Angel

Chapter Twenty-Five: Angel

Yesterday was another wild day in the lives of Daryl and Angel. See, he even had me calling myself Angel now. I will admit when we hit those two converging herds things got quite a bit scary. But I knew Daryl would get us out of it. I trusted him completely.

And he did.

We've been hiding out in this apartment since yesterday afternoon waiting for the walkers to move on. Since there was nothing to do, we did what we do best...have sex. It was kind of a turn on with a dead thing in the other room. Yes, I am a bit weird. Daryl is slowing finding that out. Can't have him know all of my secrets right off the bat.

One thing he has learned really quickly is how much I love it when he goes down on me. For a guy that never did that before, he as has become an expert in such a short time. I finally had to beg him to stop as I just couldn't take anymore. I was coming over and over again, and he never stopped.

My big bad energizer bunny.

He had taken such good care of me, without coming at all himself. That's why when he sat back, I straddled him immediately and rode him like there was no tomorrow. As long as Daryl was getting it up, we were getting it on.

The room was hot and stuffy to begin with. We didn't help that at all. By the time we deemed it safe to leave, the room smelled of a dead body, sweat, and sex. It was really pretty gross by the end, but we did have fun.

Together we searched the apartment for anything we could take back with us. There was absolutely no food. It was a good thing I had thrown a package of jerky and two water bottles in the backpack. Otherwise, we'd be hungrier than we already were.

We took candles, matches, a can opener and a cute little cat carving that I liked. That earned me a raise of the eyebrows from Daryl, but he didn't say anything.

"What do you think?" I asked him. We both were looking out the front windows at the parking lot and street beyond. It seemed like the herd had moved on.

"Looks good. What about we check the rest of these apartments before we head out?" he asked.

"Are we bailing on the convenience store?" I did have my heart set on some more chocolate.

Daryl shook his head yes. "We still a have ways to go, and we had to waste yesterday. Maybe another time. We still got shit to do to make the house safer for us. We can scavenge our way back."

I knew he was right, but I hated giving up that chocolate. The more time it took us to get back to that store, the bigger chance that someone else would find it. Today, just wasn't that day. "Let's do it."

We snuck as quietly as we could out the door and down the steps. We had to break into each subsequent unit, but this time Daryl kicked the doors in instead of using his shoulder. We grabbed what food we could find. One of the apartments had some tools, so I took that too. Also, any candles we found we grabbed. They were heavy, but it was our only way to have light at night so we needed as many as we could find.

The pack was pretty hefty, so Daryl helped me get it on. Then the bike took us away from our temporary overnight quarters and we headed home. Daryl had us back within two hours, and the dead we encountered were few and far between. Certainly, not like we had yesterday. Thank God.

"I got an idea about blocking the driveway," Daryl said as he stored the motorcycle in the garage.

"What's that?"

He walked over to the open doorway, and I followed him. "What if we move two broken down cars along our side of the road at the end of the drive, but not blocking the driveway. Then we put a car that works blocking the drive, with another deadbeat car behind that. Nothing tight together and kinda haphazard. This way if we need to take out the SUV, we just move that one car. Maybe pull a spark plug in it, so people think it's dead."