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If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts
Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
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"Hey Carol, have you seen Carl?"
Carol looks up from her laundry. "I think I saw him walking around a couple minutes ago."
Elaina sighs. "Okay, thanks."
She glances around the property from where she stands. Suddenly her heart sinks.
She remembers just hours ago, Carl was asking about the kid in the barn. She quickly rushes down the hill. She uses the key and unlocks the door.
Carl suddenly jumps up from his crouched position near Randall. Elaina narrows her eyes.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" She asks him.
He lowers his head and she turns to Randall who is still tied up. "What did you say to him? What the fuck did you say to him?" She asks angrily, grabbing the collar of his shirt.
"Elaina." Carl mumbles.
She huffs, letting go of Randall's shirt. "Say one more word to him, and I'll shoot you myself. Do you hear me?"
The kid nods, fear in his eyes. Elaina stands up, grabbing Carl's hand and pulling him out the barn. She uses the key to lock the door before turning to him.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Going in there with that kid?"
"Please don't tell my parents." He says.
She sighs and bends down to him. "Carl, you could've gotten hurt. He's dangerous. Promise me you won't go near him again. Promise me."
He nods. "I won't."
She nods and stands up. "Okay... go find your mom. I'm gonna guard the barn for a bit."
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She walks the perimeter of the barn. Once. Twice. Upwards of fifty times.
She has no idea how Carl managed to get in without a key. But if Carl could get in, Randall could get out.
She checks every board. She moves away some dirt. Nothing. She sighs and sits against the side of the barn.
Suddenly a branch snaps near her, and she jumps up, expecting a walker.
It's not.
"What do you want, Shane?" She asks, hand slowly reaching toward her gun.
He shrugs. "Want to know why you went off and told people."
He gets closer and she backs away from him. "What?"
"Rick. Daryl. I told you what would happen if you told." His voice is dark. Empty.
She tries to grab her gun but before she can, his arm is grabbing hers. He flips her back against his chest, arm wrapping around her neck.
Her circulation is cutting off by the second. She claws at his arms. It doesn't matter. He's stronger than her. She tries to scream, but she can't get enough air.
She reaches her hand up and scratches his buzzed head. He grunts but doesn't let go. She scratches again, harder this time. He loosens his grip for a second and she takes the opportunity to knee him in the crotch.
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Sheriff's Lover ||| Rick Grimes
Fanfiction"Are you trying to get me drunk, officer?" "What if I am?" Thirty-two-year-old office worker, Elaina Heart was all alone on the streets of Atlanta when a man in a sheriff's uniform trots down the road on a horse. She decides to join him on his miss...
