*Glenn's POV*
There she was. I peeked down the hallway of the abandoned house and watched as Carol cleaned her gun.
What am I doing?
I then found myself creeping down the hallway, holding my hunting knife down by my side.
Stop!
But I couldn't stop. I was like I was a puppet and there was another person controlling me. My feet defied my mind as I got closer, and closer to Carol. She still hadn't noticed me yet but by the time I was a couple feet behind her, she whipped around.
"Oh my gosh, Glenn! You scared me!" She said and put a hand over her heart. "Anything you need?"
My sweaty palms held the knife casually behind my back, and I felt my fingers trembling.
"Uh.....yeah," I choked out.
"Is something wrong?" She asked and looked a bit concerned.
"I'm so sorry," I said and plunged the knife into her stomach. She didn't even scream, she just fell to the floor with a 'thud' and the life drained from her eyes.
What have I done?
~•~•~•~
I jolted up from my sleep, my hand over my heart. My breaths were quick and shaky as I looked around.
"Hey, you okay?" Maggie asked and rubbed my back.
"Not really," I said and ran my fingers through my hair.
"What's wrong?"
"I-" I couldn't tell her. The person said she would kill us all if I did. "I'm scared for Emmie."
"Hey, it's only been a day, she's survived longer on her own before." He played with a strand of my black hair and leaned on my shoulder. "Everything will work out. Just like it always has. We will keep looking for her."
I nodded and laid back down on the ground.
~•~•~•~
"Daddy! Daddy wake up!" Harper said and shook my shoulders.
"What's wrong?" I asked with my eyes still closed.
"Mommy's gone!" When she said that I shot up and looked around.
"Maggie? Maggie? Maggie?" I asked, getting louder and louder each time. I stood up and looked everywhere. I guess I was loud because everyone woke up.
"What's wrong, Glenn?" Tara asked and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
"M-Maggie's......gone," I choked out and dropped to my knees.
"Okay this is starting to get out of hand. Emmie and Maggie have both gone missing within two days," Rick said. "Someone is taking them."
*Emmie's POV*
My sweaty jaw was clenched as I tried to move my ankle. "AHHH!" I screamed and stopped. But the scream only caused more pain. My hand moved to my wound on my stomach and I pressed down on it. Blood seeped through my fingers and I got an idea.
I grabbed the end of my shirt and ripped it. I took the cloth and wrapped it around my stomach to close the wound.
I heard voices outside and the door was swung open. Someone was tossed in and they landed on the cement floor. I instantly recognized the person and my eyes widened.
I stood up on one leg. "Mommy?"
A/N
Oh snap! How many of you thought I would kill Carol? Comment what you think!
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