Daryl's Point of View
I can't believe I called her a somethin.' And I don't think that's all we are. When she's here, I get this funny feelin.' It's more than I can express with words, and I ain't no real mushy guy, so I wasn't 'bout to tell her I love her. Never been in love, so how am I supposed to know what that feels like. Maybe that funny feelin' is doubt, or heck, I don't know. If only I could see her, then I could apologize, maybe even tell her we are more than somethin.' As I walk around the trailer park lookin' for Alex, I hear this moaning. The hell, I thought to myself, are these dumb@$$&$ seriously boning in the middle of the damn apocalypse. I started to walk away, thinkin' it was none of my business to know who's f&@$&@' who 'round here. But, then I heard a familiar voice say something, 'though I couldn't quite catch what they said.
They spoke again, this time yelling, "You don't understand!" Alex? I opened the door as quick as I possibly could, only to be greeted by the picture of Alex under that scumbag, Luke. I had enough of this c$&$. She ran away from me, only to f$&$ the next guy she saw. Slamming the door on my way out, I exited angrier than I've ever been.
Alex's Point of View
He'd seen me. He'd seen Luke. He'd seen us. At that moment, I'd never regretted a decision more in my life. Just seeing the look on his face, seeing the pure disgust and anger, made my stomach churn. Luke, on the other hand, just seemed confused. Daryl and I hadn't told anyone, so it's not like he could've known. I yanked the covers off the bed to cover my body, hurriedly grabbed by clothes that were scattered across the room, and tried not to look at Luke who laid naked on the bed. Slipping on my worn jeans and t-shirt, I quickly apologized to him saying, "Yeah, I'm sorry... But I, I gotta go."
He folded his arms behind his head and replied nonchalantly, "It's all cool. I'll see you around, okay?" Wow, he really has no idea what is going on here. Going as quick as I can, I lace up my boots, but am momentarily stopped by two arms slithering their way around my waist. Then, little kisses greet my neck. I try to think little of it, although I can't get the feeling of butterflies out of my stomach. I know it's probably from desperation and the lack of affection I see from Daryl. Surely, it can't be love, right? He stops, and I take this as my moment to leave and find that redneck. I swing the door open to the trailer. The door hinges creaked slightly, which didn't help to mask the words Luke had said to me. "I won't forget your beautiful face, Alexis, nor would I mistreat you like some people. I'd remember to tell you I love you all day, every day, and for the rest of my life."
He'd called me by my full name, delivering a certain sense of sentiment. When I first met him, he seemed like a total sleeze-ball. Now, I seem to be conflicted. "See you later, Luke." With that goodbye, I sprinted out the door in time to see Daryl turn a corner. I followed behind, making sure there was a good fifteen feet in between us. Clouds above stated their presence by blowing winds that shook the almost bare tree limbs. I stopped for a second to look at the scene above me. It appeared as though a storm was brewing, and it was coming soon.
Another corner was turned, bringing the both of us to the playground where we shared our first kiss. I wish I could return back to that moment. Never would I forget the innocence of the moment, the way his lips on mine made my heart flutter. But, there was little time to reminisce as the sky started to rumble and flashes of light escaped the ominous clouds. There, leaning against the leg of the swing set, was Daryl. His shoulders drooped along with his head, waning towards the ground. Although I couldn't tell from this angle, I would bet his face was plastered with morose features. What have I done. I'm a monster. My fingers itched and I seethed with anger, anger directed towards myself and my selfish actions. For my mistakes, I deserved a slap to the face, something to chastise me for being so dramatic. This could wait for later, however, because I needed to set my priorities straight. I needed to talk to Daryl.
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My Redneck Savior || D. D.
FanfictionI couldn't comprehend what had happened, I didn't have time. It became all about survival and I had to start thinking about more important things, the things that would keep me alive. Truth be told, it's all I thought about. I never had he chance to...
