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A Sunny Day

Chapter 8

Merle had looked all over the house and decided to go upstairs. He went directly to the door at the end of the large area because the door was open. He found her, standing there.
He pushed her up against the wall, grasping her shirt with his forceful fists. “What is going on here, huh?” he barked at her. She looked him in the eyes, pushed his chest and knocked him back a bit “Fuck!” she yelped, she then slowly fell to her knees, facing the wall. It was silent for a moment. “I killed them”, she stared at the wall, never losing her gaze, “I killed every fucking one of them”. Merle had expected her to cry. A little piece of him wish that she was crying so that he could write her off as being weak. He didn’t know that this little firecracker had been through such a traumatic experience. She started to talk again, which distracted him from his thoughts. “I was mad at them, ya know? It’s like I wanted to fucking kill them… I … it was so strange”. She looked at him. Square dead in the eye. “I woke up and my dad was eating my mother’s flesh. I had to kill him. I had to” she curled up in a ball. “I even went downstairs to see my siblings. Both were fucking half eaten…sprawled on the floor…My whole life they called me a monster. I really am one” She started to cry. Her sobs were heavy. Not with guilt, but just pain. Merle realized that he liked this girl a little bit more. He connected with her. His entire life, as well, had been verbally abused with names such as monster. She had no idea how many times he actually wanted to beat the absolute shit out of his old man, he had a few times; That only led to more beatings from Father Dixon. Which then turned into an entire life of drugs, jail, and being discharged from the military. He sat on the floor beside her. He gently scooped her up into his muscular arms and solid chest. She felt herself move into his warmth. He had a strange scent that she just noticed. He smelled like a man, mixed with weathered cotton and faded cologne. They sat there for a few minutes. It seemed like hours to both of them. Within that time, they both breathed together. Jill heard his heartbeat play it’s rhythm, while Merle rested his chin on her head. Even after sparse baths, her hair still smelled of sweet roses. They understood each other. They needed each other now.

Notes

Woo a lot is going on. I hope you guys liked it. I kind of wrote her back story a while ago and I wanted to bring it out in this fanfic. Hope you guys enjoyed this <3

Comments

I say hook that fish

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1/13/15

Looking forward to more

dombast dombast
1/13/15

Funny

dombast dombast
1/13/15

That was kinda hot

dombast dombast
1/13/15

Cute

dombast dombast
1/13/15