After the attack of Ed I was taken in by Andrea and Amy so they could clean me up and look after me. Carol refused any help from the other woman and she dragged Ed home once he was able to walk. Andrea walked me to her tent and then had me sit down on the ground.
"Jade?" Amy spoke and I looked up through my hair to her and saw her blue eyes looking at me. She had a hair tie in her hand. "We need to pull your hair back" she whispered softly as she held up the hair tie she was holding. I looked at it then to her eyes again and saw her eyes that used to normally be clear and crystal blue were now irritated and red from her crying earlier.
I managed to nod to her to give permission to touch my hair and she moved around me and as gently as she could she combed my hair with her fingers back and out of my face the best she could then put the hair tie into my hair making sure not to make it tight. It was so loose that if I were to shake my head it would probably just fall out. My bangs however refused to stay pulled back and fell back into my face. I heard footsteps and looked to see Andrea was walking back and she moved to sit down in front of me.
They didn't say anything as they looked at my wounds and then Andrea finally reached for my chin and pulled it up to look at her and she pushed my bangs behind my ears so she could see clearly. She gave me a warm smile and took a wet cloth and reached up and rubbed my head. When she pulled away I saw red over the cloth.
"He was wearing a ring I guess" Andrea spoke finally seeing my eyes follow the cloth as she dipped it into a bucket of water to get it off mostly. She squeezed it dry and moved to my jaw and dabbed my jaw and cheek where he had punched me. "Jade..." Andrea started carefully choosing her words but I already knew what she wanted to ask. I looked right into her eyes as she was cleaning the dirt from my face. "Did he?..." she froze and looked into my eyes and couldn't find the words that were gentle enough "sexually abuse you?" she spoke being blunt.
I looked down and thought about her words but there was only one answer for it
"Yes" I mumbled so low they almost couldn't hear me. I heard Amy behind me stop breathing at my answer and I saw Andrea lean back a little. "It's why I have the bruises...why I dress the way I do, why I act the way I do, why I hide" I noted to them now starting to ramble when I turned to Amy who was looking at me with shock and even more tears in her eyes. "You told Dale about me?" I asked her. and she nodded
"I was worried about you" She told me and shook her head "did he talk to you?"
"yeah..." I nodded. "Something tells me that he thought Daryl did it" I shook my head but I was mostly just talking to myself
"What makes you say that?" Andrea asked confused as she cleaned up more of the blood on my face
"Well he didn't want me to see Daryl when they told him about Merle" I explained to her and she scoffed
"Well we all see how you look at him... and when you stood up for him when Shane had him around the neck?" Andrea spoke with the smirk still plastered on her face "hell we all just thought you two were getting it on some nights" Andrea admitted making my mouth fall open at her accusation and Amy hit her arm lightly
"Don't tell her that" Amy hissed lightly
"I've never done that" I told Andrea and she froze looking at me shocked. I don't see what was so surprising though.
"You've never had-"
"Not willingly....just...no" I tried to clarify but the teasing light mood was broken by the memory of what Ed did to me. "Besides... I'm not his type" I told her, shaking my head a little at the thought.
"I disagree...you seem like his type" Amy said and I looked at her. I knew what she told me was such bullshit but she was just trying to cheer me up and give me encouragement. After I was cleaned up and given some food Amy convinced Andrea to let me sleep with them in they're tent even if it was really Crowded.
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Surviving The Walking Dead (TWD FanFic)
Fanfiction*SEASON ONE ONLY* During the outbreak, Jade lost her family. Everything she had was gone. Ripped away, ripped apart by those...things. After losing her family, she felt so lost and alone and wanted nothing more than to just die. That was until much...