Brain Biters (Bethyl story)

Chapter 1

BETHS POV
I'm going home. In what had felt like a lifetime in reality was only a few days, but in those few days I had been to hell and back suffered more than I should of. In some ways my experience could be seen in a positive outlook, I've become stronger, forced to by the harsh truths of reality and defending for myself. Me and carol are going home,to our dysfunctional family. Throughout my experience here at Grady I've always kept my daddy's words in my head "we've all got jobs to to Bethy". I've never showed weakness here, never letting anyone see my tears, only crying in the cover of the shower. As we walk through the halls, I can sense the tension building up, thick enough to cut with a knife. I can feel the cool sting of the scissors stuck up my arm cast, I wasn't coming unprepared, if every one else would be armed I sure as hell wasn't going to be an acceptation. Carol said I've changed, that I've lost my innocence, that I'm really no better than anyone else now. She right. I have changed. I now struggle to see the good in people, I no longer pray to God for help or redemption, I rely on myself, an that's it. I'm no longer that helpless little farm girl, that slit her wrists for attention or wallowed in her own self pity. I've locked all my emotions in a cage like birds and threw away the key, releasing the inner demon, doing what I have to do to survive, to protect my family. That night when carol came into the hospital I was getting ready for a fight, I knew I was going to die but I sure as hell was gonna take a few people down with me, that was the night I accepted that I was a monster, and I would do whatever It took to get out of this place even if my escape meant death, at least I would be out. But then I saw carol And I knew that my family was still alive, and that they would find a way to get us both out. We've arrived at the hallway where the exchange is going to take place, I can see the silhouettes of my people behind the doors, all guns have been put down and they descend into the hall, emotions hitting me like a brick, happiness, excitement, fear, anger, determination. I refused to let these show though only staring ahead. Carols exchanged first and is greeted into the open arms of the group. Good. then it's me, I feel the iron grip of dawns hand on my arm pulling my forward. Once I've been exchange I'm pulled under one of ricks arms and he kisses me on the head, then daryl gives me a slight hug. Daryl, the one I left, taken in the night leaving him on his own, I had feeling for daryl, strong feelings. He told me I was the light to his darkness, the hope in his heart, telling him never to give up, he risked his life that night to save me. I've been to lost in my thoughts to relies that Noah is going back. He's handing his gun to Rick saying that it's ok, he's doing what he has to do. Hell no, I risked my life for him to get out, he sure as hell isn't going back to this hell hole, he deserves to see his family again.
"It's not ok" the first words I've spoken. I run up to Noah and wrap my short arms around his neck.
"It's not ok" I repeat
"It is, it's fine. It's ok, it's ok." He whispers into me ear, offering me words of comfort.
" I knew you'd be back" dawn says. I snap my head towards her, eyes wide making contact with hers. I let go off Noah never letting my eyes leave hers. I can feel everyone looking at us there eyes burning into me like lasers. I lift my chin, puff my chest out and take stance In Front of her like a lion fighting for dominance.
"I get it now" I say as I say as I plunge the pair of scissors into her neck. She falls instantly to the ground, grabbing her throat it a fight for breath a puddle of blood pooling below her, she suddenly stops twitching and becomes limp. Everyone's eyes are on me. Shocked by the scene in front of them. One of dawns people shoot, aimed at me but miss and only graze my arm. I give out a small cry and someone runs to me, but I push them off. Shepherd the female officer shouts stop, panic in her eyes.
"It's all over, it was just about her, it was just her" she says. I turn around to find who the person was who tried to comfort me was. Daryl. Then I walk out the hallway and down the stairs, I sit on the bottom step, put my head in my hand and sigh. I move my hands to notice the pool of blood forming beneath me from my arm. That's when I hear the running down the stairs towards me.