“Da hell ya are Merle.” Daryl knew how horrible Merle treated women and even as much of a pain in the ass this gal was. He wasn't about to let Merle get his hands on her. Besides maybe she really did want to get to him and not Merle for a change.
“Aw hell Jim's out there stumbling around all fucked up again.” said Merle.
Daryl looked out the window again to see one of Merle's scum bag friends walking around. Daryl walked outside toward Rayne. But as he got closer he could hear Jim groaning and snarling toward Rayne. He had blood all over his mouth, it was dripping down the front of him. He noticed the right side of his face had been ripped clean off. He felt panic welling up inside him but he pushed it away. Dixon boys weren't afraid of nothing.
He came up behind Rayne and grabbed the back of her arm, “Walk real slow with me back to tha house. There sumthing aint right with him.”
As Daryl started to pull her back the bloodied and crazed Jim lunged at her. He was snapping at her trying to bite her.
“Oh fuck” ,she screamed as Daryl picked her up in his arm and headed toward the trailer. Merle came outside and blasted Jim in the gut with his rifle. Jim stopped and looked up at Merle and tried to go after him. Merle blew his head clean off and he finally hit the ground.
“What the fuck was what!? That mother fucker tried to fucking bite me!” Rayne was scared out of her mind.
“Calm down doll face. Daryl saved your sweet ass.” Merle told her.
She looked over her shoulder into Daryl's eyes. He looked at her but then quickly looked away. He also realized that he still had his hands wrapped around her waist holding her close to him. She blushed and pulled away from him. She was messing with her hair out of nervous habit. Merle smiled an evil smile at Daryl then turned away to walk back inside.
Daryl turned to Rayne, “Ya comin' or not woman?”
“Don't call me woman, redneck, I have a fucking name ya know.” She pointed her finger at him.
“So do I, so quit calling me redneck!”
Once again he got in her face. So close that she felt his breath on her lips. The longer he stayed there the more labored their breathing became. She spoke softly to him again but this time there was a hint of lust. “Are you trying to tease me cuz I think it might be working.”
He pulled back, kind of surprised but her statement. He rolled his eyes at her, “If I was trin' ta tease ya, you would know it. Now git your ass in da house.”
“Now that would be an interesting sight if I do say so myself.”
Daryl just shook his head and followed her into the house. Merle turned on the TV and everyone was talking about the infection. People were in a panic and headed to Atlanta for safety. The infection was spreading like wild fire all over the east coast.
Daryl asked, “What do ya think Merle? Should we head to Atlanta too?”
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An Arrow Dipped in Ink
FanfictionThis is the story of Rayne, a beautiful gothic artist. She ended up on the Dixon Boys front lawn when the world went to hell is a hand basket. Will she be able to break down that hard exterior that is Daryl Dixon and find out who he really is?