Walker bait. (Daryl Dixon love story)

Walker bait.

Chapter one.

I ran. I ran as fast I ever did. My goal? The department store a couple blocks ahead. Closer. Closer. Finally there it is.

I got there and climbed up the ladder to the top where some people where arguing. They froze when they saw me and I said as I drew my gun " Listen I don't want no trouble. If this is y'all's camp I'm out!"

"Who the hell are you?" a tall good looking man yelled. Damn he was fine. He was in some police uniform or some shit. Hell if I know.

" My name is Nicole. Do y'all have a group or is this it? I've been in my own since shit hit the fan."

A petite blond awnsered me "ya we have a bigger group what is it to you?".

To that an older guy awnsered her " Oh shut up Andrea let her stay she has a nice rack and decent ass".

"Who the hell are you people?" I demanded. This time the sheriff guy responded "I'm Rick Grimes. The guy in the base ball hat is Glenn, the blond is Andrea, the guy handcuffed to the pipe is Merle and the guy next to him is T-dog." I stared at them for awhile trying to decide if I should stay or bolt. I decided that they didn't seem like crazy dick heads.

We went down through the store and I stopes to grab some cloths. Rick then said " we don't have time" and pointed to the glass front doors that we're starting to crack. "Oh shit" I mumbled. We ran down to the basement to see the rest of the group gathers around a walkers body. So apparently the plan was for Rick and Glenn to cover themselves with walker insides go get a truck so we can make a great escape. Maybe I'm wrong about them being crazy.

The Numnut's got the truck and we made our escape. Glen took a sexy ass red sports car with the alarm going off to draw away the walkers. The ride was silent until T-dog spoke up and said "So Nicole where are you from?" To my reply was " I'm from Alabama what'd a bout you?"

"I'm from DC. I made it down here when shit went bad. I had some family In Atlanta but uh. Ya know.." he said. I looked down at the floor. 'Cause the same thing happened to me. I fucking hate this damn world. Good people aren't making it and shitty ones are.

My thoughts were interrupted by T-dog tryin to talk to me again "How old are ya? You look kinda young but I'm not sure" I started giggling to that because everyone said that! "how old do I look?" T-dog stared at me trying to figure my age out. He finally said "23?" "Nope a little higher" I was still giggling. "25?" I was still laughing and I wasn't sure why any more. "Yup!"

Our ride continued in silence when we finally got to the camp. Everyone stared at me like a piece of fresh meat.

A/n

What did you guys think???? The main female character Nicole is based off of one of my best friends Nicole miller. I love her even if she is a brick :). Let me know your feedback please.