The Walking Dead imagine's

Abused

Warning: Mention of sexual abuse!

NOT SEXUALIZING AT ALL, OR NOT IN ANY WAY

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•Y/n's POV•

Ron was my best friend but he never understood that I'm taken. Ron would do things like we were a couple, he'd try to kiss me, pin me to the wall, and just try to do things like we were a couple. I didn't like it, but I can't tell anyone. Ron said if I did he'd hurt everyone that knows.

I sit on the porch overthinking like I always do 'What if people find out, even without me telling them?' 'What would Ron do?' 'Why does Ron do this?' 'Does he-' I hear someone call my name. I look up and it's Carl! "Hey, I'm going on a run. Wanna come?" He asks me. "Sure! Who's coming?" I ask. "Me, my dad, Ron," I space out again... Ron is coming. Well Carl's gonna be there so maybe I'll be ok? "Yeah I'll come!" I say acting like I was listening. "Alright see you in 5!" He starts to walk away. I stand up and start walking into the house. Ron's at our kitchen table. "Excuse me! This is our house." I yell quietly. "I don't care." He shrugs. I roll my eyes and start to walk up to my room, Ron follows...

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I walk in and slam my door, hopefully he won't come in. Ron comes in... "CAN I CHANGE?" I lift my shirt back down. Ron walks over to me and lifts my shirt up, I quickly pull it down and slap him. "Woah!" He says. "Get. Out." I determined. He didn't listen. "Whatever I'll were what I'm wearing." I say to myself.

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"You ready?" Carl asks holding his hand out. "Yup!" I grab him hand and we start to leave. I feel a hand touch my hand, I flinch and realize it's Ron. "Enough." I whisper just so Ron hears me. "Daryl said he seen some stores up this trail yesterday." Carl says pulling me closer. "Alright!" I say. "Is there anything good?" Ron asks Carl. "I don't know." Carl shrugs.

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We get to where Daryl leaded us. Me, Carl, and Ron went in a store together. While Carl was scanning the isles Ron grabbed my butt.. I quickly walk up to Carl. "Ron's acting weird." Carl says. "Yeah." I agree. I stay close to Carl. 'I really want to tell Carl. I bet he'd understand?' I say to myself.

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We're home now and got some more supplies. I was washing my hair but then Ron walked in... "GET OUT!" I cover my 2 areas. Ron takes off his shirt. 'Hopefully someone will hear me!' I say to myself again. "GET OUT!" I scream louder. Carl runs into my bathroom and sees my bent down hiding my areas and Ron getting undressed. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Carl yelled. "DAD!" He yelled again. Ron quickly got dressed and tried to leave but Carl wouldn't let him. "Ye-" Rick walks in and sees me in tears while Carl grabs me a towel. "Get him out of here. NOW." Carl determines. Carl hands me the towel, looks away so I can wrap myself up, and once I'm done he runs to me and gives me a hug. "Is this the first time?" He looks up at me. I shake my head no. I tell Carl everything. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He asks while getting me clothes. "Ron said he'd hurt anyone that knew." I look down.

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I am now dressed and listening to Carl's heart beat. I feel safe knowing Ron is never aloud near me. Thank god.