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Stars of the Dead

All in Good Time, Blondie

Chapter 28 – All in Good Time, Blondie

“Daryl, where are you going?” I asked.

“Where does it look like am goin’?” he replied sarcastically.

Okay, so he still wasn’t very happy with me, and I wasn’t very happy with him either but we needed to work something out.

Daryl took two large gulps from his Jack Daniels bottle as he opened the door, like before he kept it open for me and I followed him inside.

“Stop,” He ordered me and pointed to my bare feet, “There’s broken pieces everywhere.”

Oops, yeah.. I still need to clean that up. I carefully stepped over the sharp pieces of pottery.

Daryl took my usual spot on the end of the bed and took another swig of his bottle. I didn’t really know where to put myself to I just fiddled with my own bottle before taking a drink.

“Are ya sure ya should be holding that?” Daryl asked eyeing up the bottle, “Last thing ya had in ya hands nearly took my head off.”

His tone wasn’t teasing, it was still pretty angry and serious but at least he was kind of joking about it.

“Yeah, um, I’m sorry. I honestly don’t know what came over me.” I was finding it almost difficult to string a sentence together without loads of ‘erm’s and ‘um’s in. “Can we talk?”

Daryl sighed but slid over to make room for me on the end of the bed, I sat down crossed legs and with my bottle of vodka in between.

It was quiet, and awkward. I hated silences and I knew Daryl wasn’t one for the chit chat so I was the one to break the ice.

“Where’ve you been?” I asked, genuinely curious. “Anywhere special?”

He held his tongue at first, “Woodbury..”

I flipped out.

“Why the fuck did you go back there?!” Did he go back to see Bella?

“Lily shut up, people are in bed ya stupid blonde.” Daryl hushed me, “I had to take care of a few things?”

“Like what?!” My voice was a lot quieter, as I’m sure everyone has heard enough of me today, but the fury was still present within it.

“Collected my crossbow, cleared out their weapons and..” he drifted off.

“And?!”

“I took down Carol,” he managed to finish his sentence.

It took me by surprise, I was not expecting that reply at all.

Every last bit of my rage had vanished, and in it’s place all I felt was woe for Daryl. I know Carol wouldn’t have let him turn, even if she did love him dearly she’d be the one to take him down, so Daryl would do the same, he had to be the one to do it, I just wish he didn’t do it all alone.

“I’m so sorry you had to do that Daryl,” I said and wrapped my arms around him, nothing else mattered right now between us, I had to forget about everything and be there for Daryl. That experience would be traumatic on its own, never mind everything else he has been through in the last 48 hours.

Thankfully, Daryl accepted my open and forwardness of a hug even though we had a huge fight earlier. He hugged me back because he truly needed me right now.

“A cared about her way too much to let her turn ya know,” Daryl said.

I pulled back from the hug but held his hand.

“I know Daryl, you did what you had to do but I wish you had taken somebody with you.”

He shook his head, “Naw, it was better this way. I had time to myself for a bit, I needed it. I had to do it pretty quick too, a didn’t want her to wander off before I had the chance.”

That’s exactly what happened to me but with Jake.

Daryl saw the look on my face, and apologised.

“It wasn’t like ya dream, I didn’t pussy out. I had to do it, for Carol. She would have never let me turn.”

“I know,” I said and stroked his muscular arm comfortingly.

Time flew by and the millilitres of our beverages decreased, Daryl and I laid by each other’s side; heads on the pillows and our fingers interlocked and just talked about the past.

Daryl spoke all about his times with Carol, explained how much of a lovely, caring and strong woman she was. I talked all about my family, told him about the similarities between Beth and my cousin Sarah and how hard it will be on my uncle. It was really nice to get to know Daryl better, to listen to his thoughts on everyone in the group and talk about everything he has went through with them.
“I’m going to say to you what I said to Rick earlier,” I slurred, “I don’t think I could have joined a better group to survive the apocalypse with..”

Daryl smiled to himself, he was as drunk as I was. “And I don’t think I could be sharing a bed with anyone better than you.” He lowered his head and began to kiss my neck.

For a short moment, I let Daryl continue. It felt so good to have someone’s lips on my skin, it had been too long since anyone had kissed me there.

I pressed my hands to his chest, “No Daryl.. I can’t do this.”

“Why?”

“Not right now, not in the mess and drunken state we’re in.” I was sober enough to stop myself from making a big mistake and to know that I am drunk, if that makes sense.

“What mess? Walkers? I don’t think they’ll be goin’ anytime soon and I don’t think I can wait that long Lil.” He leaned in to kiss my lips. This was drunk Daryl talking, sober Daryl would have never had the guts to say this to me.

I returned the kiss but stopped it before it went any further, “No Daryl, I mean us. We’re a mess.”

“A drunken mess.” He added.

“Yeah that too,” I agreed wholeheartedly, this alcohol was having a serious effect on me because I hadn’t had it in such a long time. “But listen, I don’t want to rush into anything with you because it’s clear that you still have feelings for Bella.”

He sighed in defeat, “I’m so sorry Lil, I think its just me seeing her again.. it brought back memories and some feelings.”

