The End of a New Beginning // Daryl Dixon

Part 76

Meredith

The coffin swings open and Sasha throws herself on Negan. The pair falls off the bed of the truck and land in the grass. Rapid gunfire fills the air and I knew it us who fired first.

"Oh, shit." The driver gasps. I throw my myself back against him, ramming his body on the door of the truck. I open my mouth allowed his hand to slip between my teeth, quickly biting down. The man let's out a shout and he pulls away. I elbow him in the face and lean over, opening the door and jumping down from the passenger seat. I turn my head and get slammed to the ground, seeing a blonde headed woman.

"Where do you think you're going?" She asks. She throws a punch to my face. I grab her by the shirt and bring her down, head butting her. She falls to the ground, letting out a groan. I pull myself up and stomp my heel into her throat. She let's out a gasp and begins gagging, moving around before her body falls limp.

I feel a rough hand on my arm and I turn my head, seeing Negan holding onto me.

"Let me go!" I shout.

"You're comin' with me." He growls. I bring my arm back and punch in the face. He stumbles off to the side, release my arm. I pull away and rush off between the trucks. Two arms wrap around my head, one arm around my neck. We fall to the ground and grip around my throat tightens. I held onto the arm, letting out groans and kicking my feet. I could hear the gunfire quickly die out, all falling quiet. I look all around me, trying to find something to use to get the person off of me. I reach my hands up and dig my thumbs into the eyes. A man shouts in pain and he finally releases me. Gunfire suddenly picks back up again and I grab onto part of the truck, pulling myself up.

I stumble over to the side, limping over in the grass area. The man behind me wraps his arms around me, holding me in place.

"Tommy, come on! We gotta go!" A group of Saviors come running out from the gates. All the Saviors jump into their trucks, engines starting up. The driver picks me up and walks me over to the trucks. I kick at the door, pushing us back into the grassy area. We fall to the grass, rolling on top of each other. I straddle the man, grabbing his throat and pushing him back down. Immediately, I tighten my grip around his throat, squeezing tighter and tighter. His face turns red, his legs kick under me and his hands reach all over to push me off. Finally, his eyes roll into the back of his head and his arms fall. I look down and grab his knife, jabbing the blade into his forehead over and over again, releasing all the anger built up in me.

I felt a hand grab my shoulder and I quickly turn around, swinging my arm out. I froze, staring up at the pretty blue eyes. Carol lowers her gun, grabs my wrist and lowers my arm. Her brows pull together and she slowly kneels down, showing me a small smile.

"Oh, my God." She sighs out, holding me in her arms. "You're okay." I breathed out slowly, trying to relax myself from the adrenaline. I turn my eyes and see all the trucks had driven off. Carol breaks the hug and she pulls us up. "Everybody's gonna be happy to see you." She sighs. She grabs my hand and loops my arm around her neck, holding me up.

We walk over to the gate, pushing it open wide enough for us to walk through. Tobin jogs over, shutting the gate behind us, rushing over to us. He takes one look at me, frowning.

"Meredith?" He softly calls.

"She's hurt." Carol informs him. "I'm gonna get her to the infirmary. Go see if anyone else is hurt." Tobin nods his head and jogs off. Carol held her grip with me, walking through the street.

"Meredith." We turn our heads and see Rosita and Tara. Tara held Rosita's arm over her shoulder, helping her walk. Their faces fall, eyes widen a bit and their mouths falling open.