Walking The Dead Path! (A Daryl and Merle Dixon Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

~Skylar POV~

I scream so hard for Becca, I cry my eyes out. Rick, Daryl, Shane, Ben, and few more people was in the hallway as Mr. Smith drag me out. "YOU SON OF A FUCKING BITCH! I HATE YOU!" I punch him in the nose, I knew I broke it. "Calm down Sky" I heard Ben said, I took out my katana and aim it at his Adam Apple, "say that one more time" I knew he think I'm acting it when he gave me a smirk, "calm do-" he didn't finish because I stuck it in the apple. Everyone look at me, I look at them. Mr. Smith grab my arm, "Skylar..." His voice was crack, I look over at him tear rolling down his face. Coldness hit me, I felt like not even caring for no one here but me and my sister. "Leave me the fuck alone old man" I said coldly as I push him away hard. His back hit the wall, "you and everyone else better pray she lives threw this, or trust me. You gonna wish the dead got to you first" I spit on his shoes and walk out.

I was in my room, everything upside down glass broken everywhere. I had three milk gallons of moonshine, I drank one and on the second one. I see my bedroom door open, well all three of them then I seen three Daryls' walk in. He look around my room. "Skylar?" How he said my name echo threw my ears. I got up and try to hit him but I couldn't even stand on my two feet. He caught me, I cry in his chest felt like forever. He started rocking back and forth. " she the only one left, I truly love! After David went missing, she was the only one left. I couldn't even protect her, what kind of older sibling am I if I can't protect her!" I said after I finally stop crying, Daryl was drinking the last gallon of moonshine. I still have my buzz, he petted my hair and vow not tell a soul about this. "I bet Merle is looking for you right now, Daryl"

"I know"

"It's a older sibling thing, we can't help it. We all born that way" my head was in his lap, he lean down I turn my face toward the door. "I shouldn't killed Ben, I should of calm down"

Daryl put his finger on my lips to shut me up, but I open my mouth and wrap my lips around his finger and suck a little. I heard him growl, "don't do that" I heard him say as he was trying not to breath hard. So I suck little more this time. He move my head and got up, he could barely walk and I couldn't get up so I thought he was going to leave until I heard the door lock. Standing there half naked, I smirk as he got on top of me kissing me.

I woke up by the sun hitting my eyes, my head was pounding. All I remember last night was, "Daryl!" I gasp as I sit up, I felt someone wrap their arm around me. I was praying it was my husband but when I look it was Daryl. "Oh god no" I said as I remove his arm then I felt sick, my body always hated moonshine. I ran to the bathroom, it was hard since the damn door was locked but I made it. I threw up, it didn't help my headache. I heard someone chuckle, I look at the bathroom doorway it was Daryl. "Let me guess, it's the shine, not you last night?" He said as he stand there naked, I just nod. "I could tell I was better then your husband" I didn't say a word but he came and sit on the floor next to me. "You was saying my name instead of his, until afterwards" I look into his dark blue eyes, "as I lay down next to you, you cuddle was about to push you off but you said 'I love you David' so I just let you cuddle up toward me"

"We can't say a word, Becca have a crush on you and if she finds out she be broken"

"Ok, but for the record we both know this was going to happen and tell the truth it might happen again" I look at him, "no it won't, I won't drink again or let my bipolar take over or..." He kiss me to shut me up, I try push him away but I was weak that morning. He pin me down on the ground, he pull away. "Like I said it might happen again" he let go and walk out of the bathroom. I sit up, I started to cry and I felt arms wrap around me. "Shh, it ok, it might happen again. Is that better?" I shook my head no, I let down Becca. What kind of sister am I!? I try to remove his arms and again I was weak, he kiss my shoulder. "I understand..." He let go of me, "it just not about your sister but your husband, I should of left last night, I'm sorry" I look at him and this time he had pants on. "In away I'm glad you didn't and another I wish you did" I said, he look at me waiting to hear what next. "I was upset, I might did something like I use to in the past and I was lonely, lost husband week after the outburst and I need someone. I wish I could take back last night but I promise him I will always be faithful and I lied." I sit up, turn toward Daryl. "You must leave, I'm about to take a shower" I said, Daryl smirk and unbutton and zip his pants. "Room for one more?" He ask "Daryl please don't, not now" he kiss my forehead. "Ok then, I see you later. He grab his stuff and left the apartment. I took my shower, long shower, change into some clothes, then I clean my room. I notice something odd, I ran over to Daryl apartment. I knock and he open up, "what?" I shove him in and shut the door. "Did you pull out!?"

"Yeah? Why?" He said, "I woke up with no cum on me, and I was cleaning my room I didn't see any on the floor!?" He push me up on the door, "when I was about to, I wanted to stay in but you force me down and gave me head until I cum. You shallow it to, never thought you be that type" he smirk at me as he let go, "you didn't have to do that you know" I hold my throat, " thought it will turn you on" it kind of did but I'm not telling him that, "when my sister get better, you better not treat her like this if she ask you out!"

"Why? Treat one kinky and the other one a queen, that Merle said before" he wink at me, I turn and put my hand on the door handled. I seen his hand on the door and felt his breath on my neck. "You care about her so much, I leave you alone and I treat her like a queen when she get the guts to tell me she like me. Til then you gonna learn the truth about me" I don't know should I thank him or not, "Thanks" I said low but he heard me because he let go of the door. I went back cleaning my room then visit Becca.

Everyday past week, I stay in her room. Mrs. Smith saved her but she was out. I watch her, sleep, breath and her heart rate. They say the bullet made her heart beat normal so she will be sick when she wake up. I gave some of my blood to her but she on meds so her blood cell won't kill mine that helping her. I didn't talk to no one for that week, when Daryl near. I can feel eyes on me, when I look he look away. I hope Becca wake up soon.