Hearts of the Past and Present
Daryl laid back down beside me panting, he rested one arm above his head and he slid the other one under my head to act as a pillow. He closed his eyes for a moment.
"Is your head hurting?" I asked.
"Naw, I'm okay. How about yours? Did it bang the head board a few times?" He asked and laughed.
I laughed too, because it did. As I giggled into my pillow, which was damp from where I stuffed it in my mouth the muffle any sounds.
Daryl turned on his side so he was spooning me. His free arm wrapped around my stomach, suddenly conscious of my little bump I quickly grabbed his hand and moved it further up. I'm sure he wouldn't mind holding my breast.
In response to my action, Daryl started to kiss my neck. He moved pieces of loose hair which stuck to my neck with sweat and breathed heavily on my hot skin.
"Round two?" He asked.
As much as I would have liked to go for round two, "We can't." I said.
"Shame, because the way you look.. ugh." Daryl said and traced his index finger down the back of my spine.
This side of Daryl was very rare, it only came out on special occasions. I love this side to him.
His touch was turning my on, again. I rolled over so we were face to face.
"We should get up-" he interrupted me with a kiss, "to see-" he kissed me again, "the twins." I received another kiss.
"I'd rather stay and do this with you." Daryl pulled me in tighter, "If I'm going to be in bed for the next few days I want you in here with me."
I traced my finger down his nose, "We can't. Can you imagine the others if we were to do so?"
"I don't want to imagine the others." Daryl said with a disgusted face.
"Come on," I said and rolled out of bed, pulling the top sheet with me.
I wrapped it around myself a few times before tucking it in at the top.
"Hey, you don't need that." Daryl said and tugged at the bottom of it. "Ya don't need to hide from me. You're gorgeous."
I smiled and with this new found confidence, I pulled my hair over my shoulders and dropped the sheet. My hair hung loosely hiding my breasts. Daryl smirked as he got his way and looked me up and down.
"Chuck me my jeans." He asked and I did so.
He dug deep into his pocket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. A rarity.
He stuck the cigarette into his mouth and lit the end; Daryl took the biggest drag and held it in for a moment. He looked so relaxed and care free with fag in hand, smoke dancing above his head, him naked with only a loose thin sheet around him.
Daryl held the cigarette out towards me, and in a moment of blindness of my condition, I crawled over the bed and sucked deeply at the cigarette from Daryl's hand.
As much of a dirty habit this was, I have never felt sexier; still sweat, post sex, bed hair, fully naked and smoking from my boyfriend's fag. I blew it out not too quickly for it to be suspicious and turned back around to get dressed.
Hand in hand, Daryl and I walked back down into the living cell.
Pete looked up from Michonne's sword he was cleaning to us, "Oh god," he said supposedly to himself.
Michonne who was sat with her feet up on the table hit him on his good arm playfully, "Oh come on, they're cute."
Daryl coughed awkwardly and looked to his feet as we passed through.
We continued to go through to the corridor but stopped when we came across Beth who was holding Judith and Rick who failed to hold in a laugh.
"What?" I asked him.
"Did you guys have fun?" He asked, laughing even more.
Beth pulled an awkward face and put her attention to Judith instead.
"Oh fuck you Rick," I tried to be serious but I had a smile on my face as I punched him in the shoulder.
I opened the gate and pulled Daryl through.
"Nice work by the sounds of it Daryl," Rick continued to joke.
"Shut up Rick!"
Well that was awkward and embarrassing, I thought to myself as I held my hand over my face.
Daryl laughed, "Hey it's your own fault for not being quiet."
We walked down the corridor, and the closer and closer we got to the office, the louder harsh and supposedly hushed words grew.
"What do you think you are in this little play?" Hayden asked.
"What do you mean?" Olly replied with a confused question.
"You know exactly what I mean!" Hayden was angry, and it was very rare for him to loose him temper.
Olly was being cheeky, "No, in fact I don't. So if you could enlighten me on he matter."
"You! You and Bella. It's ridiculous!" Hayden wasn't even trying to be quiet any more, he was shouting in his younger brother's face.
"What about me and Bella?!" Olly shouted back.
"The way you look at her, she's 27 or 28, you are 18. That's 10 years difference."
"So what about our age?! It's the same with Lily and Daryl. She's 21 and he's 30." Olly defended himself by bringing our relationship into it.
"That's different, she's older. And more mature!" Hayden replied. "But it's not just that, it's what she has done in the past." His voice slipped lower.
Hayden's word only enraged Olly some more, "Thats so low of you Hayden! She's changed, she's not the same person. She wouldn't do that now, especially now she has the twins."
"That's another thing," Hayden said, the rage was still present. "You look at her and those babies as of they are yours. You are 18 years old and you are NOT THEIR FATHER."
That was the final straw, Olly balled up his fist and with all his mite he punched his older brother in the face.
This was when Daryl and I had to interfere.
"Hey! Hey!" I shouted as the brothers were now having a scuffle in the corridor.
