What are we? (Daryl x reader (semi-rewrite of the original))

Chapter 2~~People

"Y/N!" I heard Carl yelling from outside the tent door "mom says it's laundry day!"

"I'm up" I said as I got up and stepped out of the tent, still dressed from yesterday.

I saw Lori and she looked at me before yelling "get changed then we will go wash clothes"

I grumbled before going into the tent and changing into cleanish clothes, then put all the dirtier ones in a basket and heading to the water.

"After this, I've got a run to go on" I said walking up to Andrea, Carol, Amy, Lori, abd couple other women.

"On your own?" Carol asked, concerned "I mean we've only been around each other for a month, but on your own?"

"Yep. I'm going into the city to get some small stuff. I've got three shirts, three pants, plus whatever I can find for food, and for anyone else in the camp" I said with a smiled "maybe a new book for dale"

"Bring someone with you" Lori said

"I ain't gotta do anything"

"It'll be safer" Shane said

"Fuck off" I said "I'm going on my own. You'll have to force me to take someone with"

"Either find someone to take with or Merle is goin-"

"Nope. I'll ask someone. Promise" I rolled my eyes before starting to wash my own clothes. Andrea washes hers and Dales clothes. Most women here wash their family's clothes, and because no one washes Merle and Daryl's stuff, as rarely as it gets washed, it's my job. I have no family to wash their clothes so I get stuck with theirs.

I spent probably the next hour washing clothes. Merle and Daryl hadn't given me anything today so all I had was my stuff. After getting my stuff back to my tent, I walked over to daryl.

"Ya busy?" I asked

"Why" he looked up from under the hood of my truck, which we went and got while on a run to my home town in search of food. He said something was wrong with something so he started working when we got back.

"Shane said I got to pick someone to go on a run wit' me" I looked at him "and if I don't find someone to go wit' he's sendin Merle with me"

"I'll go"

I've known daryl for a month. He's always my first choice to ask to go on runs with me. He protected me and I feel like I owe him my life.

"Thank ye. We're leaving shortly here" I said before walking off to make sure I had everything.

I got together weapons, and put them on my hips, then I ran down to daryl, who was sitting on a motorcycle

"Le's go" He said

I nodded and climbed on the back

"'Old on" he said as he started the motorcycle. He took off and as I bolted back I wrapped my arms around his torso. He chuckled "scared?"

"No. Jus' wasn' expectin ye to do that"

He sped up and we got into the city pretty quick, but we parked the motorcycle outside the city, hiding it under some branches and stuff. We started sneaking through until we came to a general store. We started getting canned foods, box foods, and water. I got to an aisle with clothes and grabbed 2 shirts and the only pair of jeans there were...

"Ye know, yer gonna have to start wearin shorts" daryl said from behind me

"No. I can't" I said looking down

"Yer gonna have to if you keep destroying yer jeans"

"I ain't gonna keep destroyin them" I said stuffing a pair of shorts into my bag. We finished getting stuff together then got out of the city as quick as we could. Asking down a few walkers as we left, we got back to the motorcycle. We got on and back to the quarry.

When we got back I handed dale the book

"What's this for?"

"Think of it as a thank Ye gift" I smiled before heading to my tent, throwing my clothes into it, before bringing the food and water to Shane

"This all?"

"Oi! I got all I could"

"This is 10 cans, three boxes, and 7 waters, How are we supposed to feed everyone with this?"

Daryl set his bag down "she din't just go for food an water. I did"

"There wasn't much anyway, Shane" I looked at him "the city is picked over. Star' giving less food to people ye feed daily and lettin people like me get less food. All ye do is worry 'bout yer own. We are a group. It ain't just ye, Lori, and Carl. Ye feed Lori, Carl, yerself, and the kids before anyone else. Ye need to star' actin more like a leader and givin food to more then jus' yer own"

"You judging how I'm leading this group" Shane looked at me with a scary look

"I'm judgin' How ye split the food. I eat twice a week. Tha's what ye give me for rations. I find my own food so I ain't starving cause ye won't feed any but yer own" I pushed him "ye give me what's left or rations and I'm the one riskin my ass to get y'all food. Ye forced me to take someone with, and I refuse to take someone with so Ye threaten to force me to take Merle"

People were starting to look our way before Shane said "You better shut your mouth"

"What, tryin to prevent your best friend's wife and kid finding out ya ain't feedin everyone?" I looked around "everyone looks well fed and I, oh I'm here bearly eatin. Ye know about what happened the first day between Merle and I and ye use it to yer advantage to make me take someone with into the city"

I decided to just storm away. Quit arguing.

The next two months was just I go on a run, do laundry, talk to people around the quarry, and sit in my tent. I started wearing shorts to save my jeans, cause daryl was right, I kept ruining jeans. My scars were there, but the bruises were gone.

Now I'm here, in Atlanta with a dumbass who went into a tank.