Brain Biters (Bethyl story)

Chapter 5

BETHS POV
Crap....

"hello Beth" who does that voice belong to, i recognize it but from where? A male, deep voice who knows me then it hits me. officer McGinley. he was one of the officers from Grady, he was a creepy guy, i always caught him looking at me, well all of them looked at me i learned just to ignore it and not think about the disgusting thoughts that would be going through their minds. he was quite tall, he had brown hair and stubble, he must of been in his late 20's early 30's.

"hello McGinley, I thought I saw a rat" i said in reply. Pushing down the panic, that's telling me to thrash out at him and ignoring the cold bite of a knifes edge at my throat. I couldn't let him or anyone hear the fear in my voice or see it in my eyes

"Beth!" Maggie whimpered barley audible. everyone was still no one moved in fear that my blood would soon be spilled over the floor.

"what do want McGinley?" i said, him still never moving the knife from my neck.

"you" he said in reply, this send shivers down my back but not good ones.i could feel bile making its way up my throat, the though of him literally making me feel sick. i could see the anger in Daryl's face that he didn't try to hide. "so Beth, have you missed me" he continues

"obviously" i say in a sarcastic tone, if I try to distract him long enough I may be able to make my way out of this situation alive, I had just gotten my family back I was sure as hell not giving them up now.

"oh little Beth your so funny, you know the good thing about you is you always seem to lighten up the mood even when being stared in the face by death" i can see Rick slowly inching himself closer and closer to his gun, trying to grasp it without the intruder noticing.

"you move and she dies" the officer shouted to everyone, still not removing the knife from my throat.

"Beth?" Daryl says fear lacing his voice, making my heart crack a little.

"oh don't worry yourself Daryl i can take him, he wouldn't kill me anyway he don't have it in him" i say to him, purposely trying to sound cocky " you never did" i say now directing my speech to the officer now "you were just the one in the background that used to follow Gorman around like a lost puppy, always looking on but never doing anything, i mean since he went and got his throat ripped out by a walker you've just been waiting for you moment haven't you?"

"don't talk about officer Gorman that way" he said sternly in reply, his face a mask of stone.

"oh why not, i mean you know what he tried to do to me right?, of course you do, you all did but i mean that's just the normal there isn't it? prying on young fragile girls. i mean i was an easy target to all of you, small little beth, she wouldn't struggle. well that's what gorman thought until i smashed his head in" I spit these words to him.

"what? no, Dawn said he was out on a run when he got swarmed" McGinleys face twisting with confusion. The knife at his grip loosening a bit.

"ha funny that isn't it? i guess she lied to us all. remember that day gorman went into dawns office because he saw me in there?. do you ever remember him coming out. No? well do remember what he was gonna do to me, he tried but i smashed him over the head with a jar. and do you remember that young girl that came in she'd been bitten on the arm i think, she was pleading for her death, i remember you standing at the window watching as i had to hold her down while her arm was sawed off, well that girl killed herself in dawn office the next day with the same pair of scissors i killed dawn with. it was easy really once i hit gorman he fell over and she turned, you can probably guess the rest." everyone is transfixed with the story I'm telling him. Maggie is crying again and i can see anger and pain painted on Daryl and ricks faces.

"bitch!" he says to me as he digs the knife further into my neck. i can now feel the warmth of my blood dribbling down my neck and chest. I gasp a little but i refuse to move or cry out in pain despite the throbbing, the burning sensation of pain that's filling me. I push back on him at that and turn myself around in his grip, the knife dragging on my skin as i do it, i knee him in the part that no man wants to be kneed in, grabbing the knife from his grasp and point it at him

"give me the cuffs McGinley"

" you wont kill me, you only a little girl, sure you may of killed people before but do you really want to add more to your list? eh?" he says with a smirk plastered on his face. He so smug, it takes all I have no to plunge the knife into him there and then.

"Oh really, i'm already going to hell anyway, Give me the cuffs!" i say more forcefully this time, he eventually does and i drag him over to one of the pipes and cuff him to them. i remove all his weapons from his belt and hit him over the head with the butt of his gun making him fall to the floor limp, unconscious. "thank you for you cooperation, it's greatly appreciated"
I throw his gun on the table along with the knife. Walking across the room i make my way to the Door that I had just entered minutes ago overjoyed to tell the group good news, now walking through them pain pulsing through my neck and tears brimming at my eyes. Before exiting I turn around and face the group
"Ehhh, by the way the showers are working" I say before slipping through the door. As I turn the corner to walk along the corridor I can make out the words of the tall red head Abraham
"I like her" he says followed by a quick "ow" which I guess must have been supported by a punch in the arm from the brunette Rosita. This brings a small smile to my face. I continue through the abandoned hallway, purpose in my stride, determined to find a small space where I can curl up and just cry, releasing all the pain and emotions that have been building up inside me, somewhere I can cry and cry, allowing my eyes to turn red and my face to turn puffy without prying eyes.