Ride the lightning

Ch. 29

Sticking close to Merle she kept her eyes on Daryl and Mac. She had argued till she was blue in her face with them the entire way here. She thought at one point she might have pushed Mac and Daryl too far with the mirroring looks they were giving her. Daryl was already on edge and he had snarled something to Mac before storming away. The second his brother gave him his back the look he gave her could have struck her down. She met his gaze head on and he stared hard at her. Seeing through her before he turned and wrangled Daryl.

It came down to Daryl. She knew that he would be the one who would throw a fit and a half. He would be the one to rip into her but she knew that Mac would be there. He would step in and distract his brother and worry about keeping him in check. Mac wouldn't have time to think about what she was up to. Merle wouldn't give a fuck.

Merle was the perfect vindictive asshole. She wasn't sure she had met a man yet who liked fucking with people as much as he did. He made it clear so often when he would speak to Rick, Glenn, or even Maggie. He was dismissive, rude, and downright vile to them. He enjoyed every second of it. Nothing got to him unless it concerned his brothers. Mess with his brothers and you weren't going head to head with a man but a monster. She seen it when Rick had decided he was going. Merle wasn't pleased and that side of him came out when he damn near lifted Rick by his throat off the ground. He thought they were ready and that Rick would be in the way.

Where Mac was the calm in the storm for Daryl it was Daryl who was the calm for Merle. He had stepped in effectively cutting Merle off from Rick. She didn't know what he said to his brother but Merle calmed down. Well what was calm for that man. Now Rick was walking with Daryl trying to talk to him and it was the only chance she would get.

Slipping off to the side Kira licked her lips and moved quietly. She wouldn't have long before Mac and Daryl both seen her gone. Neither ever let their eyes leave her very long and being outside the prison meant they were going to be watching her even more.

"Running?"

Kira paused mid step and stalled out. Merle.

"You think thats smart? We don't run in this family. We kill it. Fuck it. Forget it. Move the fuck on." Merle cocked his head to the side looking at her a smile on his face. Smug bastard. She didn't miss his words or what they meant. How he meant them.

Kira turned looking at him fully, "I'm not running Merle but you know that I know you do."

"I do." He stepped around her, "Going the wrong way."

Kira fell in step with him and smiled. Merle was just as bloodthirsty to get to the man that hurt his brothers. She didn't ask about the things he'd done while here and she didn't care. She didn't want to hear about Phillip. She didn't want to know if they were friends. It didn't matter. Not to her and not to Merle.

He stopped at a fence his eyes locking with hers in the thickness of the night, "You know when this is over they are going to lose it."

"I'm a grown woman. I can handle myself."

Merle gave her a look and shook his head, "You're either really fuckin' stupid or got balls like brass for takin' on both of those two."

Without a word she was lifted grasping the top rail lifting herself. Merle helped her up and she spun to help him but stepped back when he was over the fence in record time and already landing on the ground. She was on a small landing meant for walking along and dangled over to get down. She wasn't exactly an athletic person and didn't feel like snapping her ankles from jumping down.

Merle was ahead of her silent and moving through the shadows like he was apart of them. Kira moved with him but knew she couldn't touch on the grace the Dixon's seemed to have about them. The thought made her smile and she grinned at the back of Merle's head. Something was wrong with her. She was going to kill a man and here she was thinking about how graceful Merle was. Shouldn't she be upset or bothered by her thoughts, actions?