ALONE TOGETHER (Daryl Dixon) ¤{ R E W R I T I N G }¤

chapter 20

Jordans P.O.V.
3 months later
After I showed everyone my home, I saw that Katy wasn't there, but some of my supplies were missing. Some of the guns and medical supplies that I showed her how to use, along with most of the food and water and one of the pictures from on the wall were all missing.

My Katy is safe, I  know it.

I sat in the car with a bloated Lori as everyone else was discussing our next move. Lori looked depressed-- probobly because rick shunned her.

My hand fiddled with the small, thick, piece of paper in my pocket.

I wish I knew where you were, Katy.

I sighed and stepped out of the car. I walked toward the others to hear the tail end of a coversation about what we are doing next. Appearantly, we are going to keep going in circles.

I frowned at the others and nudged Daryl. He turned to me with his arms crossed and we made eye contact. With a single nod we were on our way to the woods.

"Hey Rick," he turned to look at me expectantly, "Daryl and I are gonna go hunt." He simply nodded with his permenant frown on his face.

Daryl and I walked into the woods, shoulder to shoulder. He would look at me every few minuets.

It kind of got annoying, so the next time he looks over, I muster my sass and say, "Take a picture. It will last longer."

I hear him growl at me and mumble something under his breath along the lines of, 'what a bitch' or, 'stop being such a bitch' either way, he called me a bitch.

I stopped and glared at him as he walked a few step before turning and raising a brow at me in confusion and irritation, "Hurry up, we ain't got all day."

We sat in silence, only glaring, for a few minuets. "What is your problem?" I growl with venom.

"My problem?!" Daryl asks exasperated. "Whats your problem!?"

"God! You're such a dick!" Im irritated by his constant mood swings, and when he seems to kind of like me, then he hates my guts.

"Bitch!"

"Ass monkey!"

"Fucktard!" He growled. As I was going to continue our banter, he stopped me. "Did you just call me an ass monkey?"

I scoff. "No, I called you a freakin' unicorn!"

This seems to piss him off even more, as he begins to rant about how I'm an 'annoying, privilaged bitch.'

Neither of us even noticed the rotting assholes coming toward us, until a fat, stubby walker launched into me. I let out a small scream as its jaw snapped at my face.

Its rotting skin was peeling off of his bald head. Its eyes turned a dull grey, from what seemed to be a dark brown, almost black color. And his teeth-- what he has left, at least-- neered my skin.

I tried reaching for my knife, but every time I would take my hand away from his shoulder, his face would neer mine, and I would see my life flash in my eyes.

As my arms began to give out under st stubby, fat walker. An arrow is shot through his head and  he is pulled off of me.

I look up to see wide, worried, Georgia blue eyes. "Are you okay!?" I looked around to see three other dead walkers besides the stubby one that attcked me, all dead on the ground with an arrow in their heads.

I nod slowly, with a long sigh.

He grabs my arms and rubs his large calloused hands over them, making sure I wasn't bit or scratched. Once he confirmed I was fine, he pulled ne inro a tight hug, to which I tensed up.

He pulled away, and looked into my eyes, " My problem is, that you make me feel different than others do. And I don't like this new emotion that my brain is giving me." He leaned in softly, our lips touching.

Is Daryl Freaking Dixon kissing me?

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AN
Yo! Sorry I haven't been here recently! Short chappie, but... ThEy FrEaKiNg KiSsEd!!! Yeah... so...

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