"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 had spent the past couple of days isolated in my room. I'd pace my room endlessly listening to Carl's MP3 Player creating plans in my head. I didn't have time to grieve I needed revenge and I was going to get it one way or another. My father hasn't talked to me at all since earlier this week. That was a good thing I needed to analyze him of course but I needed my time to focus still. He would have people bring me food every day which was nice. I tried my best to not think of Carl. It was the hardest thing, he was all that would run into my mind. Was he safe? Does he hate me? God, I hated thinking about it. Hurting the person I love so dearly twisted my heart in unspeakable ways leaving me in a neverending solitude. But the thought did help in some aspects like it fueled my desire for revenge more. I hadn't slept the past nights Iv'e been in the hell on earth. If I did try to go to sleep I'd wake up in a cold sweat praying that my dreams were just dreams but was tormented as I looked at my surroundings the see I was still in the sanctuary. In the middle of thinking suddenly my bedroom door opened making me turn my head quickly. It was Jesse.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I questioned harshly as he leaned on the doorframe with no facial expression. His brown hair separated at some parts as some strands of his hair were on his forehead down to his bushy eyebrows.
"Not so friendly." He chuckled softly as I crossed my arms in annoyance. He looked back at me and stopped laughing immediately after noticing my serious face. "Your dad said he thinks you should get out of your room and do something." He shrugged as I rolled my eyes.
"I'm busy." I snarled.
"Yeah, I can see that." He replied sarcastically breaking me out of my thoughts beforehand.
"What do I gain out of this exactly?" I asked as I wide-eyed him.
"Well, I do have these." He said quietly as he took his hand out of his pocket slightly to show a pack of cigarettes.
"How did you know I liked-" I asked before getting cut off.
"You look like the type." He replied bluntly as he walked out of the room waiting for me to follow. I stood still contemplating but eventually agreed and followed behind him. My mind was still racing with a plan to escape but first I had to find Daryl then find out a mole and get them to budge.
We walked outside as we passed multiple of the Saviors and they looked me up and down making me feel completely violated but I wouldn't break my intimate eye contact making them look away quickly. They were all older men making me more uncomfortable even if I didn't show it. since the world went to shit men think they can do whatever they want even more now with no consequences in the slightest.
We walked outside and then walked to the side of the building and looked at the walkers behind the fences trapped. They were going to stay like this and not move on to the next life until eventually they died fully but I doubted that would happen. Jesse and I sat next to each other on the stairs on the side of the building as he took out the pack of cigarettes I only thought about Carl.
