Remember Me (Daryl Dixon)

Chapter Eleven: Only Way

I'm about to get cussed out. I'm totally about to get cussed out, I thought as I walked down the long road with Daryl.
On top of that, the clouds in the sky were indicating a storm on the way. Neither of these circumstances were in my favor.
Daryl had asked me to come on a walk with him. I knew that I had made a mistake the night before.

Touching his back was the first one. Kissing him back was the second. Even though he kissed me as well, I still felt terrible.
Daryl didn't seem like the romantic type. Hell, I wasn't really the romantic type either.
This "relationship" or whatever the hell it was would only end badly. Even a friendship between us would only end badly.
The entire walk down the road had been silent. Neither of us had said a word. We were pretty far from the house as well. We were actually pretty close to town, you can imagine how far that was.

After a few more moments of walking, I got sick of it and spotted a large rock near the road. That was a good spot to talk. It would only take a few seconds for him to chew me out, so I wouldn't have to sit there long.
Without a single word, I walked to the rock and plopped down. Daryl followed me as expected. Once he was standing in front of me, I spoke.

"Just do it already," I said with a sigh. I would be more ready now than I would ever be. I was ready to get put down by him.
"Do what?"

Are you stupid? Tell me what a terrible person I am. Tell me that I'm crazy for doing what I did. Tell me you'll kill me. Tell me something to let me know where I stand.
"Cuss me out. That's what we're here for, isn't it?"

I watched as Daryl got a look of confusion on his face. He looked at me as if I was the dumbest person he had ever met. And you know, I probably was...because cussing me out wasn't his intention.
"Cuss you out? What would give you that idea?" he asked as he gazed at me.

I bit my lip and thought for a second. "Well..what happened last night was my fault, Daryl. I should be cussed out, don't you agree?"

I watched as Daryl tried not to crack a smile at me. What was funny about this? I was internally screaming and he was internally holding in a laugh?
I was confused as all hell. What we did was wrong.
"I ain't gonna cuss you out."

I looked over at him with curiosity. Why don't you? Why don't we cuss each other out? I couldn't shake off what happened. It wasn't that I felt nothing for him. I did feel something for Daryl, but it wasn't something I should've acted on. He was the closest thing I had to a friend here. Maybe his kindness towards me was making me have an innocent crush.
"Why not? We both kinda fucked up, didn't we?"

Daryl slowly sat down on the rock next to me and I tensed up. I don't know why I did, but I did. He waited a few moments before parting his lips to speak, "I just wanted to clear the air."

Clear the air. That meant that he was going to reject me, but I was perfectly okay with that. We both made a mistake. We could easily forget about it and move on. When I heard him take in a breath to speak, I cut him off rather quickly.
"Look, I understand. We both made a mistake. I understand..you don't have to say anything. We can forget about the entire thing and act like it never happened. That's what you were going to say, right?"

~Daryl's P.O.V~

Once she got her words out, I tensed up. That wasn't what I was going to say, but I guess it would work.
I felt something for Elizabeth that I hadn't felt before. I didn't want to admit it.

Hell, I hadn't even known her that long. But I felt like I'd known her forever.
We had this connection that I couldn't explain. She was different than any girl that I had ever known.
She saw things for what they really were. And when she looked at you, she really looked at you.

She looked past me and my rough exterior. She didn't care how many men I killed or how many scars I had.
Out of everyone, she seemed to take the time to know me.

I would've done anything to kiss her in that moment, but she was right. This world was about survival. It wasn't about all of that romance shit. It was about me and finding my brother. It was about just making it. I had to push anything I felt aside and focus on me.
"Right. That's what I was going to say."

I'm sorry for the ridiculously short chapter! I've had a lot to do and not a lot of time to work on this story.