Carol Peletier (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} notmylittlegirl) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} makebelievelog, |
Just like she liked helping and interacting with Lil'D. She didn't have anything against the kid. Daryl seemed to look down on him. She knew that was because he knew exactly what the child had been through. He knew everything that was fresh in Lil'D's mind that he had probably tried to forget up to this point. Daryl didn't like his past, but his past was a living, breathing, feeling child at the moment. It wasn't fair to the child in question, which was one of the reasons that Carol was irked with him.
Daryl's treatment of the younger version of himself had gotten old, to an extent. Though, that wasn't the big reason that she had been ignoring him. And when she wasn't ignoring him for the passed few days she had been short with him. Daryl had acted like there was something that Lil'D didn't need to know when it came to the two of them. That had gotten to Carol a bit, for some reason. She and Daryl didn't have any private business that the child couldn't be told about. And, of course, because of the way that she had read the text Carol had been unable to help but worry about what Daryl did mean about their business. Had he meant that he didn't want anyone to know about the two of them in any way? Was he ashamed of her?
And even though some of the thoughts were stupid, Carol had gotten a bit sensitive. She had gotten upset. She didn't think that Daryl was ashamed of her. She was, however, sure that there was nothing going on between the two of them other than friendship, so there was no reason not to answer anything that the little boy had wrong or wanted to know. And ultimately that was a part of the problem too. There was nothing between them, at least not mutually. Carol knew how she felt about Daryl. And she was unsure about how he felt about her, truthfully. There were moments when she was sure that he cared about her just as much. When he did things like what he had done on Mother's Day, she felt special.
When he acted the way he had via text messages she doubted that. She knew that she had a friend no matter what. And Carol could be satisfied with that. It didn't stop her from wondering and thinking about it, though. And because of how she felt, she knew that she would forgive him soon. She just needed a little more time.
Carol had been working with Lil'D when Daryl barged in. He had interrupted their attempt to work on the kid's homework, actually. Carol had been trying to help him grasp what he had to do for school. She was hoping it would eventually make a difference for him, actually. So, the interruption was not appreciated. "Daryl!" She couldn't help but say his name that way, startled, and wondering what the hell he was doing. Carol was a little shell-shocked, and she sat there on the sofa as her friend ordered his younger self to Rick's place. He was obviously determined to get the kid out, but she didn't know why. So, once Lil'D was gone and Daryl stood in the doorway to the threshold of their place, Carol couldn't help but stare at him.
"What the hell is going on?" She asked him, getting up from her spot on the couch and approaching him. "Borrow me for what, where are we going?" Carol crossed her arms, but despite that body posture she trusted him and was ready to follow him. "You know you interrupted working on homework."