✧ 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐒: twd imagines

slaughter house; rick grimes

(    SLAUGHTER HOUSE.   )
rick x fem!reader.

summary:
you find yourself at terminus, locked
away in a boxcar waiting for death to
come. you stayed cuddled up to rick
as he's taken from your grasp. after
trying to stop him from leaving you
were also taken.

story setting:
in terminus
— season 5

warnings:
mentions of rape, violence,
abuse, angst,
and sensitive subjects

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as the train cart door opened you saw a line of armed men outside. terminus wasn't what you thought it was going to be, it was the farthest thing from a safe haven, it was a living hell. you huddled against rick, hugging him close as the men's heavy footsteps filled your ears.

you stayed with your head in his chest as he softly stroked your hair, trying to calm you down. your breathing hitched when the footsteps came to a sudden stop. you couldn't look, not at rick, not at the men who entered the train cart. tears flooded your eyes as you clung desperately to rick's shirt.

scared wasn't even beginning to describe the terror you felt when the two men hovered over you. "so who here is the leader?" one of the men asked, you gained the courage to glance up at rick. you rapidly shook your head no, knowing what they would do to him if they found out.

"me," he answered, plainly ignoring your pleas. you held him tight and buried your head in his chest just hoping that they wouldn't take him from you. tears swelled in your eyes as you held him tightly as if you were going to hold him for the last time. "take him." one man ordered.

there was a strong tug at your arm as you were drug across the splintery floor. "no!" you cried out trying to get back to him but it was no use. tears streaming down your rose dusted cheeks as you pleaded with them not to take him. he was led out of the train car with a gun to his back.

"i love you (y/n)." was the last thing he said before he was hauled outside. you wept profusely as maggie held you tightly in her arms. she whispered softly into your ear to calm down but it was no use. your emotions had gotten the best of you.

a small pebble was located on the floor in front of you. without a second thought, you took hold of the rock and chucked it at one of the guards. the rock landed and managed to hit him on the cheek. if there weren't a dozen armed guards standing there you were sure maggie would be scolding you harshly for your actions.

glenn, bob, and some others were dragged out of the cart begging for their lives to be spared. you could feel maggie's heartbroken tears soak into your shirt. everyone in that cart was either modified or weeping. you sat there, cuddling maggie in your arms as she wept.

"she's feisty, i like it." the guy you hit called out with a wicked grin on his lips. his smile shook you to your core. he menacingly towered over top of you with that smirk plastered onto his face. "you mind if i take her?" he asked, looking over at one of the other guards for permission.

"go ahead, just make sure to clean her up after, it spoils the meat," he answered. your heart sunk in your chest as he took hold of your arm. from the outside, you could hear the words "don't you dare touch her!" echoing in your ear. it was no use, a man much bigger and stronger than you dragged you from the cart.

you kicked and screamed as he dragged you along. but it was no use, you tried to pry your arm from his grip but he held firm, squeezing it tighter till he cut off the blood flowing to your hand. you were taken to a room with four walls and a chair. without a second thought, he tossed you in, your body lay hurt on the floor as the door behind you slammed shut.

you knew crying would do no good but the tears continued to pour from your eyes. "if you don't want to die i suggest doing as i say, now strip." he ordered in a harsh tone. you shot a death glare in his direction, if only looks could kill. he kicked your stomach sending you toppling over in pain.

you held your now aching stomach as the man approached you. "i said strip, now i won't ask again." he said holding a gun to your head. having no other option, you did as he asked. tears in your eyes as you slowly removed your top. you hated it, you wanted to go back to rick holding you in his arms and telling you everything would be alright.

you wanted to believe those words were true, but the way things were going made it seem like those words were nothing but a lie. you removed your top and made eye contact with the armed guard, hoping this would be enough to please him. "all of it." he snapped, holding the gun at eye level with your face. it pissed him off when you didn't move.

"damn it, i said take your clothes off or i will kill you, is that understood!?" he held the tip of the gun to your forehead as you balled your eyes out. you didn't want this to happen, you wanted rick. not some strange guy ordering you around. you wanted no one else but rick.

thats why when the door was kicked open you knew exactly who had come to your rescue. rick burst through the door and shot the guy dead on sight. one, two, three, four... he continued to shoot the man at least six more times before turning his attention to your half naked body.

without hesitation, he threw his arms around you. embracing you in his arms as you did the same. you regretted doubting him for a second, ricks words always held. "you're alright." he whispered in your ear as he held you comfortably in his arms. you kissed him, placing your lips on his like the two of you hadn't seen each other in ages.

he kissed back, not taking his focus off you for a second. he wanted to make sure you were alright before anything else. you were his main priority. tears of joy leaked from your eyes, glad to finally be back in his arms once again.

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