“But the thing I don’t understand and what hurts me is that, you still manage to care about this woman but you know exactly what she did to me.. you said, ‘I wanna get close to ya,’ and to me, that is a shy way of saying I like you.” I felt like we were going in circles, we have had this conversation too many times already.

“It is a shy way of saying that I like ya Lil, I do I want to be with ya. Do you understand that?” I couldn’t believe that Daryl Dixon was being so honest and open with me, he’s the type of guy to lock it all up even though he is very emotional.

“I do understand that, but-“

“No buts,” Daryl interrupted me.

He rolled over on to his stomach, held himself up with one arm while he put each knee either side of me.

Daryl leaned in and kissed me once again, but this time I couldn’t stop myself and kissed back. He pulled at the hem of my t-shirt, I sat up slightly so he could one handily pull it over my head.

“Daryl don’t,” I pleaded when our lips separated, but in all honesty I didn’t want him to stop.

Daryl ignored me and began to kiss my stomach.

“I’m goin’ to take care of ya Lily” He planted his lips just above my belly button, “I’m gonna kiss every bruise and broken rib, every day until they’re healed.”

I left Daryl to it, he kissed every marking on my stomach and over my bandaged wound. He moved upwards to my ribs. Very gently, Daryl delicately kissed almost each rib bone, whether it was broken or not, he wasn’t missing anything.

Then kissed in between my breasts, not in a way to turn me on even though it did, but he kissed literally every inch of every large bruise I had, and the majority of there were on the upper half of my torso. Daryl left wet kissed over the tops of my breasts, on the skin which my bra didn’t cover and moved on to my collar bones.

The whole time Daryl didn’t lay his body weight on top of me, he hovered above holding himself up with his only good hand. He returned to my neck and kissed every bruise on it from one side, to my throat, and to the other.

Like before, I pressed my hands to Daryl chest to ward him off. I had to stop him now, this was as much affection I was letting myself have, I had been spoiled already and going any further would probably result in my heart being broken in the future.

“Enough now Daryl,” I said gently, “We’re just friends.”

Daryl dropped his head and leaned over to the bedside table to finish the lasts of his bottle, he then resumed his position beside me.

“That’s not enough for me.” He said almost sulkily.

“It’s not enough for me either.. I want you Daryl, badly. But not like this.” I brushed his hair out of his face, “We’ve got our problems, together and individually and we need to sort them out first before anything else, it would only make matters worse.”

Daryl nodded.

“You said you’re going to help me through this and that’s exactly what I’m going to do for you. We need help within a friend right now, not a partner. It was different for Glen and Maggie because they were already together, we aren’t. That’s what you need right now, just a pal, just a friend to confine in and that’s what I need too.”

“Yeah, I understand that..” he said.

“If this were like it used to be, you and I would be getting some major theorapy sessions but we don’t have that, the only thing we have is each other. We’re going to help ourselves through all the pain, the memories, the nightmares and we’re going to come out of this as stronger people. Only a good friend can do that.”

I toying, and lightly, punched Daryl’s arm. “You’re my new bestest bud.”

Daryl scoffed at my drunken attempt to make a joke, “I can have ya as a friend, no matter what I need ya in my life even if it is just as a ‘bestest bud’.” He mocked my tone.

“One last request though, before we become just friends?” I asked, nearly too shy to even ask.

“Anything for my pal,” He said sarcastically.

“Hug for one last night? Like we did in the prison?” I bit my bottom lips.

“Course,” Daryl said with a smile.

I pulled the covers over Daryl’s and my legs. They were the nicest material I had felt in ages. Daryl laid out his arm and it became my second pillow for my sleepy head. I rested a hand on Daryl’s chest and played gently with the fingers of his broken wrist, I sighed heavily.

“I’m sorry we can’t be together yet,” He said.

“I’m sorry too.” And I truly was, this wasn’t all because of him.

“All in good time, blondie.”

Notes

THE END

I'm joking, I'm starting to work on a sequel so if you enjoyed this story and want to find out the aftermath of Woodybury's toll on Lily and Daryl, and to see how they cope with being just friends, subscribe to the next part of the story here, it's call Hearts of the Past and Present.

I'd love to get reviews on my story so I know what I can improve on in the sequel. What did you think of the ending? Did it surprise you that Lily wanted to be 'just friends' for the moment? Do you think they should be together or not? I looooove hearing your thoughts.

I just want to thank all of you who have read my story, all those who have commented and to those silent readers too. Really, you have made my time writing this so enjoyable and worth while. I hope to have the same continual support you guys have given me to right more. Thank you so so much! X

.. and I hope you enjoyed the story :)

Comments

@jenniferemmadixon
Thank you!
walkingrosie walkingrosie
10/23/13
That's great! !!
@Mortisse
No no! Haven't upset me, just putting it out there hahaha
walkingrosie walkingrosie
9/6/13
@walkingrosie
I hope I am not upsetting you, I was trying to make it constructive criticism, if I didn't truly enjoy it I wouldn't bother to comment at all I would have stopped after the first chaptee. :D
Mortisse Mortisse
9/6/13
@Mortisse
Well it's only the case for the first chapter or so, this is my first ever fanfiction
walkingrosie walkingrosie
9/5/13