Daryl, despite his injuries, dragged Olly by the collar of his shirt off of Hayden and slammed him against the wall. I, on the other hand, bent down to Hayden who had been knocked to the floor. He crossed his arm over his chest and gritted his teeth together at the pain of his collar bone.
"Listen here you little fuck," Daryl said as he pressed his forearm across Olly's neck to keep him against the wall. "Don't you fucking dare lay a finger on your injured brother. He is most likely your only family left, so don't you be turning on him when he is looking out for you. I woulda killed for a brother like him."
Olly's anger had subsided and was replaced with a small amount of fear in his eyes. He was coughing, spluttering and gasping slightly for breath.
"Daryl let go of him." I said noticing this.
"You gonna behave yaself kid?" He asked.
"Yeah," Olly managed.
Daryl dropped his arms from the wall, letting Olly free.
"Now go make yaself useful." He shouted after Olly who was quickly making his way down the corridor.
I helped Hayden to his feet being wary of his collar bone, he groaned and I lifted him up by his elbow.
"Brotherly love ey?" Daryl said sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes and turned to Hayden.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah," he grunted.
"How about your nose?" I asked.
Hayden reached up and touched his nose, he winced.
"What was that about?" Daryl asked, although we kind of got the gist of it.
"Olly and Bella," he said with disgust.
"What about them?" Daryl was so oblivious where as I had an inkling.
"How close they are, I don't like it." Hayden said sternly.
"Oh." This came as a shock to Daryl.
"Anyway, thanks you guys." Hayden said quickly before bowing his head and hurrying down the corridor the way his brother went.
Daryl looked at me a little lost, "Did you have any idea?"
"Some," I shrugged.
He looked to the door, "Something has obviously went down in there, maybe now ain't the best time. We should come back later." He began to walk away from the door.
"Ah, ah. I don't think so." I said as I grabbed his elbow and pulled him back. "We are doing this now, okay."
I took his hand and he locked a firm grip around mine, whenever he did this I felt like his hold could never be broken. It was nice.
I knocked at the door before opening it. I peered my head through the crack, "Can we come in?" I asked.
Hershel said yes and we stepped into the quiet office. The room had a completely different atmosphere to the corridor just outside. Out there was tense and full of anger, where as in here it was quiet, peaceful and calm.
Bella was fast asleep in bed, she was laid down, finally resting, with her head on the pillows and recently tucked in blankets. Her eyes had purple circles underneath, enhanced by her pale skin and black hair, she looked like she could sleep for days.
Hershel was sat in the same place the last two times I was in here, at the end of the bed on a chair, only this time he was accompanied by a silver framed pram.
Quietly and carefully, Daryl and I stepped forward to get a closer look at who occupied the pram. In it's soft bed lay the twins, top and tail with one another. They were wrapped up tightly with layers of blankets, each even had a knitted hat, found when we raided a nursery.
"Aren't they gorgeous Daryl?" I asked.
"They're so small," he replied quietly. "They don't even look real, it's like they are dolls."
Hershel chuckled to himself, "I know, they're angels."
I walked over to the spare chair near Bella's bed, but on the way I clumsily knocked into the trolley which held all of Hershel's medical equipment. It fell to the floor with a crash.
"Shit! Sorry," I cursed as I scrambled to pick everything up.
Bella didn't even flinch at all the racket I was making, but Avril, in the pink knitted hat began to stir.
Hershel began to get up but Daryl held his hand up, "Don't worry Doc, I got this." He said.
He reached into the pram and picked up delicate Avril.
"Come here you," Daryl said as his hands gently held her back and head close to his chest, they looked 10 times bigger holding something as small as the baby.
Fortunately, Leo stayed undisturbed and with Daryl's gently rocking, Avril quietened.
"There we go," he said, looking rather chuffed with himself.
"Well look at that," Hershel explain, "You're a natural."
Daryl chuckled while looking down at little Avril's pink face, Hershel took the opportunity to wink at me.
"Daryl, come sit over here with the baby." I instructed.
Daryl sat down on the chair beside Avril's sleeping mum, I sat on the arm of the chair craning my neck over to watch the pair of them. Avril yawned before opening her eyes to reveal large hazel orbs. They were beautiful.
"Aren't you pretty?" Daryl cooed to her, Daryl's parental side was coming out and it made me melt inside.
He altered her positioning in his arms slightly so she was resting in the bend of one arm, his other hand was now free and he held out his baby finger to her.
I gasped quietly when Avril almost instantly grabbed it, her teeny tiny fingers wrapped around Daryl's single finger and held it tightly.
"Did you see that?" He asked excitedly.
"Yeah," I said tearfully, "I did."
This was what I wanted. Only with mine and Daryl's baby. I wanted Daryl to hold our son or daughter and watch them open their eyes for the first time, I want him to experience his own child grab his finger and know that this was something that could never be broken. I wanted a family with Daryl, I am going to have a family with Daryl, and this way he will know he belongs somewhere, that he belongs with me.
"Daryl, I need to tell you something.."
I hope everyone had a good Christmas!! I also hope you enjoyed this chapter x