My Rule

Chapter 34

My leg hurt so much when I got up. But it felt better than yesterday. I am literally going to kill Enid for doing this to me. I don't care about her so called, 'friendship' that she wants. That to me is long gone. There was never any 'friendship' that was going on here. She just wants to take place of me and everything I love, just like how she did in 6th grade! This is going to end now. One way or another.

I look around the room and see my sister and Carl. Their eyes widen and smiles creep on their faces.

"Hey Lills. How ya feeling?" Maggie asked me.

"I'm alright." I said. I look over and see Carl and his eyes were bloodshot and blotchy red. "Hi baby." He said smoothing my hair. I smiled halfway and he kissed the top of my head. I looked down to see my thigh stitched up. It was actually better than I thought. Just a little dot from the arrow in my leg.

Everyone came in and aske dome how I was doing. "It hurts but it's bearable." I said truthfully. They laughed and I hear my name being called. There was something about that call that reminded me of Satan himself. It reminded me of my terrible childhood, and made the goosebumps and hairs on my skin tingle.

I look past everyone and see Enid. She looks at me with a sad face. "Hey. Are you feeling better?" She asked me. I sat there wide- eyed at her with my mouth partly open. I then jerked up and my hands clamped on her throat, choking her.

Everyone gasped and she tried getting out of my grasp. I fell out of bed hitting the ground hard on my leg. I let out a yelp of pain. She got up and she slapped me hard. I kicked her legs as she fell. I got on top of her and started choking her again.

But someone ruined my deed. Rick and Glenn pulled me back as Carl and Abraham pulled Enid back. They set me back on the table and my sister started yelling at me.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?!"

"She did it on purpose! I know it! She shot me on purpose! And you want to know how I know that? Because before I blacked out I saw her smiling!" I yelled back.

"That doesn't mean you go choke her!" Rick yelled at me.

"I told.you not to let her join the group for one reason and one reason only! Because I knew she was going to hurt me! I knew it and you guys didn't care even after I told you what she had done go me!"

Enid stepped forward holding her throat. "All I wanted this time was your friendship!"

"BULLSHIT! You didn't want my friendship! You only wanted to get back at me for something that happened in 6th grade Enid! Well guess what? Almost 6 years have gone by and you still haven't changed! You may have fooled everyone else but you can't fool me!"

"I'm not trying to fool you!" She cried. "All I wanted was to try and be friends with you again! And I'm sorry I shot you it was an accident! I just want to be friends! I want our old friendship back!"

"OH FUCK YOUR FRIENDSHIP! YOU NEVER WANTED ANY OF MY FRIENDSHIP! And if you did then you have a funny way of showing it! We can't be friends Enid! No matter how many time you beg to be friends with you, you always mess it up! So you know what? We can't be friends! Never! Because I cant trust you with that! You've broken your promises and I'm not going through with it anymore."

She started crying like mad. Everyone looked at me sadly. I felt like everyone had turned against me. I felt like they thought I was the bad guy. I looked at Carl and he looked at me sadly with disgust. He was holding Enid while she was crying in his chest. That was something I did with Carl! I felt tears brim my eyes.

I grabbed my boots, gun, and jacket and jumped off the table. I pushed everyone out of my way running out of the cell. I heard a few people calling my name but I ignored it and ran off.

I ran out some of the hallway and ran down the big corridor. Hot tears fell down my cheek. I cried and whimpered in pain as my leg ached. I limp-ran into the horses stable and fell against my hosre. I hugged him and cried into his long neck. I angrily took a blanket and wrapped it around myself making a pillow with hay.

I cried myself to sleep tonight. I thought of the times Carl and I shared. I thought of the time I was rescued by Carol and Daryl in the woods. I wish that never happened. I would've been better off getting eaten by those damn infected bastards. Which led me to think of the time I got hit by the truck and was in the coma. I wished that they pulled the plug then. It probably would've been better than dealing with this.