VILLAINESS [TWD]

𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

"was hershel on the council?"

i blink. where was i?

that voice was familiar..

was that the bad man?

at the sound of daddy's name, i step closer to the fence. a man drags daddy out of a car, his hands tied behind his back.

"daddy!" beth gasps, like she'd appeared beside me.

what was happening?

i turn my head, looking around the area. the prison.

why are we here?

"carl.." i whisper, voice shaking.

"how about michonne?"

i look back down to the gate. the governor now had daddy and michonne on their knees in front of him.

what is he doing? where did he find them?

"now.." the governor continues.

i turn to look behind me. who else was here? where was rick? daryl?

"it's time!" the governor shouts, suddenly in gront of me.

i scream unbeknownst to myself, stumbling backward into the fence. my back bounces off the steel and then i fall through the chain link like i was a ghost.

on the other side of the fence, i rub my elbow where i hit it on the gravel.

daddy. where did he go?

clumsily, i roll over onto my knees. i blink the dust out of my eyes and when i open them again, i am looking at the prison yard.

"we're not too far gone," rick's voice catches my attention.

i try to raise my arms but can't.  my hands were behind my back.

i look to my right and sse daddy. i was in michonne's spot. where did she go?

i look back up to the prison. rick was just in front of us, trying to talk the governor down.

up ahead where i'd just came from, daryl, carl, maggie, beth, and everyone else had their guns pointed at us. no.. at the group that had us. even michonne was there with a gun.

"eleanor."

goosebumps crawl up and down my body at the sound of my name coming from the governor's mouth. he knew my name? how?

i look over to the man in question. he smiles. it made me nauseous.

"eleanor."

i jump, looking past the governor.

tara.

she was holding a gun at daddy. a frown on her face as she cried.

"i can't stop," she whimpers.

her hands shake as she tries to drop the gun. but, it was like something was forcing her to keep it there.

"grandpa says 'goodbye'," the governor whispers.

he was holding michonne's sword.

i only saw it then because it flies through the air, slicing daddy's neck.

a scream rips from my mouth and i fall over onto the ground. i roll but it only puts me on my back- my bound hands trapped underneath me.

"daddy!" i wail.

his neck was bleeding. his head was lolling to the side from being cut so deeply.

i wriggle, shaking my head.

this isn't real.

this can't be real.

somehow my arms get free. just when i pull them around myself, daddy falls toward me.

"no.. no!" i cry.

daddy's body falls forward.

just when he's face to face with me, his mouth opens and a growl escapes.

i catch his shoulders, though he was too heavy.

i find his eyes. walker. he turned into a walker.

my chest heaves as i place my forearm at his neck. he was going to bite me.

"stop! please stop!" i beg. "you're scaring me!"

my eyes open again.

my arm was sliding. i was now coated in blood from the slice wound in his neck.

the harder i pushed, the more his skin tore. the more his head becane unattached to the rest of him.

he gets blurry. my tears were flooding my face.

"da- daddy.." i sob.

his mouth snaps, still trying to bite me.

i was too weak.

i can't survive this.

maybe.. maybe i didn't want to survive this.

my grip drops.

the walker that was once daddy sinks it's teeth into my throat.