Criminal Hunter | Daryl Dixon ✔ (Complete)

Chapter 6 | Dixon

The drive was mostly silent before I looked out the back window and saw a motorbike, the black handle bars brought back memories of me riding my boyfriends bike before he got in an accident and died. I didn't find out  about it a week after he died as my father hated him and never told me when he got a phone call, I wondered why he was so happy that week but when my friend told me about him I cried so much and confronted my father about it which resulted in beatings every night for the next month before I got took away by Rick.

"Is that a Harley?" I asked him, he looked at me and answers 'yes' and looked back onto the road with his arm sticking out the open window. "Cool, my ex had one before he crashed it. It was really fun - and you don't give a shit what I'm saying do you?" I told him, sitting back into my seat, listening to the dry tires drive along the gravel

"When do I ever?" He said . I laughed at his comment and he looked at me weird, wondering why I was laughing at such a random thing "wha' you laughing at?" He asked me, switching from the road to me ever so often

"It just seems like you have a comeback for everything" I told him, looking back at him. A small smirk played on his lips as he looked back into the road.

We didn't talk at all after that. Daryl got sick of the silence and put a CD in the radio and music blared out the stereo, I put on hand in my ear and used my other hand to turn it down. "Jesus Daryl, trying to make be deaf?" I shouted at him taking my hands off my ears. I heard a small chuckle escape his lips as I looked at him and narrowed my eyes. "You think that's funny do ya?" I asked him and he just nodded, still chuckling. I giggled a little too as I thought it was funny but we stopped when we saw the RV in front of us slow down to a stop.

"What's happened?" I asked Daryl as he pulled the breaks

"I think it's Jim" he told me, opening the door to get out. I did the same

"What happened to Jim?" I questioned walking beside him to the parked RV

"He got bit" he answered and chapping on the RV door. Rick walked out with Jim, he looked so sick. His head was sweating like crazy and he looked weak. They walked over to the side of the road where he sat propped up against a tree, Rick talked to him before he walked away telling us to say our goodbyes.

I didn't know Jim that well but I made an effort to say bye to him. I walked upto him and squatted so I was eyelevel with him. "Aura, we've never really talked. Have we?" He chuckled as his eyes closed slowly "I know it's not my place to say this, but don't listen to what others say. Only do what you think is right, even if that means breaking from the group" he told me, I didn't really know what he was talking about but I nodded along anyway "and keep that boy of yours safe" i raised an eyebrow confused at his words

"my boy?" I asked him

"Daryl, keep him safe" was his last words before Rick shouted at me to come back to him. I jogged back to hear rick and Daryl talking about the car situation and something about spare gas.

"Where's Aura gonna go then if you take the bike?" Rick asked when I stood next to him

"Sit on the back." Daryl answered, taking the motorcycle off the back of the truck. "If she's okay with it?" He said looking at me

"Yeah, of course" I answered, waiting for him to get on the bike.

He sat on the seat and waited for me to get on the back. I sat there, too awkward to wrap my arms around him

"You gotta hold on if you don't wanna die" he told me, his voice sounded fusstrated. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and rested my head on his shoulder, looking onto the road in front. He sped up so he was at the front of the line, leading the group through the empty roads

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Criminal Hunter | Daryl Dixon

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