My Redneck Angel

5. Booyah!

Editing

*Jess's POV*

What do you want?" Some one walks out of a shadowed area. "A chance," Rick has a pleading face. "That's asking a lot these days," The man wearing a doctors coat replies.

"I know," Rick takes a few steps forward, ready plead our case.

"A blood test, from everyone. That's the price of admission."

"We can do that," Rick nods his head, scanning over all of us.

"Got stuff, bring it in now. Once that door closes its not opening," The doctor is now a couple feet infrot of us.

We all run back to the vehicles to get our bags. Daryl gets there before I do, so when I get there he already had my bag. "Here," I stretched my arms out to take my bag. "I got it," Daryl pulls back when I went to reach for it. "Okay," I put my hands up in surrender with a smile.

*

We all sit in a room waiting to get are blood drawn. Just the thought of needless makes me cringe.

*Flaskback*

Tim has me tied down in a chair, only my bra and underwear on. The chair is tilted back so he has easy access to my stomach. "Please stop!" I scream in pain as he pushes another needle in me stomach.

"What are you doing to me," I demand from him. "Just making a few adjustment's," He has an evil smirk, scaring me.

He then shoves a seventh needle in my stomach. Three more men enter  the room, untying me. I try my best to fight but my body is to weak. They beat me until I can't move, hit me one last time before that 'have their way with me'.

*present*

"Jess," Dr. Jenner motions for me to come. I try to push the memory to the back of my head, but I can't.

On my up there Travis stops me. He gives a weak smile, knowing what I'm thinking of. I force a weaker smile to my lips.

Daryl walks up there with me, I'm guessing he saw the fear in my eyes. As I sit down he puts his hand on my shoulder. Dr. Jenner pulls out a needle and all the memories come flooding to the surface. "Jess," Daryl whispers. I look over to him. "Just look at me," He tells me. I nod.

I stare into Daryl's eyes and I feel his had slide from my shoulder to my wrist. I smile weakly at him. As the needle enters my skin, my eyes water and my body tensed. "Just relax," Daryl says with a calming voice.

"And..done," Jenner looks up and smiles. Daryl helps me stand up, then he takes a seat where I was sitting. When he lets go I about fall over. "You okay," Jenner asks concerned. "She hasn't eaten in days..none of us have," Carol explains.

I sit down next to Rick, it being the first seat I come to. "He likes you ya know," Rick says from my left. "What!?" I nearly laugh. "There's no way Daryl likes me."

"No..he does." Rick starts to explain. "He's never let anyone touch his truck, let alone drive it. Plus the way he looks at you..I've never seen it in his eyes before," Rick smiles while telling me this. "What look?" I ask quickly, confused. "He actually looks..kinda happy."