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A woman's worth.	By : SpikesSlayer08 Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 4517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 15
Confessions
It had been two weeks since Jerry’s attack on Carol. She had been spending most of her time in bed due to Hershel’s rest order and to be honest it was driving her up the wall. She hated being stuck in bed and having nothing to do. She wanted to be able to pull her weight with the group but every time she moved to get out of bed there was someone at her side to remind her she had to rest; she was never alone.
Daryl had taken a spot beside her and refused to leave for almost a week before she had convinced him he needed to hunt for the group. When he had left, she thought she was home free but then Andrea had shown up and between her, Lori and Sophia, Carol wasn’t going anywhere.
But now Daryl was out hunting and she had told Sophia she was hungry. It was the first time in weeks she didn’t have to be ordered to eat so Sophia had ran out of the room, excited to get her mother some food. She felt bad for tricking her daughter but she needed to get out of the room. Moving down the hall, she rounded the corner and stopped near the dance room. Taking a much needed deep breath, she moved inside.
The door was now leaning against a nearby wall but had yet to be fixed; the blood, both hers and Jerry’s, had been cleaned up as had the mess from the stereo and CD’s being smashed onto the floor and she noticed a IPod and its speakers now sat on the table. Moving into the room, she stopped in front of the shattered mirror, she could see the perfect circle where the mirror shattered outwards from the impact of her head. She touched the broken area as memories flooded her mind.
“You weren’t joking when you said you can never get enough of me were you?,” she giggled turning to face him but jumped back when Jerry stopped in front of her. “Jerry…,” she said about to warn him off.
He moved fast grabbing her by the neck and smashing her into a mirror behind her. She felt the mirror shatter, cutting into her head, neck and shoulders, she tried to move but he held her hard.
“Now you can dance for me Bitch!”
Hissing, she pulled back as a bit of glass cut her finger jerking her from her memories. She was grateful for that, looking at the blood that dropped from her finger she put it in her mouth to try and stop the bleeding.
Jerry had left her in a bad way that night – one black eye, a bruised and swollen nose but surprisingly not broken, mostly minor cuts on her head, neck and shoulders except for one which had needed four stitches, two broken ribs which still hurt when she breathed too deeply or laughed too much, and a handful of bruises that were mainly on her neck, hip and legs.
She had never told Daryl in detail what happened that night; not that he hadn’t asked, it was just she wasn’t ready to talk about it. Removing her finger from her mouth she noticed it was still bleeding but only slightly, when she heard footsteps she took a moment to listen, it didn’t take her long to realise it was Daryl. She had started taking notice of how the people in the prison sounded when they walked ever since Jerry’s attack on her, and for good reason.
“You know I thought it was you when he came in?,” she spoke softly not turning to face him, knowing if she did she would never get it all out. “I heard the door close and lock and figured it was you because of that morning. By the time I realised it was too late, he grabbed me and smashed my head into the glass and told me I was to dance for him.” Daryl stopped behind her but said nothing, he had been asking her for weeks to put the pieces together for him and she had never wanted to, so having her finally talk about it had to be a real breakthrough for her.
“I told him you would kill him but he just laughed… I knew I had to do something so I kicked him in the… well you can guess and then I punched him in the face and ran but I guess I wasn’t fast enough cause he grabbed me and smashed my face into the door, I fell down and he just started kicking me… I‘m not sure how many times but I know it was a few,” she whispered tears starting to burn her eyes. “He dragged me across the room and threw me onto the table and knocked the stereo and CDs to the floor… I remember wanting to cry seeing the stereo shatter.” She laughed softly.
“Seems silly doesn’t it?,” she cried as the tears fell.
“It’s not silly love,” he spoke for the first time. She turned to face him and he felt his heart break at the sight of her tears.
“He ripped down my pants and that’s when I screamed… I felt him line himself up at my backside and felt sick, I thought that was it, that he was going to rape me but then I heard the door break and your voice and I knew I was safe,” she sobbed. “I have never felt safe in my life but in a moment of pure fear you made me feel that safety I had always dreamed of.” He stepped forward wrapping his arms around her as she cried into his chest.
“I will always keep you safe, you and Sophia,” he muttered into her now growing hair. “Always.” She nodded into his chest before he pulled back to look at her.
