look at this pattern.” He said pointing to the blood sputter on the wall, “This pattern suggest a punch to the mouth or nose and when they hit the blood flew out of their mouth. But this one.” He pointed to the floor. “This is the self-defence blood splutter so I’m thinking a lot of scratching in one area and then the drops of blood don’t stop look.” Rick said and shone the light further down the alleyway. “But my question is why it was so effortless for them up until this point?”