Sam was sobbing and wailing as Matthew's blood started getting closer and closer to her.
Negan looked at Simon, "Knock him out," he said motioning to Daryl, and before Daryl could argue he was hit upside the head with the handle of a gun. "Throw him in the truck, and throw her in too." He said and his men did as he asked.
She didn't argue, she didn't fight. She had lost.
She had lost her love, her life, she was done. She had given up. She had lost what seemed like everything.
She let the men grab her and throw her in the back of the truck.
She only now realized that no matter how much she loved someone, they would die regardless.
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Fanfiction[BEING EDITED] Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love's not enough And the road get's tough I don't know why ...
