Unexpected Events

-service 7.04-

MAJOR TW: implied rape, SA, drugs, heavy drinking, throwing up, suicidal thoughts, and implied self harm
-don't read if any of the above triggers you, stay safe please<3

Nothing had been the same since that night. Everyone was left in a severe state of depression. Maggie and Sasha had gone to hilltop to get her the medical attention she needed so badly and to also burry Glenn and Abraham there.

Rick allowed me to sleep in the bedroom again, and instead of sleeping with Carl in his bed had just gone to mine, staying there for multiple days. Carl would occasionally bring me food and water, only one time I had actually eaten it though.

So, when word spread the saviors' were here, I locked myself in the bathroom. I had already spent the entire day in my bed, and I didn't need someone going up and making fun of me and my messy look. I sat on top of the toilet seat with my head in my hands, waiting for them to leave.

I figured it would be at least thirty minutes before Carl came to tell me they were gone, but the knock on the door said otherwise.

I got up, my legs shaky due to me not eating since breakfast of the previous day, could've been the fact I haven't drank much water either.

I had a bad feeling as I grabbed the handle, hesitating to unlock it. My hand shook so bad the handle rattled as my other went for the lock.

I was met with the same wide smile from the night of Glenn's death.

"What ya' got in here?" He asked creepily as he came into the small bathroom. I froze in my place, staring at the space where he just was.

"Nothing." I let go of the breath I had sucked in after I realized I wasn't breathing.

"Nothing?" He said with pouty lips, closing the mirror that was also a cabinet.

"Well, toilet paper and used toothbrushes. Nothing special though." I answered.

Not much scared me, but everything about this did. Alone with a much older man than me, I couldn't do it.

He looked around at the small space as I used the doorframe to hold myself up.

"I'm gonna go now." I said nodding to myself.

His hand grabbed my arm, tightly holding it to the point where I was going to have a hand shaped bruise, "but I just got here." He grinned. My stomach twisted, everything I tried to do to calm my nerves vanished.

I felt my face turn into a frown, tears threatened to escape. "What do you mean." I asked while trying to tug my arm away but failed.

"I'm sorry about your nose." He leaned in, trying to kiss it, but before he could, I kicked him in the thigh.

"Get off of me you fucking creep!" I yelled, but he only put a hand over my mouth as he slammed me against the wall.

"Goddammit you bitch." He groaned in pain, if only I would've kicked his nuts.

I squirmed under his weight, trying to break free.

His breathing slowly got quieter, "it's alright, I forgive you." His pained expression shifted, the clown-like smile returning. His hand fell to my throat as he looked at my body up and down slowly.

"Please don't." I whimpered, going to the last resort. His grip around my neck was too tight for me to yell, his legs trapped both of mine making it so it wasn't possible for an escape.

"Don't worry," He kissed my neck, "I got you."

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I couldn't move no matter how hard I tried. I felt like I was paralyzed. My heart was beating so fast I thought I was for sure going to have a heart attack.