𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞
𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧
𝐍𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬
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Quinn Laurence is a troubled kid who had a terrible childhood. Once the apocalypse starts, she can res...
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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ I SLOWLY LIMPED MY WAY PUT OF THE BUILDING, KILLING EVERY WALKER IN RANGE. I was breathless and wanting to go back home, not with Negan, but with my actual family. I made it out the exit, exhausted and in serious pain. I fell to the ground and groaned in pain.
"Fuck, what the hell hit me?" I looked down at my leg and saw a gash. I checked it for teeth marks, but there were none. I sighed in relief and grabbed my bag. I placed a bandage over it and wrapped it in a thick layer of gauze. I slowly got up and took a deep breath. I began to walk and made sure I was quiet. I looked around and didn't see anyone. I kept on walking and then i heard a voice. Rick's voice.
"We can make a deal." He said into the radio. I swallowed and dropped down into the tall grass.
"Shit." I said. I hope they didn't see me. I began to crawl to the road and walk. I limped a bit so it covered me up. I looked back and Abe had saw me. He nodded and I kept on walking. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
It's been a couple of hours since I was at the place. I was hungry and tired. My leg aches in pain and I was just overall done. I was about to give up but then my radio went off.
"Quinn?" The familiar voice said. I grabbed the radio and spoke.
"Carl?" I asked.
"Oh thank god your alive. You haven't spoken in hours." He said.
"Sorry um, we had a problem at the place." I said.
"What happened?" He asked.
"There was... an attack." I said as I bit my cheek.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" He asked. I winced in pain as my leg throbbed in pain.
"Um no, I got hit somehow." I said.
"Where are you?" He asked.
"I don't know, some road... why?" I asked.
"I'm gonna get you." He said.
"Carl no, first off, you don't know how to drive. And second of all your father is gone and he would be even more worried about you being gone." I said.
"So? I know how to drive... a little bit. And my dad won't mind if I leave him something that says where I'm going." He replied.
"Well I say no in this situation. Plus I think you should talk to Enid today. She's mad at me for some reason and I think it would be best if you talked to her. She might feel a little better." I said.
"Well... okay. Just please be safe and don't die." He said.
"I won't. I'll talk to you in a few okay?" I said.
"Okay." He said. I smiled and turned off the radio. I kept on walking and I heard the sound of a car. A black truck approached me and I couldn't see through the tinted windows. It was Simon.
"Kid, thank god your alive." He said.
"Well, mostly alive. I got hurt somehow." I said.
"Well, let's go home now." He said. I opened the passenger door and hopped in. He then drove off and I felt so much better. The throbbing had gone down and I wasn't as tired.
"How king have you've been out?" He asked.
"Well, based on my knowledge and the pain of my leg... a long time." I said. He smirked and let out a sigh.
"Negan was about to go ballistic and kill whoever kidnapped you or killed you." He said.
"Well, wouldn't be the first time someone went ballistic about me." I said. He let out a small laugh and smirked.
"Negan said that he had a surprise for you. Something about taking a trip?" Simon said.
"Oh? We'll hats kind of ruining the surprise." I said.
"I didn't say where you guys were going." He said.
"Eh true, but I'll know we're going somewhere." I said.
"It's not about the destination. It's about the journey." Simon said.
"You sound like one of those tv dads who over exaggerate everything that the main character says." I said.
"Was not trying to say that, just kinda came up in my head." He said.
"Well your tried." I said with a small laugh. He parked the car where the group was at and I got out of the car. Negan was out talking to one of his friends.
"Negan!" I yelled and he saw me.
"Oh thank god." He said. I ran up to him and hugged him. He picked my up and spun me around. I smiled and he placed me back on the ground.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Um... I got hurt. So you have a medic here?" I asked.
"Yes and where?" He asked.
"On my calf." I said. I unwrapped my bandage and showed him.
"Don't worry, you'll get fixed up in no time." He said.
"Thanks." I said. He walked me to the infirmary. The room smelled of clean. Just clean.
"Hey Sami!" He said. A lady with black hair with blue streaks came out.
"What do you need?" She asked. I swallowed and played with my fingers.
"My niece needs some help here." He said.
"Fine." She said. She fully came out and she was covered in tattoos. She had some facial piercings and and some stars on her face.
"This is your niece?" She said.
"Sister's side." He said.
"Makes sense." She said. "Okay let's see the damage." She said. I unraveled the bandages and showed her.
"Yikes. That looks likes it hurts." She said.
"It hurts like getting stabbed by a rusty knife." I said.
"Now that's painful." She said as she showed her scar on her hip.
"I had a confrontation with a gang that was a bunch of crack addicts." She said.
"Eh, I've been through worse." I said. She looked me and smiled.
"Negan, are you sure she's related to you. Because she's more nice than you, killing people who cross you." She said.
"Well, that's just her personality." He said.
"If you were more like her, people would like you more." She said.
"Yeah Negan be more like me." I said with a smile. He smiled back as Sami worked on my leg.
A/N: hey guys! I don't really do these notes but this Sami character is actually based on my sister! I thought maybe add a bit of flavor of my life into the story maybe spice it up. She does look like this from the description. But anyways I hope you guys have an amazing day!
