NOBODY'S POV
"What are you..doing here?" Merle said quirking a brow now noticing he had his mask on.
"Is [NAME] here?" David said tilting his head a bit, Merle nodded now with suspicion. "Yeah...why?"
"Ah, good. well I would like them back." David said his grip on his axe tightening.
"What??- no- why? he's perfectly fine here." He replied crossing his arms, David tried to bribe him but he just didn't listen.
Meanwhile, you just sat on the couch anxiously tugging onto your shirt.
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Meanwhile back at the homestead, the calming and comforting yet spine chilling household was now a place full of rage, blood, and sweat.
Seann and Jack were throwing punches at eachother as Angie just sat and watched not wanting to get hurt from getting between them.
"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" The ginger spat as he finally got the upper-hand pinning Jack to the ground punching him in the face multiple times.
The brunette grunted in pain as he gripped his knife tightly sitting up a bit with all his body strength jabbing the blade into Seann's side.
He yelped in pain now getting forcefully shoved away by Jack who was now about to strike him again.
Seann kicked his foot under his taking the blade, but not before kicking him in the stomach a few times, a nasty crack erupting from the brunette stomach area possibly his ribs.
Jack grunted in pain holding his stomach as Seann pointed the knife at him. "Don't fuck with me." He said in a darker and deeper voice, his greenish eyes now seemingly a dark forrest green, the shine no longer in his eyes now replaced with a dull look.
No expression showed in his irises except pure rage. Jack mumbled curses under his breath nodding trying to stand up leaning on the wall for support.
Seann sighed before he felt something spilling from his nose, blood. it ran down his face and even dripping onto his shoes.
He paid no mind to it and instead just walked off, Angie followed behind him with a small frown worriedly saying how he might need stitches.
He didn't care though.
It's all for you.
It was ALWAYS all for you.
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While this was going on, while you watched from the trailer window of Merle's place, he was now armed with his shotgun pointing it at David."He's not going anywhere." Merle said getting closer to David, the brunette but his hands up.
"Your busy pointing that at me when you should've made sure I came alone." Merle paused.
"..What the fuck...are you-" He cut himself off before he looked behind him, and to his surprise, Will was standing ontop of his trailer holding a bat, he gripped it tightly before swinging at him quickly knocking Merle out.
You heard the whole thing and quickly looked around trying to find an escape that's NOT the front door, but it was too late. Someone grabbed your arm pulling you close, by the smell of the persons perfume, you could tell it was Gleti.
"There you are my dear~! let's get you back home, hm~?"
You struggled against her before bumping the singer into the cabinets harshyly, she yelped in pain letting go stumbling down.
You quickly began to rush out the door, but unfortunately Will was already at the front, he grabbed you picking you up, dragging you to the car.
You screamed, fought, did everything you could, you screamed louder spotting Merle's out cold body in the grass.
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Back at the house, Seann and Angie sat on the couch anxiously watching TV, though they couldn't focus on it. They prayed you were alive. And hopefully not pissed at them.That's when the door swung open, you were kicking and screaming being dragged down the hallway by Will as David followed behind, blood splattered against his mask.
Seann immediately stood up but Gleti walked through the door, "I wouldn't do that if I were you." The ginger turned to her.
"..Why shouldn't I..?!-" "David's upset. you know how he is when he's at his limit." She mumbled, her voice no longer cheery and happy, it was replaced with a cold and upset tone.
Seann bawled his fists up sitting down, Angie sat up, "Glet..is everything...alright?" Gleti walked away before responding.
"I'm fine Angel. perfectly fine."
She then walked off without another word.Angie and Seann just looked at eachother sweat-dropping, whatever you did even has HER pissed off.
Oh dear..it seems like your slowly making the family fall apart..oh well. It was bond to happend anyway, especially with him as the father.
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