Georgian Redneck

Chapter 13- Tangled In The Great Escape

He laces his strong arms around my waist and instinctively, I thread my fingers through his messy hair, tugging gently. Shit. What am I doing? Oh yeah. Kissing Daryl fucking Dixon! I'm not going to deny it, it feels good to be this close to someone after so long. And especially if that someone is Daryl.

All the hatred for the world, the walkers and my issues fade away at once. There isn't a single ounce of negativity left in me at the moment.

His tongue slides over my now wet lips and an involuntary moan escapes me from deep within my throat. God. The Dixon charm. It's strong here. And I love it.

We pull appart and all I can do is stare into his impossibly blue eyes. I hope he's not regretting this. Because if yes, then I'm screwed. I actually think I might like him, and I'll also be able to get closer to him and figure him out.

"Well..." I stutter. What now? Do we applaud? I did it. In four or so days, I've gotten to know another side to Daryl. A side which he doesn't usually show to the people that mingle around him. And I'm proud of that.

"Bitch" he chuckles. And quite frankly, that's one of the best goddamn noises I've ever heard in my entire pointless existence.

"Jerk" I reply and laugh a light laugh. "Well, I need to go and take care of something. But I'll see you soon" I grin and walk past him, earning myself a groan of protest. What? It's not like he's actually dissapointed that I'm going away. Maybe he wants to talk it out more but is- no. Not Daryl.

I slowly walk back over to the house and look at the white porch swing, where Beth's sitting. That's the blonde farm girl from early yesterday morning. She sets her book down onto the swing and looks up at me with a small yet sad smile.

Looks like I found her. "Beth!" I call and grin, walking towards her. But she doesn't seem too happy. Did her boyfriend...

"Hi Diana. Everything okay?" She asks, cocking her blonde head to the side. She's so innocent... I sit down next to her and give her a hopeful smile. "Me? Yes. You?"

A sad look forms on her face and she shakes her head gently. "No. I broke up with Jimmy. He's acting like an idiot. I did it because he was comming onto me. And then he... Slapped me and walked away." She finnishes, a single tear rolling down her pale cheek. She wasn't raped. That's good. I don't know why I always come to the worst conclusions. I'm going to have to have a fucking talk with this bastard Jimmy though, that's for sure.

How could he... "I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch. We're is he?" I growl in hatred. Nobody's going to touch her unless they have consent. Nobody's going to do much as look at this girl the wrong way.

She slowly wipes her blue eyes and points to the RV. Surely enough there's the asshole, talking to Shane. He looks excited and smug. Oh look. Two assholes naturally gravitating towards eachother. I don't even know where my hate for Shane came from. It was just there one day, prodding me every time I was around him.

"Wait here" I whisper and jump off the wooden swing, making my way towards Jimmy. This is too far. He's gone too far. I nod to Shane and glare at Jimmy the little fucker.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Stay away from Beth" I snarl at him, earning a confused look from Shane, a cheeky grin from Jimmy and the attention of Carol, Rick, Andrea, Dale and Daryl. I get in his face, making him back up a little. Something I've seen Daryl do. It's intimidating, to say the least.

"Or what bitch?" Jimmy says, smirking. Oh, that's it. I look to my left at Daryl's pissed expression, who's being held back by Dale, the moral one. That's a surprise. But now this boy will have what he deserves.

"Or I'll rip your bloody balls out and feed them to the walkers! I don't want to see you anywhere near Beth you scum!" I scream, pushing him harshly away. He's quick to regain his balance and laugh without humour. It's guys like him that made my life a living hell in college and high school.

"Shut up. You don't control her." he snaps, pointing to the now shaking Beth, standing next to none other than Hershal. Probably came here to see what all the fuss is about. Well, Jimmy the dick is screwed.

"Neither do you." I spit at him and turn away, storming towards the off white RV. He'll go through hell now that Hershel knows. That is his youngest daughter, after all. The sorry excuse for a human being deserves the worst in this world. He's lucky I didn't opt out for punching him. Forget my thoughts from a few days ago. I am able to hurt someone.

(A/N)
Here's an update! Sorry for so many swear words! But they were needed. Anyway, some Supernatural refferences again! Thank you for getting me over 400 views! Guys, I seriously love you all! I'll be updating weekly from now on! Keep reading and thank you!