An Arrow Dipped in Ink

Chapter 3

Rayne woke up the before the sun came up. She couldn't sleep, she was haunted with dreams about her family and friends being eaten alive and turning into those things. She was sweating even though it was kinda cold out. She closed the car door quietly so that she didn't wake anyone up. She saw Dale on top of the RV so she whistled to him.

He turned around looking with his gun raised and then saw it was Rayne, “Oh good morning my dear, you scared me. What are you doing up so early?”

“I don't think walkers can whistle but I'm sorry for scaring you. I can't sleep anymore, to many bad dreams. I think I might go and try to catch us something to eat.”

“You cant go alone! Please bring someone with you. What about your boyfriend, Daryl, is it?”

“Ha, yeah right, he ain't my boyfriend, Dale. I got lost and ended up on his front lawn. He did save my life though. I won't go alone old man I promise.”

She took off back toward her car. She was watching the ground but when she looked up there was a redneck sitting on her car. He looked like he just rolled out of bed. She stopped in her tracks for a moment then continued to walk toward him.

He was holding her bow in his hands, “Ya know how ta use this thing or what woman?”

“Yeah, actually I do, redneck, why you asking?”

“Wha' I tell ya 'bout callin' me that!”

“Shhh, damn it Daryl, people are still fucking sleeping. I'll stop calling you a redneck, when you stop calling me woman.”

“Whatever, look I'm going hunting. You can come with but ya best not slow me down or scare away my kill.”

“Now your talking my language Daryl. When we going?”

“Now, ya ready?”

“Hell yeah!”

They went out hunting with each other every morning for over a week. People were starting to settle down at camp. There was Lori and her son Carl. He was a cute kid, always asking about her tattoos. Him and Sophia were always hanging around each other. Sophia's parents were Carol and Ed. Ed was a real scum bag. Rayne always saw him sitting around on his fat ass while Carol was doing all the work. Then there was Jim, Jacqui and Glenn. Glenn was a short Asian kid, he was really sweet but talked too much for her liking. There was Dale who owned the RV. He was a nice old man who picked up Andrea and Amy, sisters, along the way. Morales and his family, their kids were very sweet but they didn't talk much. Then there was Shane, She didn't like him much. He had a creepy way about him that made her uncomfortable. She stayed away from him as much as possible. Plus he was a cop and she didn't do very well with the police.

Rayne would spend her days in the woods hunting with Daryl and her nights around a small fire with the Dixon boys. They would share bar stories, then Merle would be a pig and tell her that he wanted to make her scream his name. She would roll her eyes and tell him to fuck off. They all had a lot in common even more than the boys knew of. She would show them scars from bar fights and they would show theirs to her. Rayne and Merle got along better than she ever thought. Yes, he was high all the time and a sexist pig but if you push all that aside he reminded her of her family back home.

It was early dawn again and Daryl tapped on her car window. He opened up the car door when she didn't get up. He noticed that she her blanket was wrapped around her upper body, which let her lower half hanging out. She was wearing tiny black shorts that her nice round ass was hanging out of. He tilted his head to the side to get a better look but only for a minute. He shook her leg and this time she stirred but still didn't wake up. He didn't wanna yell at her so he crawled into the car over top of her.