“Sophia has been looking for you, she was really worried.”
“I’m sorry, I just needed some time alone,” she whispered feeling guilty.
“We have been overcrowding you a bit,” he sighed, his words a statement rather than a question.
“I know you’re all worried, but yes.”
“I promise we will back off a little.” She smiled up at him glad she had finally let go of what Jerry did to her that night; she felt lighter, like a weight had been lifted. “Come on let’s go have something to eat,” she nodded as they left the dance room but she stopped in the door way and looked back into the room.
“Once my ribs are healed I want to start lessons.”
“Are you sure?” Daryl asked surprised but glad; she had said a week ago she didn’t want to do them anymore and he knew it was because of Jerry’s attack.
“Yeah I’m not going to let one dirt bag ruin it for us.”
“You’re amazing woman,” he smiled wrapping his arm around her shoulder, kissing the top of her head. She just smiled as they headed to go have lunch together.
Another two weeks had passed and Carol was getting around a lot more easily and as promised Daryl and everyone else had backed off a little and let her have some time alone. She had started teaching dance about a week ago and she had to admit she loved the days she got to teach. She had missed it. She was in the dance room clearing up for the day when Sophia took her by surprise with her words.
“Mum, are you and Daryl going to get married?” Carol looked down at Sophia surprised, but decided this required a talk. Leading Sophia to the two chairs that sat near the table, she sat her down sitting across from her.
“Why do you ask that sweetie?”
“Well you guys love each other right?”
“We do,” Carol nodded.
“You always told me that loving someone was the only good reason to marry someone.” Carol smiled remembering telling Sophia that. Of course it was cause she had married Ed out of obligation and she never wanted Sophia to ever think she had to do that.
“That’s true.”
“Well then you should get married.” Sighing, Carol took a deep breath trying to think of the best way to respond.
“Sophia, I don’t want you to think that marriage isn’t important cause it is; when you meet and fall in love with someone, if you both want to you should get married but things are very complicated these days…”
“Because of the walkers?”
“Yes and because the world simply isn’t what it used to be and people are different now… I hope when you’re old enough to get married things will be different,” she tried to explain.
“Don’t you want to marry Daryl?”
“Of course, why would you think I didn’t?”
“Well you said when you both want to you should get married.” Carol sighed, this wasn’t a conversation she was ready for but she could see Sophia needed answers.
“I love Daryl and he loves me and we both love you but I just don’t think he is ready for marriage yet… before us, Daryl only had to worry about himself and his brother Merle, it’s a big difference having a wife and child.” She smiled cupping Sophia’s little cheek. “I’m sure if or when he is ready, he’ll let me know.” Sophia nodded smiling hugging her mother before stepping back.
“Okay.”
“What brought all this marriage stuff on?” Carol asked curious.
“Well if you and Daryl got married that would make him my dad and I would like that a lot.” Sophia smiled before bouncing out of the room. Carol smiled as she watched her leave; she knew Daryl would make a great father but that step was something he had to do on his own time. Taking a deep breath, she turned to continue what she was doing.
Daryl had returned from his hunt and, after cleaning up, had headed straight for the dance room to check on Carol. He had found her and Sophia packing up and just as he had gone to announce his presence, he had heard Sophia’s question about marriage. Even though he knew he shouldn’t eavesdrop on their conversation, he couldn’t help but stay hidden and listen in silently.
He was a little surprised by Carol’s response that she felt he wasn’t ready for marriage even though she was. He knew she would never push and he loved her. He just never imagined ever getting married and when the world went to hell he figured it was even more unlikely. When Sophia turned to leave, he moved around the corner so she didn’t see him. His heart had clenched when she had said she wanted him to be her dad because he wanted that too.
He came back to stand near the door and watch as Carol moved gracefully getting in one last dance before calling it a day. He did this often, just stood there and watched her dance. He would never say anything cause he didn’t want her to stop but she always knew he was there and this time was no different; she smiled at him as she continued to dance.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was a vision and he knew it didn’t matter that the world had gone to hell, he loved her and he wanted her to be his wife and for everyone to know she was his and he was hers. They were leaving for a supply run in two days and he decided then and there to pick up the rings and ask her to marry him in front of their friends. He just hoped she was really ready like she had told Sophia because it would shatter him if she said no.
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A woman's worth.