Charlie's POV
I slowly opened my eyes to be blinded by the bright light. I groaned in pain as I held my head with my hand. I looked at my surroundings to see I was in a small shack. It was dark and cold. There was a soft sound from my right and Sky slowly woke up. "Sky?" I choked out. She moved her head towards me and gave me the faintest smile. "W-where are we, Charlie?" She asked. I looked around the room again. Just as I was going to reply, the cheesy metal door creaked opened and a man came through. "Why are you doing this?" Sky asked. I quietly moved my legs against the tight rope and my hands that were tied behind me. The person stood by the door and stayed there. I couldn't see his face, because the only light in here was three small candls tied to the walls. He was in the dark. When I gave up trying to move my wrist or ankels, I swallowed a lump in my throat and starred right ahead. "Where are we?" Sky growled more. The person let out a low, dry chuckle. I could tell he was a man. He had a manly shape and his tone sounded venomous. The man slowly came out and dragged a chair from the side of the wall with him. He placed it and sat down in front of us. "I'm sorry if my men hurt you. That wasn't my intention." He stated. It was quiet. "Now, I wanted to ask you girls a couple of questions." He continued. "What for?" Sky asked. "Well, I can tell you are the talkative one." I didn't say a word. I was trained for these situations. I was trained to withhold information until I died. "I need to know where your group is at. Where are you staying?" He asked. Sky nor I said anything in return. She knew the threats if he knew where our family was. "Not into talking now? Huh. Well, we can join forces, make this group stronger." He said between us. "You look like youve been through hell, we all have. Now we can protect one another if we have bigger numbers.....Just tell me where your group is at." I wasn't going to break anytime soon. I was only hopping Sky knew better than to trust him. He let out a big breath and leaned forward. "I apologize. I didn't even introduce myself. Im the Governor." I glared at him some more and he caught on. I wasn't going to say anything. "I understand where this is going." The Govenor said with a sigh. Suddenly, the door opened again and Merle with another man walked in. When Sky looked up to see who came through the door, she began to shake a little and her eyes held fear. "Tate...." She breathed out. My eye shot to the direction of the other guy. Sky told me everything about him. Tate grinned as the Governor moved behind me and untied my legs from the chair. Once I sat up, I quickly back-headed him in the nose and kicked Tate that lunged after me in then jewels. Merle was about to step forward when the Governor regained himself and yanked back on my hair and punched me backward. "Merle, take her to the low-deck." The Govenor ordered as he held his bleeding nose. Tate was still hunched over on the ground. Sky looked up to me with proudness, but also with worry. Merle grabbed my wrists and held his knife to my side as he pushed me out the door. I looked back to Sky as the door came to close and gave her a reasuring nod. We were going to survive this.Sky's POV
Charlie left after her attempt to get free. It was a good plan, but she failed. I was left alone with Tate now. The Governor left after Charlie and...Merle? What kind of name is that? It didn't matter. What mattered was the nightmare I thought I escaped was standing in front of me again. I swallowed hard and kept my glare on him. "Nice to see you again, Skyler." Tate mussed. I didn't break my stare. "Now, I'm suppose to get infomation from you, but The Governor doesn't know we are together. I wont hurt you, Skies, I never have and never will. I love you too much." He said as he krept his came closer and was kneeling in front of me. "How I've missed you-" I spat in his face before he could continue. Everything changed in a second. Tate spun around and grabbed a knife, holding it against my face. "That wasn't nice." He growled under his breath. "I'm not a nice person anymore." I hissed back. Tate grinned and flicked the knife upward in a swift motion and cut my cheek. It wasnt bad, but it stung. He did it again, and again, and again. I almost lost count at 6 of the movements he cut my face with. "Now, that was just to show how much I missed you, skies. The real fun starts now." He licked his lips as he walked out and then back in the room with a needle and some liquid in a bottle. I knew what it was for. Tate soaked up the substance and walked over to me. "This was my favorite part, Skies. It was the best." I knew he was a sick man. The while thing never started this way, but things happen, people change. Before I knew it, the firery pain in my arm hissed as I felt the drug swirl threw my veins and everything blurred together.Charlie's POV
I was pushed through the small hallways and into another small room. Much like the other one, but this just had a single chair in it. Nothing else. It seemed smalled and dirtier, but that isn't what bothered me. "Come on, Merle." I begged as he started to move to the chair. I swiftly turned around to face him before he pushed me into the chair. "Merle...Please. I know you. This, this isnt you." I stated. "Well, Missy, ye don't know shit 'bout me." He spat back. "Merle!" He looked taken back at my voice. "What is wrong with you? Yeah, this world has changed me, but I would never give one of my family members to some sick bastard that wants to possibly kill the rest of my family!" I exclaimed. "He wont hurt ye, not bad. Jus' tell us where my baby bro is at...I'll let ye go myself." Merle offered. "Like hell. I have people I care about there! My family is there! Daryl is there!" I yelled back. "Huh, when ye left, I thought I would never see ye again Missy. Now look at ye, all grown up and killin the dead." Merle smirked. "Merle..." My voice was softer. "Lets go. Come home with Sky and me. Back to Daryl and have it be like old times." I whispered. Merle stopped and turned back to me. "That choice is long gone, Missy." Merle said with a saddened tone. "We can come back from this. Please." I begged. I wasn't afraid of Merle, I just wanted to go home. Back to the prison with Sky. Merle looked like he was going to agree, but the door creaked open and The Governor stepped in. "You're excused, Merle." He said. Merle looked to me and then walked out. He was just going to leave me here. I stood in front of the Governor with my hand and ankles tied up. He slowly walked over to me and pulled out his short knife. He grabbed me forcefully and when I thought he was just going to end it there, he held then brought it to my neck. I didn't know what I was expecting, but I went along with whatever the hell he was doing. I didn't need to cause more trouble. He looked at me and licked his lips. I just starred at the ground. "Where's your group?" He asked. I didn't reply. He huffed and grabbed my chin to make me look up to him. I glared at the man as he asked again. "Tell me where the hell your group is and I won't have to hurt that gorgeous face of yours." He growled as he stood in front of me. He raised his fist and my head knocked to the right. I rolled my head back and quickly head-butted him again in the gut. He grabbed his stomach and kneed my face. I didn't try to fight back. "You little bitch." He seethed. I smirked as he brought his fist down at me once more. He wouldn't stop there. He just kept hitting and hitting, like I was some pillow he could punch around. The pain was unbearable. The thought of never leaving here killed me. To never see Daryl again.....No, I wouldn't think like that. I had to have some kind of hope that I would get out if this. To get Sky and go home. This is what I thought about as The Govenor punched me over and over. I thought how I was in the same position I was in before I left. I kept my tears in that threatened to fall. I just had to keep going...keep going until somebody came. Until Daryl came....Short but I'll post the next chapter soon and it'll be longer.
Answer: It was C! They both got left behind.
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