Left to Wander • • Daryl Dixon

Chapter Twelve

I sat in the field and starred at the tall wheat in front of me sitting alone. I sighed and I felt my head rest against my knees as I felt a frustrated groan escape my lips. I whimpered feeling my tears sting and threaten to spill over as I let out a shaky breath. I heard the crushing sound of breaking hay and I pulled out my gun pointing it straight at the person before me. Carl stared down at me scared as he held his hands up in surrender. I put my gun down and let out a sigh of pure frustration and full of distraught. I shook my head and hid my face from the 12 year old boy before me.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Carl." I said gently and I felt him sit beside me as he pat my back. I looked up surprised as my cheeks had gotten damp with my tears falling. His innocent blue eyes stared up at me and I watched him confused. I smiled weakly and I rubbed my eyes as I hugged the small boy gently, not wanting to hurt him more after his bullet wound. "You're so strong in such a fucked up world." I said gently and I pulled away smiling at him, ruffling his semi-long hair, messing it up a bit.

"Naya, it's okay to love someone. It's not bad. Maggie and Glenn love each other." Carl started and I was about to interrupt but he pushed me slightly. "No Naya, I'm sure you miss your brother, but Daryl misses his brother too and it's stupid you two keep fighting!" He said obviously getting frustrated from our quarrels and I quieted down. He got up and stomped off and I sighed softly. I looked back at the field and I noticed the hay rustling again as I sighed.

"I get it Carl just leave me be now." I said gently and I heard groaning. I immediately stiffened getting up quickly to get my gun. I pulled it out to shoot the walker who had replaced where Carl had stood, this time I pulled the trigger but a silent click came through and I gasped. Shit! why hadnt I reloaded earlier? I tossed my gun to the side and reached for my knife but found it no where on me. I back up as much as I could before falling onto the wheat behind me the walker falling onto me. I let out a scream and tried to push the heavy body off me but it kept snapping its' decaying jaw at me. I let out cries and screams as I felt like everything was in slow motion. I felt it getting closer and closer to my neck. This is it. It was over for me.

Before I knew it and arrowhead was uncomfortably close to my eyes as I shoved the walker off my body, backing up desperate and nervous. My tears streamed down my face and I shook furiously, covering my mouth horrified. I was just a lick away from death and I had basically given up. I slowly gazed up at the one who had saved me and standing there was Daryl Dixon, with his leather jacket. Yet again, my angel from above, or rather the fallen angel seeing as he's on earth. I sighed and looked at my knees as I hid my face horrified. "Thanks and I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have jumped on you like that." I apologized and I felt him nudge my shoulder and held out his hand. I clasped his hand in mine as I used it to help me get to my feet and I kept my gaze off his.

"Come on little Ram, look at me." He grumbled and pushed my chin up slightly as I finally made my gaze stare into his. "It's okay. Ya know, you're a smart gal, even if you act stupid." He teased and I felt my cheeks rise with a fire as I felt us pull closer and closer together before I felt his rough lips upon mine. My eyes had fluttered shut and my hands had gripped onto his jacket as my heart pounded like a drum in my ears. His lips fit on mine perfectly as my head swirled in the intoxifying idea of being able to spend time with this man. When I felt us pull away I heard the smallest giggle and I glanced over seeing Carl watching us.

I pushed Daryl away with embarrassment and I picked up my gun, tucking it into the back of my jeans. I hurried past Carl and I heard a fimiliar mans chuckle behind me as I walked to the home. "That embarrassed o' me huh?" Daryl teased and I rolled my eyes shoving him slightly with my elbow frustrated.

"Oh shut up stupid." I grumbled embarrassed and his chuckle made me smile shyly. I laugh softly along with him as we soon arrived at the house and muffled yelling and screaming could be heard. I felt my brows furrow and I walked in seeing Andrea and Lori sitting in the kitchen. The arguing coming from upstairs. "What's going on?" I asked rather puzzled as to what they could be getting so heated about.

"Beth tried to keep a knife. She was thinking bout suicide." Lori explained gently and I had a good idea that another argument was going to arise by the look Andrea gave Lori. I shook my head, scratching at the back of my hair and I took a seat on the couch in the living room hearing Daryl follow as he stood in the door way staring at me. His gaze held a heavy feeling and I looked up at him. "How can people fight over the stupidest things?" I questioned Daryl and he gave a small shrug of the shoulders.

"I dunno'. Why does it bother you so much?" He questioned and I scoffed slightly, amused by the fact he wasn't bothered in the slightest.

"This group is falling apart because of these petty disagreements! I wouldn't be surprised I'd one of us killed another." I grumbled and rubbed the back of my neck as I gazed away from his cool blue eyes. I wasn't able to sit and I stood starting to pace back and forth now, unable to stay still now. "I don't want to see anymore innocent people getting killed. Is that so much to ask?" I asked my voice rising and he came over, holding onto my arms tightly making me still my pacing. I calmed slightly and looked up at him. "Besides, what does this make us?" I questioned further and he suddenly pulled away and sighed himself.

"I don't know Naya. I've never had a relationship like this before. I guess I'm confused myself." The way he said my name gave me chills and I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. I walked up to the bedroom I had stayed in the night before and sat on the bed to think. How could he have never had a relationship before? And why was he even trying with me? It made no sense to me. I'm not sure it ever would. I felt my eyelids getting heavy in the warm embrace of the sunlight drifting through the windows I soon found myself falling asleep on top of the bed for a small rest in the middle of the day.