The tall, skinny man and young boy with a sheriff's hat, stood in the prison yard staring right back at me; bloody and wounded, basket full of formula in hand, the obvious look of exhaustion washed over me. The dead slowly turns their head and stare...
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A little warning, there is abuse and physical fights between Peter and Reece in this chapter, so if you're not comfortable, just skip past it, pretty please. It's not greatly detailed, but I figured I'd still give a warning, so here ya go! Also yes, if you noticed Dylan O'Brien gif in the last or two chapter, he plays Peter. Now, just because I made Dylan a shitty person in my story, does NOT mean I think he's a shitty person in reality. It's just for entertainment, I have love for this guy, so please, hate his character, not the actor. Thank you:)
The Lost Dixon
Ch. 19:
Reece's Point of View: I awake from the sunlight making it's way into my cell. I stretch my body out before turning onto my side and pushing myself up to begin the day. It's been a few days since the run to the Big Spot happened, since Peter basically threatened me, since Daryl told me he was my biological brother.
I've been avoiding the two men as much as possible. Daryl sees me out and about and he just stares at me, probably thinking to himself whether he should walk up to me and talk about it. I never exactly give him a chance to decide for himself as I always walk away really fast.
Peter, however, he himself tries to talk to me as well. Everyone finds it little odd for a married couple to be reunited with each other, but hardly spend any time together. If only they knew the truth about Peter. But, at the same time, when Peter catches me unexpectedly, we pretend we're the happiest couple on this earth. Again- if only everyone knew the truth about Peter.
I dressed myself for the day, slipping on a tank top, pulling my hair down and lacing up my shoes. I brushed my teeth for as long as I could before finally stepping out. I passed by everyone's cell, seeing them either empty or somebody still asleep. When I enter our dining area, Rick and Carl are already walking outside. Eventually, the dining area of our cell block will be filled with people walking in and out as they went about their day.
I step outside, skipping breakfast like I usually do. I can't exactly eat breakfast the moment I wake up. It's an odd thing for me, but when I eat after waking up, my stomach just hurts all day. Makes me feel sick and I hate that feeling.
I look over to the farming equipment and go for a pair of gloves. As I approached the bin, a body suddenly blocks it. I stop in my tracks and meet eyes with Peter. My body tensed up and I stare up at him.
"Morning, babe." He smiles at me. I take a small step back from him. He lets out a soft chuckle. "What's wrong? Wasn't expecting to see my face first thing in the morning?" He asks.
"Reece." I turn my head and felt relieved when I see Rick approaching me with Carl along beside him.
"Morning." I softly greet. In the corner of my eye, I can see Peter turning his head and glaring me down. Shit. I didn't greet him, but I greeted Rick. He's gonna be so pissed off. But Peter is smart. He isn't gonna do anything in front of Rick, not in front of anyone.
