"Do you know how easy it would be for me to kill you right now?"
♤in which a boy's mercy prevails over his wrath.
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[starting season: end of 3]
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I was completely and utterly still out of it I couldn't tell if time was still moving everything felt frozen. Even though the sky had changed from dark blue into a husky light blue. Glenn and Abraham were strong. They were creating a future. They actually wanted to build a life for themselves and a family. Maybe it was an unachievable thing. I didn't want to believe it was but the evidence was right in front of me. Their blood stained the ground beneath them it should have been even more upsetting but I didn't see it as such. Yes, I was devastated about their death I really was but the blood staining where they last made me believe they were still with us in a way. It was a crazy thought but those were the only thoughts I thought about now.
The RV came back shortly after it left. The door opening made us all turn our heads expecting to see the worse. Negan walked out after he dragged and pushed Rick out forcefully as he fell to the dirt. Rick was in one piece at least that made everything better. As Rick fell to the dirt floor Negan grabbed him by his jacket and shirt and dragged him to his spot before in the line.
"Here we are," Negan exclaimed cheerfully. "Let me ask you something, Rick- do you even know what that little trip was about?" He asked as all of us looked up from the ground. Maggie's under eyes were stained red from her tears as everyone else looked completely flushed out. I couldn't even imagine what I looked like right now. I didn't want to. I still wanted to believe none of this was real. Rick stayed silent as he shook for a few moments in shock and fear. "Speak when you're spoken to." Negan said calmly as Rick breathed heavily. He said the same to me earlier.
"Okay. Okay." Rick said so quietly as Negan smiled at his submission.
"That trip was about the way you looked at me. I wanted to change that. I wanted you to understand." Negan explained as Rick looked back at him almost still as harshly but it was mixed with fear too. I couldn't imagine what happened in the RV when they left. I didn't want to. "But you're still looking at me the same fucking way...like I shit in your scrambled eggs, and that's not gonna work." Negan said louder and more aggressively as he spoke. My body couldn't even create chills running down my spine from his voice anymore. My body felt still in time and shattered like a vase that a cat knocked over for fun. "So...do I give you another chance?" He asked as he now crouched down to Rick's level as Rick breathed raggedly.
"Yeah. Yes." Rick answered as he still shook so much it was the coldest winter day. Negan patted his back in response as he now stood back up.
"Okay. All right. And here it is- the grand-prize game. What you do next will decide whether your crap day becomes everyone's last crap day or just another crap day." He chuckled as he looked at every single one of them. "Get some guns to the back of their heads." He ordered as the Saviors behind them came forward and cocked their guns and pointed them at every single one of them in the line.
