𝕿𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖄𝖔𝖚|| Daryl Dixon [DISCONTINUED]

XLVII

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It's been two weeks since we joined the community. I had talked with a man named Kyle who happened to be a botanist before the apocalypse, and he was currently a supply runner. I was outside with the supply ground. I gave him a list of drugs we needed

"Kyle, here's the list" I said to him

"Thanks" He said as he took the paper. Eugene, Noah, Maggie, Taylor, Glenn, Aiden, and Tara were also here. Noah held out a silenced handgun for Eugene

"Oh, no, thank you" Eugene said. Nicholas walked out. I cringed at the man. The idea of stringing him up and cutting off his toes and fingers one by one and then forcefully making him eat them, really put a smile on my face

"Just take it" Nicholas said to Eugene. He made eye contact with me and then winked. I flipped him off as he continued walking

"Come on, you got to protect yourself" Noah said

"Not if I don't go" Eugene said

"Eugene, come on. We need you" Taylor said

"Taylor is right, we're not driving all that way so we can just drive back with the wrong shit" Aiden said

"It's a dozen of these. They are consistent in appearance across manufacturers. Okay? The shit will be right. I will install said shit. Then the grid will be fully operational again" Eugene said

"Okay, I'm heading back. Be safe guys" I said before walking away. I walked to my house and then went inside. I went upstairs, and into my room. I then took off my shoes and face planted into the bed. Working with Pete was fucking annoying. All he spewed out was bullshit. 'Women belong in the kitchen.' Blah blah blah. My foot belongs up your ass. I heard footsteps walking up the steps, and a baby cooing

"I'm home" I heard Daryl say. I lifted my head up and turned with a smile as I saw him carrying Lyra. He put her in her crib and then walked into my bedroom. He walked over and then laid beside me on the bed. He had a stench again. I gave him a quick kiss

"You need to bathe again" I said laughing

"No" He said

"Why not? You look hotter without all that dirt on you" I said teasing him. He rolled his eyes playfully

"Dumb bitch.." He muttered

"I'm your dumb bitch" I said. Daryl chuckled as he looked away

"Don't call yourself that" He told me

"Why not?" I asked

"'Cause you're the smartest person I know" He told me. I lightly punched his chest

"You're such a charmer. If you keep complimenting me like that, I might just have to do something back" I said with a mischievous grin on my face. Daryl smirked