P a r t 2
I wrapped my arms around his muscular torso while we drive along the street.
The fresh air plays with my hair and makes me cool down a bit.
After about 15 minutes we arrive in front of a big and a bit f***ed up prison.
" Do you think they'll be ok with it?" I ask nervous and jump off the bike
" With what?"
" That I'm here"
" Yeah think so" He mumbles
We cross that grass part, I just follow him because I know about Georgia as much as I know about Geographics, almost nothing.
He openes the door and every head turns into our direction.
They look at me confused.
" That's (Y/N), found her on the road" Daryl explains
" Welcome pretty, I'm Carol, that's Carl, Glenn, Rick, Maggie, Beth and that's Daryl like you already know" Carol sais nicely and gives me a warm hug.
" Yeah thanks, nice to meet you" I answere and look around suprised
" Sit down, you must be tired" Rick sais makes some space next to him
" Soooo what's your Story?" He continues
" Like everything from birth to now or just that apocalypse s**t?"
" Apocalypse s**t would be nice" He smiles.
" Well, I was in Manhattan when it started. I went out with friends and when I was inside a gas station with my brother and 2 of my friends about 5 walkers attacked the rest of us. Couple hours later Manhattan was full of walkers so we just packed some stuff and drove away. And now I'm the only one who survived from us"
" And...and what about your parents?" Carl askes
" I don't know"
" I'm sorry" he adds
I just give him a smile and look through the group.
Daryl's leaning against a wall but lookes away when i look at him.
I hear a baby cry and look confused at Rick.
" It' s Judith" Carol laughs and rans up the stairs
" She won't have an easy life" Daryl sais and disappears in a cell
He's weird. He's rude, cocky , flirty in some way and hot as hell. I'd actually love to know more about him but he seems like one of those guys that don't talk about their pasts.
" Do you wanna sleep? You look pretty tired" Maggie asks
" Yeah, please"
We walk along the dark and long hallways. Some broken lamps are lighting up the jail.
" Don't worry about Daryl, he's a good man with a bad past, like you"
I just nodd.
It's a bit cold in here but it also has something special which i kinda like.
Maggie stops at a metallic door and openes it for me.
" I know, it isn't the best" She smiles
" But a place to sleep" I add
" Right, good night then"
" Good night"
I kick off my shoes and lay down to fall a sleep a couple minutes later
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