You said to him. I'm going to kill you. Maybe not today or tomorrow. But I will. He softly chuckled and said "Dwight." You know what to do. Dwight picked me up by the arm and dragged me out of the room. I tried my best to get up and fight back but as soon as I pulled away he slammed me down to the concrete ground. I felt my teeth seethe with pain. I could taste blood in my mouth. But I didn't even have time to think about if I just got a concussion. All I I heard was a pop and a small "crack."
He broke my arm and I screamed in pain. I could feel my face burn and i started to cry again. He put his face close to my ear and said loudly "pull that shit again I'll break your other arm." I slowly got up and walked with him.
We went down a long corridor where there were big metal doors with one little slight piece of glass so you can see the small light though it. I could tell this is where they keep whoever doesn't go along with their little games and torment. He got out keys and opened a door. All I could see in it was a small mat. It was more of a towel if anything. Next thing I know I'm being pushed I there and the door slams behind me.
I slumped to the ground and try to see the damage done to my arm. I wonder how long they will leave me in here. I bring my knees to my chest and weep. I feel so useless. If only I haven't done anything. I wish I could've done more. I just wish I could see them again. Hear them tell me everything's gonna be ok. I slowly fall asleep to the memories of my people.
I get woken up by the loud creak of the heavy metal door. I see a doctor in the door frame and he says quietly. Hi my name is Emmet Carson. Although that doesn't really matter. I came to see your arm. Do you need help getting up? I look at him and try to tell if he's just a good person in the wrong crowd or if he's a demented fuck who gets off working down his victims mentally. I take his hand cautiously and say quietly "thank you. My name is y/n."
He laughs quietly "haha. Everyone knows you your the talk of the place right now. If you need to lean on me that is fine. Just tell me your symptoms and anything that's in pain." I look at him and smile slightly, maybe he isn't that bad after all.
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-Days Gone By- negan x reader
Fanfictiony/n stares at the cold and hard ground. The gravel cutting deep into her knees. She hears someone shout "alright let's meet the man!" you hear him knock 2 times. Their was a silence and then you hear the rv door creak open and you see a man in a lea...
