Daryl Dixon: A Beautiful Disaster (SEQUEL)

Chapter 7: Check Up

Daryl's P.O.V

"How far out this town of his we goin' too?" I ask him after the three of us get into the truck we arrived in.

He starts the engine and drives through the dirt "bout a day and a half drive." He shrugs staring out the window.

Rosita sits in the cramped back seat and I'm in the passenger seat. She eyes me as I look to her and just keep to ourselves unless he talks to us first. "So, you two hook up?" Clint asks after a few hours or bad cassette tape after a bad cassette tape play in our ears.

"Me? Hook up with him?" Rosita puffs out a chuckle. I eye her strangely. I'm not offended or anything just curious why it's funny. "Sorry. Just not my type." She tells me staring directly at me.

I look away, feeling uncomfortable but respond back "yew ain't mine either."

"alright, alright. Calm down" Clint comments "can fix all that tension between you two later." I roll my eyes as I stare out the window. The tension isn't between us, it's with him but if he wants to think it's that, I'll let him. "whatta say I let one of you drive so I can get some shut eye?" He looks over to me and then in the rear view mirror at Rosita.

I shrug "sure" and he pulls the truck over. We all get out and switch. After a while, it appears he is asleep and Rosita tries to talk with me "so, how mad do you think everyone is?" She asks lowly.

I glare at her for a moment, not taking my eyes off the road for too long. I already know you can't do that much these days, might run into a heard or somethin' "probably pissed." I comment. I give her a little head shake, trying to tell her to not talk about it. I don't know if he truly is sleeping or not but I don't care to spill everythin' we planned cause we think he is.

She shrugs "sorry just tryna make conversation" and looks out the window. Eventually I reach the road I was told to stop at and wake him so we do just that. We switch back to our old spots and he has us put burlap bags on over our heads again "still with this shit?" Rosita grumbles as she puts it over her head.

"Not my rules, and I ain't bout to break em for you two."  He tells us.

"So they his rules?" I ask, trying to get information on this guy. I don't even know what to call him but their leader. Sounds like a pathetic low life and I wont refer to him as my leader, at least not yet. "How this guy get so much power anyway?" I push on "you seem pretty capable yerself to run a place."

He scoffs "I'll let him be the one to tell that story.." I feel the truck turn "and he took me in off the streets to start the community, I wouldn't wanna lead one. To much political bullshit."

"Doesn't seem that political to me." Rosita comments from the back seat.

"She got a point" I add on agreeing.

"You two ain't seen anything yet. The shit he's capable of, you'll be glad to be on the right side of the fence here." He explains.

Shannon's P.O.V

The next day the same man from the day before returns to fetch me "where are we going now?" I ask as he unchains me.

"Boss should be back soon, gotta get everyone prepped for his arrival and that includes you sweetheart." He walks with his hand on my elbow. As we begin walking people start to notice and point. I don't know who they are but they disgust me either way for even living in a place like this. I notice the walk is the same as the first time I was here and know I'm going to be checked out by the doctor.

Once seated on the chair, Kyle leaves and locks me in. There is nothing in there besides the chair. They are too smart to leave things in here people could use as weapons. Minutes pass silently before the door is unlocked and the same women from last time walks in to check on me. She looks older now, as in tired "Hello again Shay." She tries and smiles softly.

"Mmmhm" I snub back to her, not caring to make small talk. I'm glad she looks old and haggered now, she deserves it for being a part of this place. "Here to make sure I'm as good as new." I say in a mocking cheerful way.

"It appears so. You know, I was hoping I wouldn't see you again." She says having me lay back and put my legs up in the sternums.

"oh?" I ask as I do so. I know better then to fight. She'd just have some guys come in and hold me down. It's awkward enough having someone exam you down there, yet alone strange men holding you down while they do. She puts gloves on and begins her exam.

"I'm sorry they scarred you." She comments afterwards, removing her gloves and tossing them to the side.

"At least they won't have to do it again." I mumble sitting back up and crossing my legs at the ankles.

She goes to leave but stops before her hand touches the handle "if you want, I can tell them you aren't a virgin anymore. Take your chances with what they may do with you?" She looks at me with pity in her eyes.

"Why would I want that?" I ask, anger building inside. She shouldn't pity me, I should pity her for living the life she lives.

"Just thought you'd like a chance at life here." She returns.

"As if the leader would let me live a life here after running off." I explain back to her.

She shrugs "maybe. I think Clint was more pissed then he was. It's been awhile since then, he's gotten on without you just fine Shay."

"No. I'm not going to change myself and lie just for a chance to be violated by someone else. You all can live with the dark shit you've chosen to do to people here." I argue to her my reasons.

"Suit yourself. Go ahead and get dressed. They'll be back in a few to get you." And just like that, she's gone again. I redress myself and soon as I'm done the man comes back in and brings me back to the barn. I hear the cries of another women as we walk inside and I do my best to ignore it.

The day goes by slowly, winter getting closer as the temperature drops heavily when the sun begins to set. "Are you, are you the new girl?" A voice finally echoes lowly through the night.

No one else has come in since I've arrived so I assume she's talking to me "not really new but yah, that's me" I say back staring into darkness.

"I'm Lisa, the virgin now." She returns to me.

"I'm sorry" I say, trying to feel bad. I know what's going to happen to her. It's what will happen to me next time another virgin comes here. "Wish I could say more" I offer on.

"I'm sorry for you as well," she returns.

"How long have you been here?" I ask her, trying now to figure out where her voice is coming from.

"Give or take 6-7 months. I guess its been a slow season." She sniffles "I've been waiting for my replacement, didn't think they'd ever find you."

"You know about me?" I ask, worried to hear that.

"A little, I was hoping you'd never come back here. I think he would've kept me if you didn't."

"Wish that was the case then.. I'm Shannon." I say.

"Nice to meet you I suppose. Want some words of advice?" She asks me.

"Not right now. Right now I just want to sleep." I return and close my eyes, resting my head against the hard wall hoping for just a little bit of shut-eye.