Thread: It Could Be Worse [Lewd Misconduct and randomname98766789]

Immediately, Daryl could recognize the hint of skepticism in her body language when it came to trusting him. Honestly, he couldnt blame her. He knew that she has no knowledge of who he is or what his intentions were, but he hoped that he could convince her that his intentions were nothing but good and honest. Daryl thought about offering to help her get the shirt onto her body, button it, and pull up her jeans but he figured she wouldnt want any physical touch now. The poor woman must be scared to death still. Just as before, nothing in his actions, expressions, or words suggested any hostile intent or any reason for her to fear him. In his mind, he tried to make note of all the injuries she had- her face, her wrist, and her ribs. Hershel could surely tend to these if they ran upon the supplies. When she spoke to him, somehow he felt his heart clench and fought back a frown. She sounded so defeated, disheartened, sad but he couldnt blame her. Something strange tingled inside him before he answered. He wanted to help her, he wanted to see what her smile looked like. Not that he could ever figure out how to voice these wants but he sure thought it would make his day better with seeing her in good health and with being happy. I know that I didnt. He began. But I did. I am not going to stand by and let some innocent woman get raped. I know it doesnt seem like it sometimes but there are people that exist whom have standards and morals. With a nod, he tried to give her a weak little smile but Daryl Dixon was never the best at comforting anyone. Daryl found it even more confusing when she offered to give him medical supplies. It was such a sweet act, even though she needed them, she offered them to this stranger. No, I dont want your supplies. You are hurt, you need them more than I do. With a sigh, he took a moment and paused before speaking again. You know, its not safe to be alone. My group is just up the road. Theres ten of us all together and theyre all good people. Men, women, and children too. Youre more than welcome to come back with me. We have a doctor too. Since you have supplies Im sure hed be happy to help you with your injuries. If you dont want to join us, please at least come back and let him take a look at you. Daryl hoped sincerely that she would come back with him and join the group. He hoped that telling her about having a doctor and that there were men, women, and children as well would be enough to show her that they were good people and she could feel relaxed with them. He also hoped he earned a bit of her trust by saving her life and scaring off those men. Before she could answer though, he heard some male voices deeper in the woods. His eyebrows furrowed as he raised up his bow and arrow towards the sound. It had to be humans, walkers didnt talk. He thought it would be those men again and in fact, it was. Shit, get down! He quickly whispered to the woman whom he didnt even know the name of yet. Pushing her to crouch behind the bush, he saw the first man walk back out, the one that had her pinned down and was about to be the first to rape her. Daryls eyes narrowed. They were coming back for her, they hoped that Daryl just left her and didnt hang around. Where did that bitch go? The skinny man muttered. I dont know, but, I see her shirt. Shes still running around with her tits hanging out for us boys. The fatter man piped up and they all laughed. The skinny man reached down to pick up the shirt and was about to make a remark but Daryl had enough. He shot an arrow and let it fly, hitting the man right in the head. If it werent for the fact that him turning into a walker could possibly come back to haunt them if he sneaked up on them, he would have shot him in the heart because he didnt deserve the mercy of not having to come back as the undead. After the man fell, a couple panicked shouts from his two brothers erupted as they took cover quickly. In that split second, Daryl knew he and the woman had to make an escape. Go! Go! He whisper-shouted and just grabbed her by the hand, running down a little path down beside them disappearing deep into the woods since it was getting pitch black outside now. It was terribly cold that night, surely below twenty degrees- maybe less- and Daryl was freezing without a shirt on. He knew that he could grab some in his backpack with the group but first was getting himself and the woman out alive. Daryl lost a bit of his direction now as he just blindly began to run off with her to try and lose the men. After running for a good five minutes, Daryl stopped and looked around to try and figure out where they were. His breath showed in the air after each exhale of his pants from running. He glanced up at the moon on the cloudless night and saw it to be East from where they were. It was also in the east from their little campfire as he recalled looking into the sky. The hick actually loved watching the night sky, it was so serene- but hed never admit that he did. Another problem occurred though as he thought about what to do, if he went right to his groups campfire, the men could follow him. It would be eleven on two but the men may be armed and could possibly kill or injure at least a couple of his friends if they tried. Daryl wasnt loosing anyone tonight- not after the farm and not even this woman would be lost. It seemed like she would be coming with him now regardless. She was in no shape to be on her own. Lost in thought, Daryl didnt even notice the walker come up from his side and grab his arm. He swore loudly and couldnt turn his crossbow to shoot it, so he grabbed an arrow and just stabbed it through the undead womans head manually. However, in the scuffle, his crossbow was strewn over ten yards away and as if on cue, the two men were still hot on the pursuit of Daryl and Nora. Before being spotted, Daryl dove down behind some large rocks and brought the woman with her. He brought the woman down as well, keeping her head down and watching the men intently. They had a backpack of supplies, it must have been the womans that they picked up because he didnt see them with it before. Oh, Blondie? Where are you? The man smirked looking back and forth. Daryl knew there was no way out that was going to be easy so he took out his tactical knife that he picked up along the way and turned to her, leaning close to her ear and whispering ever so softly, having to be so close that his lips brushed her ear and said. When I jump up and attack them, you keep running east towards the road. Once you get there, head north, down the highway and find the group I was telling you about. Theyll have a fire going and let them know that Daryl sent you. Ill be there as soon as I can. Not giving her a chance to argue even if she was going to, he jumped up and charged the two men whom had their back turned and was able to stab one in the side of the neck and another scuffle ensued. He didnt get a chance to see if the woman ran but he hoped that she did.