His Soul(Daryl Dixon Love Story Fanfiction/TWD)

Soulara was always the independent, open minded girl. After the apocalypse hit she managed to survive for a pretty long time with her brother and best friend. During a tragic occurrence Soul and the guys come across a group of survivors. With a little morale still left in them, they decided to take the group in with them, providing them with a shelter. Soul, being the tough and stubborn girl she is, goes head to head with an equally stubborn man, Daryl Dixon. Even though they try to avoid dramas they can’t help but create small ones. Unknown, and clueless they grow on each other. Soul had never felt the way she is, nor have Daryl. But it isn’t easy having what they have in a world where walkers are ready to tear you open. Being stubborn doesn’t help it either. Not admitting their soft spots for each other, baffled, one wrong move can shatter everything.


11. Eleventh

The drive back to the house was silent and peaceful. The awkward tension had somehow managed to disappear as it was replaced by a comfortable one. We didn’t see many walkers, not enough to cause any trouble anyway. The night had fallen upon as I was now sitting in the backyard after taking a long hot bath. My hair was still a little wet, but they weren’t soaking. The group had made a small don fire around the previously built fire. Four large logs circled around close to the fire while three logs were kept a little away from the fire, just for sitting. It was nice, sitting their in the open alone; even though i wasn’t completely alone, the whole group was circling around the fire. Carol was slowly making soup, sitting closest to the fire. Everything seemed okay for a change. Everything was just....alright. The book that i had discovered in Matt’s backpack sat on my lap as i quietly read it. I was constantly being interrupted as my bangs kept getting in my face. They never set properly before completely drying. Another strand of black bang fell on my eyes as a groan escaped lips. I was about to harshly pull it back when another hand beat me to it. A soft chuckle escaped from my brothers lips as he gently tugged them aside. He slowly sat himself down on the log beside me and started fiddling around with my hair. I couldn’t help but smile a little at him. “What are you doing ?” “Braiding your hair” he said in a low yet cheerful tone. I sighed carelessly as I sat up straight knowing it was worthless to try reading now. Kili slowly took two thick strands of my bangs from the front together and braided them, before doing the same with two other strands from the side. He then quickly twisted the two braids together, knotting them with perfection. The two strands combined to form a single braid as Kili took a long lock from the side of my head, to knot it with the single braid. “You gotta teach me how to do that” I never completely understood how he could braid hair better than me. He did it with perfection, it came naturally to him. He chuckled a little before poking my nose “That, my little sister. I am not telling you” A light chuckle escaped my lips as I gently shook my head. He would always say the same line, over and over again, whenever i asked him how to teach me to braid. He lightly jerked his head towards the fire with a smile. “Come on, i think the soup is ready”. He gently took my hand before leading me towards the four large logs. I had closed the book, but still held it in my hands, close to me. Me and Kilian sat close to each other as Carol handed each of us a bowl of soup. “That’s a nice braid there” Dale suddenly spoke up. I had realized that this was the first time I actually talked to any of the new members that arrived yesterday. I gently nodded,. “Kili did it” I said motioning my head towards him. “You gotta teach me how to do that” Lori suddenly commented in. “I was never able to braid hair properly”. “Hopefully”.I said lightly. “He never taught me how to do it. Maybe he’ll teach you and then you can teach me”. I looked directly at Lori with an almost unnoticeable smile. “Well good luck with that” Kili said. “I’m not telling anyone my secret braiding formula” The bonfire suddenly echoed with chuckles and giggles at Kili’s words. Me and Kili ourselves couldn’t help but chuckle. Kili decided to continue on before taking a sip of his soup. “You know, I remember Soul’s fist day at middle school” He looked at me playfully. A genuine smile trickled on my face as i remembered the day. “Soul’s mom, Aunt Julia called me at one morning, I think it was around 6 am. She told me that Soul wouldn’t get out of her room. She said that she was asking for me and that she was crying and sobbing. As anyone else would do, I quickly got up and rush my way upto theirs, which only took like 5 minutes cause of the how close our houses were. So, I didn’t ring the bell, didn’t knock, I just jammed through their door. I rushed up the stairs and infront of her room only to find Aunt continuously banging the door telling Soul to open it. I could hear Soul’s crying and sobbing from the inside. Hipstical, I didn’t hear anything aunt said and just kicked the damn door down. I tumbled inside and saw little Soul sitting on the ground, looking at me with her big shocked eyes and tear stained face. I quickly leaned down infront of her, taking a hold of her shoulders. I hugged her to my chest and finally asked ‘What happened ?’ I was shocked, yet somewhat relieved at what she said. ‘My braids arn’t perfect’” Kili burst out laughing as I chuckled heartily at the still fresh memory. Everyone blinked a little, not expecting to hear that, before bursting out laughing themselves. My eyes unconsciously looked at Daryl’s face that sat on the logs away from the fire. I knew he was listening to the whole story, and moreover I knew he found it quite amusing as a gentle smile arched on his rough lips. At that moment i realized I was wrong. It wasn’t okay, it was perfect. It was as perfect as it could get in a world like this. Not many have the pleasure of sitting by a bonfire, laughing with their companions. Yet, we have that pleasure. The people I had only known for 2 days, were starting to grow on me. I was starting to grow on them. This was all I wanted, all I needed. I knew I had to cherish every single moment of the time I had left with them.

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