#acherokeerose

*First voice message* *Beep* 

A heavy breath sighed through the receiver. 

"Mother was right…You were just using me like all those other girls. She told me you’d do this, but I…But I didn’t listen to her…" Another heavy breath rattled through in a staticky burst. "…You might have fooled me…But you haven’t fooled my Mother…" His voice took on a feminine tone. "I’ll stab you in the heart just like you did to him." 

[Please leave a message after the tone.]

BEEP

Hey, er...Dixon.

Just calling in to see if you're alright an' all. No big deal, yeah? I, um...I hope I didn't hurt you too bad, and I'm sorry about everything.

Me, especially. 

So...this is probably the last you'll hear from me. Have fun with life~

Possessed!AU: One of our characters is possessed by a demon and the other must figure out a way of saving them before its too late.

Okay, so there was blood on his hands and a lost part of his memory. That part wasn't such a big deal, really. It's just something that happens. The strange part was being in bed with Daryl, off all people. He was at least relieved that it wasn't her blood, but he did want to know what happened.

2: Cheek Kiss

Just trying to freak her out, is all. That's definitely what I'm doing. Suuuuure Freddie, keep telling yourself that.

To be honest, it was also an apology. After a run in with bandits, he'd gotten carried away and almost turned on her to sate the momentary bloodlust. When he felt the crossbow at his neck, however, he managed to snap out of it. Which was strange, since it usually took some sort of an apology. 

Michonne sat on the cool concrete floor, somewhere within the "tombs." She'd found herself upset and angry, and the result of her frustration was seen from the corpses of a few dozen walkers she'd come across whole trying to clear her mind.

Hearing footsteps, Michonne listened intently. From the consistent pattern of the sounds the approaching creature's feet made, she could tell it was a living human. Her katana was on her lap as she turned to face whoever was intruding on her thoughts.