CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE,
i bet it was a family thing.
Aiden stared at the close gate. "What the hell just happened?"
"They just left us here." Daryl replied. He looked at her, "well, third community we been at in the last couple weeks."
"Yeah," Aiden said. The two turned to find Ezekiel and saw that he, Morgan, and Jerry were already coming towards them.
"Looks like you're stuck with the King." Ezekiel said to them, "Morgan will show you where you will be staying."
"Thank you, uh, Your Majesty. I means a lot for you to let us stay here." Aiden said to him.
Ezekiel nodded, "the more the merrier."
Morgan had showed the two to their home for the time being, it was an apartment. It had two bedrooms and one bathroom. It had a small kitchen and a small living room, as well.
They had been given a crib for Elliot, diapers, baby toys, baby clothes, baby shoes. The two had also been given clothes and food for themselves. The bathroom had everything they need already.
Aiden sat on the couch in the living room with Elliot. Daryl sat on the counter in the kitchen with a sandwich in one hand and shocking, a comic book in the other hand.
"Dare?" Aiden turned around and looked at him. He looked up at her and stopped chewing mid-chew. "Finish chewing, man." She laughed.
He swallowed his food, "wha'?"
"You know you're reading a comic book, right?" Aiden asked him. He looked at the book and then back at her.
He nodded. "Yeah,"
"I didn't know you read things."
"Only if it has pictures." He replied. He hoped off of the counter and shoved the rest of the sandwich in his mouth. Aiden made of face of disgust.
"Gross." She mumbled.
"You're gross." Daryl grunted. Aiden rolled her eyes before smiling at him.
"Shut up, Dare," she laughed. He grinned at her before kissing her on the forehead. He looked down at Elliot who was sleeping on the couch with pillows beside him so he wouldn't fall off. He leaned down and kissed the baby on the forehead.
"We need to find him a babysitter." Daryl mumbled.
"I met a woman earlier. Her names Vivian. She said she would watch Elliot if we ever needed her to." Aiden said. Daryl looked hesitant.
"Did she look okay?" He asked her. Aiden smiled at his worried fatherly instincts.
"Yes. She said she couldn't in the mornings or late afternoons because she had training in the mornings and late afternoons. But she said anytime in between she can." Aiden informed.
Daryl nodded.
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Fanficphil • o • phobia noun the fear of falling in love or being emotionally connected to another. aiden dixon loved her family. she was terrified to lose them. she had already lost too many people. her brother, a woman she grew up with, a very close...
