Something Worth Fighting For (The Walking Dead Fanfic)

Chapter 38

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- Carly

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*Present Day*

I slammed my door shut and fell face first into the couch. I laid there for a while until I heard movement. A stream of light entered my vision and the quickly disappeared. I heard a wine bottle swishing around and I figured it was Daryl. "You up?" He asked quietly and I sniffed in return. "Why the hell are you crying?" He asked but he sounded more interested then accusing. I sniffed again and shook my head. I felt arms wrap around my shoulder and I was pulled up from the couch. He pulled my down so I was sitting next to him and he pulled my into his arms. I started crying slightly and he rubbed my back.

Why the hell is he so touchy? He never touched anyone. He barely talks to others except me. He must be drunk. "What's the matter?" He asked softly and I looked up at him. Even in the darkness I could see his beautiful blue eyes sparkling. His eyes met mine and we both didn't say anything. I could feel my stomach twist in knots as he moved closer to me. His gaze went to my lips as mine went to his and we slowly moved forward. Our lips for centimeters apart when a I heard a door close across the hall. I pulled back quickly as did Daryl and we both stood up. It must've been Rick finally going to bed. Daryl glanced at the floor and I laid down on the couch. "Well, I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight Daryl." I said and I heard him grunt in return. I snickered slightly as his weight moved to the floor next to the couch.

I heard a cough and then a whisper. "Goodnight Natalie."

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I woke up and sighed slight. I felt heat next to me and I opened my eyes slightly. My eyes would have met the familiar blues but they were closed. I smiled slightly and I heard a slight grunt. I quickly shut my eyes as I caught a glimpse of him opening his and I heard him suck in a breathe. He softly moved me over and stood up. I shifted and glanced over at him. He was silent but then his eyes met mine. I read him like an open book and I shook my head. "I must've fell off the couch or something. We didn't do anything." I said and he nodded slightly.

He walked off to the bathroom but I got up and threw my hair in a bun and decided to go down the the room where we had dinner. I walked in and everyone said a chorus of hellos and good mornings. I sat down and ruffled Carls hair. "Eggs. Powdered but, I do 'em good!" T said and I giggled. Glenn moaned behind him and I stood and walked over to him. I stood behind him and rubbed his back. "Protein helps the hangover." T said next to Glenn and I smiled. T smiled at me and went to put some eggs on my plate. "Where'd all this come from?" Rick asked and I continued to rub Glenn's neck a little and then went to sit back down. "Jenner. He thought we could use it. Some of us at least." Lori replied and I chuckled.

I saw Shane walk through the door and I turned back to Glenn. "Don't ever ever ever ever let me drink again." Glenn said and I smiled and went back to my seat to eat. "Feel as bad as I do?" Rick asked Shane and I could see the bruise on his neck from last night. "Worse." He replied and I looked down at my plate. Daryl walked in and I saw Shane eye the seat next to me. I really didn't want him to sit there and I guess Daryl picked up. He moved quickly over and sat down in the seat. Shane eyed him carefully and sat across from me.

I shoved some eggs down my throat. "The hell happened to you? Your neck?" I heard T say and I didn't even look up. I knew he was talking about the bruise but I didn't want to make it obvious. It was already pretty obvious because I'm like the only person that is mad at Shane but maybe people will be stupid for a bit. "Must've done it I'm my sleep." Shane said and Rick looked over. "Never seen you do that before." Rick said and I felt Shane's eyes burning into my head. "Me neither. Not like me at all." Shane said and I bite into a piece of bacon.