***(No Ones P.O.V)***
Maggie ran into the cafeteria and saw Glenn and Rick holding guns to this young mans head, Daryl was by the exit incase the stranger tryed to escape and Michonne was in the corner stalking forward with her katana in hand. "Now tell us what yer doin here?" The redneck yelled in his thick accent, anger clear in his voice. "I just found this place. I need help, I'm out of food." He was scared, maybe even terrified. His blue button up shirt was torn and stained with blood.
Soon enough the stranger who's name turned out to be Travis, was locked away in the cell next to Lilyanne's.
***(Carl's P.O.V)***
'This is all my fault, Lilyanne looks half dead and it's all because of me.' The tears were streaming down my face as I held her hand. I turned it over and saw the bandages rapped around her wrists. I kissed her forehead lightly. "I am so sorry. Could you ever forgive me? I'm sorry." I thought I saw her move. Maybe it was just my imagination. I couldn't see her like this, I got up and walked out of the cell. Without her there is no one to talk to, she knows everything about me, I can't believe I caused all of this. I feel tears start streaming down my face again, I love her so much, she could die because of something I said. How stupid can I be?
I passed by Travis' cell. "Hey kid." I turned around and saw him leaning against the wall. I wiped away my tears. "What do you want." I barked at him, my voice still raspy from crying. "Who's the girl in the cell next to me?" "Who she is doesn't matter to you." "Don't get so protective kid." "Stop calling me kid." I yelled "I'm probably not even that much younger than you." "How old are you?" He asked walking towards the bars separating us. "Fourteen. How old are you?" "I'm nineteen, kid." He gave me a smirk as I walked away.
***(Emma's P.O.V)***
My little sister could die, I don't know what to do or what to say. I know we fight a lot but she's still my sister. Maggie and Hershel told me that she would probably be fine, but she doesnt look fine. Almost all of the cuts are open and she could get an infection or she could just not wake up. WE need her hear with us. She's my sister, Maggie's best friend, Carl's love, Judith's care-taker. This prison just wouldn't be the same with out her. I curl up into a little ball on my bunk and cry. Soon enough I'm shaking and sobbing, thinking about all of the good times me, Lilyanne and our mom have had. "She has to be ok, she has to be." I whisper to myself.
*(AN- I know I haven't updated in a loong time buti hope you enjoy this chapter. Please vote and comment. Thanks for reading.)*
