Mushaboom • Daryl Dixon

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Daryl

I was finally eating something for lunch (after cleaning up all morning) when I heard our knock. I smirked and jumped up from the couch only to hurt myself in the process.

 "Fuck." I took in a sharp breathe, holding onto my left ribs.

I ran into my room, threw on pants and wobbled over to the door. I smiled when I got the door open. I put my hand up to my forehead and squinted from the sun. Looking down at her, she looked happy to see me.. She looked cute today. 

"Hey." I said. I was in a good mood. My dad was gone, and seeing her here. Things were good. We were good. And I was waiting for her all day.

Rachel

He opened the door smiling. He was upbeat today. I could see it in his shoulders. They were light and relaxed, compared to how tense they were yesterday. 

"Hey" he said while his eyes were fighting the sun. 

"Hey."

He backed into the door, pushing it open to invite me in. I walked in and saw the tv on with food on the couch. His house was always a mess, but whenever it was just him home it was a bit more tidy then normal. He took pride in how he would keep it clean, but as soon as his dad would come home he'd trash it again.

"Shoulda been resting." I said while looking back to him. He shrugged, "I'm fine."

Daryl

She shook her head, "Will left?" 

I nodded, "Mhm. He's out for the weekend. Went with Jess and Buck.." I sat on the arm of the couch and begin to bite my nails.

"You didn't go?" 

I just shook my head. 

She came over and jumped onto the couch. Sitting upside down with her feet hanging over the back of it she looked up at me. "You gotta go see Carver tomorrow. I scored us 3 detentions." I huffed but she shushed me. "Hey! I saved you a suspension. Better be there, imma die if I have to go a whole day being a loner again."

I playfully rolled my eyes, "Mkay," I said through my fingers. "Wanna do somethin'?"

She nodded, "Sure, just gotta stop at home first. My parents wanted to talk and my mom said she'd have dinner starting, wants my help." I nodded and she added, "We can go out after."

"Kay. Imma wash up real quick." I slowly stood up and walked to my room. I grabbed a clean shirt and walked into the restroom. Washed my face carefully. The damn swelling on my eye went down some, but it still looked bad. The bruising on my lip and cheek wasn't any good. I was dreading the talk she had mentioned, I looked pretty bad and her parents wouldn't be okay with it. 

I brushed my teeth, changed my shirt and sighed as I took a last look at the mirror. I needed a haircut. I headed out and looked over to Rachel still in the same position on the couch. "Ya ready?" I asked.

"Mmhm!" She got up and looked at me. "You need a haircut" she mumbled as she made her way to the door.

When we got to her house her mom was already cooking in the kitchen. "Hey Dare." she spoke when she saw us come through the door. She smiled and continued cooking. Over on the other side of the counter Layla was in her booster chair coloring. "Hey Monica. Hi Layla.. Whatcha makin'?"