Broken Trust ( Daryl Dixon x Shane Walsh's!Sister Reader )

Chapter 11

You woke up to empty bed and it took your brain longer than it should to figure out why an empty bed was a problem.

Then you remembered what happened last night.

Daryl.

You and Daryl... in the shower together... then in the bedroom together... Oh, God.

You sat up in bed in sudden shock, instantly regretting it as your head started to thump, causing you to groan as you dropped your head back down on the pillow.

Shit, you had hooked up with Daryl and he had already disappeared. It seemed like he had gotten out of bed a while ago because his side of the mattress was cold.

If he hated you before then he'd really hate you now.

"Breakfast is ready, Aunt Y/N!" Carl's voice shouted from the hallway as he knocked on the door to your room.

"Thanks, kiddo. I'll be there in a minute." You called back as you rubbed your face with your hands trying to wake yourself up.

The last thing you wanted was to sit and have breakfast with everyone. Daryl, would probably ignore you the entire time and act like nothing had happened.

You laid in bed for a few more minutes before you forced yourself to get up and changed back into your deputy uniform before you made your way down the hallway towards the kitchen.

You could hear soft chatter coming from the kitchen as you walked through the door. Most of the group all sitting around the table as T-Dog began serving up what looked to be eggs onto everyone's plate.

Daryl was again sitting on the bench with a plate of eggs while the others sat around the table eating. You glanced over at Daryl who looked up hearing someone walk in, but immediately looked back down at his plate when he realised it was you.

"You look like shit." Shane muttered, already holding up a glass of orange juice towards you which you gladly took as you sat down on the chair beside him.

"Look better than him." You responded, pointing towards Glenn across the table who was holding his head in his hands and groaning causing you to grin.

Yep, his hangover was definitely the worst.

"Don't ever, ever, ever, let me drink again." Glenn mumbled, glancing over at you before dropping his head again.

The group of you to laugh as you drank your glass of orange juice and shook your head when T-Dog offered you some of the eggs. You were not hungry, not after the amount you had drank last night. You were shocked that you didn't look like Glenn right now.

"Morning." Dr Jenner's voice called.

The doctor walked into the room and the others all greeted him, but you were too dead to say anything as you leant back in your chair, ready to go back to bed again.

"Doctor, I don't mean to slam you with questions first thing, but we didn't come here for the eggs." Dale suddenly said and you mentally sighed.

Dale was right, you needed answered about this so called cure, that they were working on. But, right now all you wanted to do was watch the back of your eyelids.

"I think it's better if I show you." Jenner responded as he began to walk out the room and everyone else began to stand up and follow him causing you to groan as Shane grabbed your arm and pulled you up with a grin, clearly enjoying seeing you hungover.

You all followed Jenner into the main room where all the desks, computers and screens were. He bought up some kind of video of a human brain and explained what happened when someone got bit. If you were being honest you did not understand half the stuff her said. You were a cop not a scientist. But, you got the gist of it which was basically that Jenner had no idea what this disease was and that there was no cure.