Luke TWDG x Reader / I Won't Leave

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[TW: SEXUAL ASSAULT]

My dream was nice, I couldn't remember much except Luke being in it. I wish I could have slept longer and not feel or worry about the constant fear and stress of reality. But Troy wouldn't grant me that and I found myself yet again being woken up by him, my morning already ruined. "Rise and shine, princess." He mocked as he stared down at my sleeping form. I grimaced at his words and did my best not to talk back, knowing I'd most likely get punished. Although that was seeming more and more likely to happen. I was almost ready to clock him in the face and break his nose. "Yeah, yeah, I'm up." I huffed as I forced my body upright, stretching my sore muscles before standing up. Troy opened his big mouth again. "You better go down and eat, or you ain't eating til dinner." He threatened, obviously liking having the authority over me. I didn't respond as I left and went to eat something, slipping in some extra food for Luke later. I mentally prepared myself for another day of 'work', if that's what one could call it and was very much relieved to know I was going to work with Bonnie. Even though I had no respect for her for willingly following the leadership of a psychopath, I still felt less anxious than having to work with the likes of Troy. Thoughts of Luke ran through my mind as Bonnie made me do the most boring work ever.

Lunch time rolled around finally and I had a small time frame to sneak out and see Luke. Carefully planning how I'd get there, I managed to get outside and I snuck into the comic shop almost completely noiseless. Deciding against calling out should anyone be nearby, I look for Luke. I find him in a room in the back and notice he looks worse than yesterday. Approaching him, I softly call out, noticing he was sleeping. "Luke?" He didn't respond and I became more anxious, gently shaking his shoulder. Still no response. "Luke!" His eyes shot open and he jolted away from me, expecting someone who wasn't me. The expression on his face changed from frightened to relieved. "[Name]... What're you doing here?" He asked me groggily, standing up after a moment. "I wanted to see you. You look like shit, no offence." Luke managed a bitter laugh. "Yeah well it ain't been easy, honey. I'm trying my best to not to get caught but I'm getting more and more tempted to steal food." I smile knowingly and reach into my pocket, bringing out the food I saved from breakfast and hold it out to him. "Here, I know it's not much but I hope it's good enough for now..." I mutter sheepishly and he accepts it gratefully, a smile forming on his face. "You're the best." Blushing at his words, I wait for him to finish eating before I continue. "The group was talking about a plan to get out, I'm not sure what the plan is, but I want you to be careful. They're doubling down on watches, with the herd coming and us here I'm guessing Carver's getting more paranoid." Luke considers my words and nods along, seeming like he already knew. "Clem came by and gave me a radio. I've been trying to figure out the patrolling times and how to get y'all out..." He responds, trailing off for a brief moment, looking detached and fidgety. "I-I'm not sure what'll happen, but I'll do everything I can to make sure you- everyone gets out of this damn prison." Luke finishes, gently grabbing my hand. I can feel the unusual lack of warmth on his skin and I can't help but pity him in his current state. Fucking Carver. "I know." I say. Luke responds by bringing his hand up to my face, trailing his fingers down my cheek. Reaching up to hold his cold hand, I hold it to my face closer in an affectionate manner. "I wish you could stay longer, I want to-" Luke's cut off by sudden shouting.

"[Name]! Where the fuck are ya?!" Troy asks from outside. I knew immediately I overstayed and jump to my feet. "Fuck. I have to go." Starting to walk out, my arm is caught by Luke as he spins me back around with surprising force and pulls me in for a deep but haste kiss. "Be careful. If he tries anything I swear to God I will-" I stop him with my own kiss and mask my fearful emotions with a loving smile as I pull away. "I'll see you soon, okay?" He nods and I know it's hard for both of us to say goodbye, but with Troy looking for me I know I can't stay any longer. My body navigates itself to the door and I hesitate before exiting. Immediately scanning for Troy, I notice him further down the sidewalk. Before I could get the chance to sneak back inside without him noticing, he turns and sets his enraged focus on me. "The fuck?! Where were you?!" His anger immediately fuels my own and I have to stop myself from talking back. "I was just looking for something Bonnie asked me to get." I bullshitted, being the only lie I could think of fast enough. "In the fuckin' comic shop? Stop bullshitting." Fuck. He starts walking towards me with more of a pissed off expression than usual. I can feel my fight or flight response start to creep up, anxious that he'd do something to me physically. As I suspected, Troy grabs my arm and forces me to follow him and I can only pray that I won't get beaten. "You're lucky I won't tell Bill what shit you're up to. Now, come on!" He commands, tugging at my arm harder than necessary. I can only accept what's happening, as I had no weapon or plan to get out of this situation. He drags me further down and eventually shoves me inside a store, giving me no time to react. I'm pinned to the wall in a second.

"You better think of a way to thank me for being so generous, girl." I can immediately tell what he's implying, an unsettling grin now painted on his face. My fears came true and I was now in the one situation I was hoping wouldn't happen. "I-I promise it won't happen again..." I cursed myself for feeling so vulnerable and weak, even though he had the power to potentially kill me. "That ain't good enough. You've been a pain in my ass since you got here and now you're gonna make it up to me." My mind goes blank as he starts groping me. What's happening? Is this real? Troy takes it upon himself to go further after I remained silent, pushing my body onto a random table. I have to fight the urge to push him off and run, seeing a gun strapped to his belt. I had doubts that he wouldn't hesitate to shoot me. My clothes were soon being forcefully removed and I was aware tears were starting to run down my face. "You're so hot... too bad you're just a prisoner." Troy offhandedly remarks, taking in my body with greedy eyes. I close my eyes and feel his hands on my body, doing things I only wanted Luke to do to me. His clothes are off in few seconds and I know there's no going back. Feeling myself becoming more detached to what was happening, I could only lie back and quietly sob while Troy sexually assaults me. I try and pretend I'm not there, imagining a made up reality where everyone had already escaped with Luke and I finally being able to enjoy our new relationship. Minutes feel like hours and before I know it, Troy's ejaculated on me, a final sign of mockery that makes me feel physically sick. My mind soon starts to come back to this reality, with Troy hurriedly pulling his clothes back on. "I hope you learnt your lesson. Now get your ass back inside and if you tell anyone I won't hesitate to fuckin' kill you." As if I was on autopilot, I got up with shakey arms and forced my clothes back on, still not fully understanding/realizing what had just transpired. My body hurt more than it had in a long time as I left the store, Troy following after me to make sure no one could approach me alone. I made my way back, noticing the sun was already setting. How long had it been? I couldn't process my thoughts as I made my way back into the pen. As soon as I approach the group, they can tell something happened. Kenny is the first to rush over to me, bombarding me with questions that I couldn't answer. "I'm fine Ken, I just hurt myself." I simply reply. He knows I'm lying but leaves me alone, sensing I'm not going to disclose the real reason. The rest of the group sends worried glances at me as I try my best to appear like I'm okay. They soon start talking about a plan to escape, mentioning Luke. My heart drops at the thought of him finding out what happened after I left.

Would he hate me? Be disgusted with me? Would he still love me...?