𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 /-daryl dixon

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐰𝐨

In this chapter Gareth is kinda looking weirdly at Charlie for everyone who's uncomfortable by this here's a little warning !

𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐬'𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

Charlie was sitting in a corner next to Rosita looking down at her tractor t-shirt which she was still wearing not having anything else to wear.

Her and Daryl didn't talk since they nearly kissed, she only catches him staring at her most of the time but when she looks towards him he immediately looks away.

"Nice shirt." Charlie now heard Rosita say next to her causing her to roll her eyes.

"Haven't got anything else." Charlie shrugged watching the brunette smile.

"Well, I have some extra clothes if you want anything, I'll bet it will fit you." She said pulling out a white blouse, which Charlie immediately loved.

"Thank you." She smiled, while sighing out relived, taking it from her hand before turning around to face everyone with her back.

While changing quickly Charlie felt the whole time a glare on her but she didn't care to look that way knowing it probably is Daryl.

After she was done she pulled her black vest on again, turning towards Rosita who was already looking at her, Charlie slightly tilt her head looking at her confused but the woman only shook her head.

"Why aren't you sitting next to your boyfriend." Rosita asked, but Charlie only felt the heat burn up in her cheeks hoping no one would see her because its so dark.

"We're not dating." Charlie quickly said, clearing her throat.

"Oh, yeah, sure." Rosita said not really believing what Charlie just said but before she could add anything a smoke bomb fell into the container making everything blurry.

Charlie shrieked slightly hearing Reign loudly bark, before feeling two heavy arms, holding her waist tightly.

"Get off of me." Charlie said but was shushed by an well to known voice, who was quickly pulling her closer towards him.

"Daryl, what are you doing." She slightly shrieked giving in to the hold from the man.

"Trying to protect you." He grumbled before they were separated.

She now felt some string arms, taking her legs and throwing her over the mans shoulder carrying her outside.

The bright sun was blending her eyes causing her to squeeze them together, but before she could react in any way she was thrown to the hard ground, before getting knocked out.

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Charlie now had some clothe stuck in her mouth and her hands were tied up with something too, while she was slightly carried, but she was also walking,
a little in a room where she watched a man cut a dead human who hasn't turned yet open.

She cringed at the sight causing her to look away immediately.

Charlotte was now put down in front of a metal kind of bath tub, placed between a blonde man she has never seen before and Glenn.