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Dead and Gone (A Daryl Dixon Romance)

Chapter 4

We walk for hours and finally find a neighborhood. Finally, we come to a house which is a relief. Daryl grabs his knife and he opens the door slowly, crouching. A walker comes out and he quickly sticks the knife in its head. "Come on." He says. So I stumble up the stoop and he helps me the rest of the way up.
We get in the house and I shut the door behind me. Daryl goes in the kitchen looking for food while I go upstairs searching for different clothes. I find brown cow girl boots, black skinny jeans, a pretty flower patterned blouse, and a cute brown jacket. I rummage around some more and find a new bra and a pair of underwear. The door creaks behind me and I turn around.
"Hey, I found bottled water. Clean yourself up." Daryl says, putting the water on the bed. He leaves the room and I grab the water and take it in the bathroom. Once I wash up and get in my fresh clothes, I go downstairs. I sit on the couch with him and pick up my canned soup he set out and I start eating it.
"I'm sorry, they come outta nowhere and beat the shit outta me," He looks at me with sad blue eyes. "I dropped the crossbow...they heard you screamin' Grayson followed it."
"You act like it's all your fault...Daryl!" I start to get angry. "I'm the one who did it; I got myself in the mess." I then look down at the soup.
Daryl gets up and pulls something out of his back pocket. It gleams in the candle light. I notice it's my cross I'd ripped off.
"You should take it back," He places it in my hand. "I think it might a ‘been important to you."
"Thank you...It was my mother’s when she got sick she gave it to me." I grab the cross and mess with it.
Daryl sits down again and starts eating again. "Sorry, about that, I know how it feels to lose someone...like that,"
"Who was it? That you lost?" I ask.
"Brother...he wasn't real nice anyways, a threat actually, but when I found him he was already chewing on a dead body." He looks at me with a little bit of sorrow in his eyes. "We should get some sleep; it's been a long day." He sits there a minute holding the now empty can.
"I had a brother too but I don't feel like getting into that. What about your group...? Are they-"
"I don't know we were at a prison got split up cause a man named the Governor destroyed the place, he killed Beth's father she lost her sister." He cuts me off still looking down.
"I'm sorry, tell me about them maybe you'll feel better." I say and then he looks at me, his eyes sad. So I cross my legs sitting in front of him and he starts to tell me about his group and I just listen. When he finishes telling me about them he gets up and goes in the kitchen and I follow finishing off my can of soup. Then I throw the can away and grab Daryl's throwing it away as well.
I notice I'm still holding the cross and I shove it in my back pocket then I look at Daryl examining him. His blue eyes look like crystals in the moonlight pouring through the window. Finally I decide to break the silence focusing on the cut he has across his eyebrow.
"You have a cut on your head; let me see if I can find something to clean it up with." He then looks at me and I hurry to the bathroom and rummage through cabinets looking for something. Finally, I find some peroxide and cotton balls then I turn to go back in the kitchen and he's standing in the bathroom doorway.
"All it is, is a cut I don't need that shit." He says.
"Okay, just trying to help out." I set the bottle on the sink along with the cotton balls. Then I push past him, leaving the bathroom and heading back to the couch. He slams the bathroom door making me jump. Then I just lay there and he doesn't come out for the longest time. He must be upset about the conversation, poor guy. I slowly start to fall asleep and think about my family. My completely fucked up family that I miss sometime's.

Notes

Comments

@MrzDixxon
CHECK SUMMARY
ALSO, SENTENCES* OR A SENTENCE*

Lolly Lolly
1/19/16

@Lolly
You mean when you write sentence using elipses put a space in between it such as, He said... She said?

MrzDixxon MrzDixxon
1/19/16

... ... ...
(NOTICE THE SPACES))

Lolly Lolly
1/19/16

oooo!

Mother Dick Mother Dick
1/9/16

@Kella13
I'm glad you're liking it, there will be an update this Sunday. Three more chapters will go up :)

MrzDixxon MrzDixxon
11/19/15