QUESTIONING Chapter 1

QUESTIONING Chapter 1

Daryl was walking down the hall, from the back bedrooms, towards the kitchen. He could hear voices. It wasn't his intention to eavesdrop, but he was naturally quiet, and they didn't notice his presence.

"Carol, I would like to broach a subject with you, which may be none of my business and may come off as insensitive. However, if one does not inquire, one does not learn" said Eugene, who was sitting on a stool at the island, while Carol cleaned the kitchen.

"You can ask me anything you want Eugene, but it doesn't mean I'm going to answer" Carol responded.

"Duly noted." Carol gave Eugene a raised eyebrow indicating he should continue with his line of questioning.

"What exactly is the nature of your relationship with Daryl Dixon?" Carol looked a little nonplussed. Daryl wanted to enter the room and tell Eugene to shut up, but he was also interested in how she would reply, so he remained hidden.

"What Daryl and I have is special, ... friendship doesn't seem like a strong enough word for it. He gets me, and I get him. He's my person." Daryl liked the way she described it, she was his person too.

"But, you don't share living quarters, so it's not a physical relationship?" Now Daryl wanted to punch Eugene in the gut.

"I see this is the insensitive part of your question. You're right, it's not physical. That's not what Daryl wants."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure. Trust me, I've tried a few times, he's not interested."

"That must get lonely sometimes."

"It does, but I've accepted it."

"Would you consider a physical relationship with someone else?" Carol let out a small laugh.

"I see, and I am sure you have somebody in mind."

"I might have a few suggestions."

"Well, I'm not in the market at the moment, but I'll let you know if I change my mind."

Daryl slowly backed down the hall. His lungs felt like all the air had escaped. She didn't think he was interested, that he didn't want her. He returned to his bedroom, he needed time to process what was just said.

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