Angel

Chapter Sixteen: Daryl

This has been one crazy morning. It's been an emotional roller coaster, and usually, I'm not that way. Waking up and finding Angel crying, scared me. Had I done something to her? Was she changing her mind about us? I was finally part of an "us." and it was fuckin' fantastic. Was that about to end before it ever really got started?

I get her to tell me what was wrong and I am speechless. Never did I expect her to say me what she did. How can the passionate woman that I have in my bed be a victim of a brutal gang rape? How can she still want to be with me? I don't understand that, but she does. And I guess that's all that counts.

Anger is something that I am very familiar with. I've spent most of my life being angry. Angry at my family, angry at the world, and even angry at me because I couldn't fit in anywhere. Now the world is dying because some sort of virus or some shit like that isn't letting the dead actually die. And believe it or not, now is when I had finally found people that I fit in with. People that needed me and trusted me. I wasn't the angry asshole I had been. Now it only comes back in spurts – at the Governor, at those people eating fucks from Terminus, and at the cop for shooting Beth and killing an innocent girl.

Then came Negan and I was back to being angry all the time. He ruined all of our lives. First, he killed Abraham and Glenn, not to mention the others that died at his or by other Saviors. He tortured me, but that was different. I deserved that. Now, he's burned down Alexandria, and I don't know if any of the others made it out alive. I lost everyone that had ever mattered to me. I never thought I could hate anyone more than him.

I was wrong.

Those motherfucking pricks that raped my Angel were going to die. How men can do that to any woman, I don't understand. It doesn't matter that I didn't know her back then, it just matters that they hurt her. If I ever found them, I would kill them slow and painfully. That is after Angel sliced off their dicks. My girl has a vicious streak that I admire.

I tried to keep my rage under control. First, I didn't want to hear about her being with another guy. Sure we both have histories, but that don't mean I want to know about another guy that she messed around with. But to find out that he took advantage of her, and he and his buddies raped her over and over again for hours made me want to kill. I kill when I have to, not because I want to. These guys, especially this Jason, will die at my hand when I find him. I want to kill them.

I don't think Angel knows how fuckin' furious this made me. I let some of my anger out on her by being extremely rough with her when we just fucked. At one point I thought I was too hard, but she was as into it as I was. We both ended up coming harder than I ever expected possible. I had never seen a woman shake like Angel did. And when I came, I thought was going to explode. It was that crazy.

We've long recovered, and I'm out hunting for dinner. The sun is high in the sky again, and the rain is gone. The ground is still wet as I make my way through the woods looking for game. My head should be concentrating on tracking, but I had all this stuff from this morning running through it. It was a lot to process. A hell of a lot.

There's a light rumble in the underbrush, and I stop to see what it is. I'm still...barely breathing. Then a good size rabbit hops out with his nose twitching as he smells the air. Next thing he has a bolt through his neck and I have dinner to bring home. And as I made my way back, I snag a second rabbit that we can eat the next day. The meat won't last longer than that.

I gut them in the woods, leaving the entrails for another animal to enjoy and head back to Angel. About thirty minutes later I make it home to our clearing. I whistle so that she knows it's me. When I step out of the woods, I see her standing in the doorway. Her hair's back in a long dark braid that's hanging over her right shoulder. Just in jeans and a t-shirt, she still is the best looking woman I've ever seen. And she's mine.