|Missing Love|

Chapter 27

*Shelby's P.O.V*

Lydia was still quiet as I waited for her to say something. To explain to me what had happened to her mother. A frown was pictured on her face as she stopped drawing shapes in the dirt and she was now playing with a worm.

She sighed. "I know my mother's dead."

Her mother is dead. Alpha's dead. I honestly don't know how it happened and I'm curious to know how she found out about this new found information.

"Do you know how it happened?" I asked her.

"No." She shook her head. "I just heard people talking about it."

Even when I had hatred towards her mom for what she had done, when she killed those ten people, I felt sorry for Lydia. I hate seeing her sad.

"I'm sorry about what happened to your mom."

"You don't have to be sorry." She looked at me. "I'm upset but not upset at the same time. It's like she was my mom but then wasn't. But now, I can never view her as a mom after what she has put me through. She abused me in as many ways as possible. She never was a mother to me."

I mean, I still remember seeing Alpha slap her when she was at Hilltop for the first time when Alden and Luke were captured.

"What else has she done?" I asked her.

"She killed my dad. I know that this is something I haven't told you yet. You only know specific parts of my life. But I know that if my dad was alive then he would protect me."

"What about Henry?" I questioned. "He protected you, right?"

She nodded. "He protected me even when he didn't have to. He risked his life for me when he didn't have to. I miss him."

I missed Henry too. We were close as well back at Hilltop.

Then when thinking of Henry, it made me think of my other close guy best friend who is no longer here.

His name is Carl. He's Judith and RJ's older brother.

The thought of me remembering him dying makes me sad. I was upset when I found out but that's normal. We live in a zombie apocalypse for damn sake.

When I looked back at Lydia, she was still quiet and it made me remember what else had happened to her while I was at Hilltop and she was here.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were getting bullied?" I asked.

She sighed. "It wasn't happening before until it was. I was just trying to fit in here and the only people that I could talk to were Daryl and Negan. Then it just happened. Gage, Alfred, and Margo started making fun of me and putting me down. It made me feel insecure. Until I decided that I had enough of it one day and then cut up a dead squirrel right in front of them and made the blood get on Gage."

"And then what happened?"

"Later on that day, I was alone, walking around the community. Until the three of them ganged up on me. I thought my life was over because they started to beat up me and if it wasn't for Negan then I wouldn't be here right now." She explained.

"And that's why you then went inside Negan's cell because you felt safe there." I added on.

She nodded at my statement. "I figured that if I was in the cell then no one would hurt me."

She was starting to get ready to cry. I was tearing up just hearing this. I then pulled her in for a hug and she immediately hugged me back as she sobbed. She has gone through so much and she barely has anyone there for her.