We finished getting dressed, and went over our options. We had enough ammo to take out the men, but it might not end well. We could also escape out the back of the house, but there are only two ways out of the community, and theyre probably blocked. We decided its probably best to comply to the orders given. Hand in hand, we walked out the door.
"What is it you want with us?" I asked the leader.
"We want you to come with us, and you arent getting a choice. We will collect your guns and other belongings have you any, and they will be stored at our safehaven."
Just then, one of the armed men walked over to us, and took hold of our arms quite firmly.
"Come on now, faggots."
Ouch. Ive only been hearing that my entire life.
Hesitantly, we made our way to the truck. When we got around to the back, i was shocked to feel myself getting lifted off of the ground. I was 6'2, and i just completely cleared the ground by the force of someone else. I sat next to Carl in the back of the truck, and unsurprisingly enough, he nuzzled into me.
"Dont worry love, we'll make it through this."
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Walking With The Dead
Fanfiction*I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF "THE WALKING DEAD" NOR DO I OWN OR CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF ANY CHARACTERS IN "THE WALKING DEAD* Note: This story contains boyxboy content.
