Wake up Darling

What's going on ch. 11

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3rd person POV
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Slowly Negan started to approach the greaving women. Rick and Carl continued to look at their broken loved one, with tears welling up in their eyes and hearts heavy. Her scream brings a dreaded feeling to all of them. Slowly Negan sat next to quinna. Without warning she jumps up pushing him away, grabbing the knife off the floor next to shane. She then kicks negan's legs making him fall face forward to the ground, she then quietly rolls him to his back and climbs on top of him putting her knife to his neck.

Like clockwork Dwight pulls his gun from is holster pointing it towards. Immediately after seeing this both Rick and Carl point the guns at him. At that moment Michonnie, Tara, Rosita and a few others ran up. Seeing the screen in front of them, all paused, they had never seen Quinna like this. Open farther observation they notice a body of the small boy, along with the daul and sad faces of those around them. Rosita and Tara both pull their guns out the holsters point them at Dwight.

"Put it down Dwight, it's alright" Negan says slightly lifting his hand farther motioning to Dwight that he was okay. Slowly Dwight put his gun away and reluctantly so did everyone else. However Negan wasn't focused on this. Instead he was focused on the girl holding him by knife point, with rain water pouring down her body, mixed in with tears on her face, and blood all over her body. And though his life is currently in her hands, all he could think about is wanting to hold and comfort her.

"ITS YOUR FAULT! I HATE YOU!" Yelled Quinna not paying attention to those around them. Everyone could feel the angery ora around her and it scared them. Michonnie took a step back watching the scene unfold with tears in her eyes, Rosita simply looked down, as Tara wiped the tears away from her eyes. Holding the knife to negan's neck her hands became slightly more shaky. She wanted to scream more at his say everything that's been bothering her, she wanted to kill him and make him feel the way she's felt for the last 9 months.

She wanted him to feel alone, unloved, to feel heartbroken, and out of place, to feel the trauma and pain of seeing someone you love die a horrible death, the way he had done to her. When he killed Abraham and Glenn, shamed her father, and took her and Daryl away from their people. She wanted him to know what it's like to feel like a traitor. Know what it's like to be in love with someone who is holding your people against you, to know what it's like to be completely trapped and free at the same time.

So with bloody, shaky hands, and a tearful face, and a heart weighed down by sorrow, and in front of all who are watching. she raises her arm up bringing the knife down hard stabbing him in the neck. A large gasp is heard from behind them and she watches as he struggles to breathe holding on to where she had stabbed him. Blood now covering his hands, and tears in his eyes.

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Quinna's POV
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"I-im sorry, dove" is all Negan managed to say before his hand slipped from his neck to the floor . Looking around for I finally realized what I had just done panic starts to consume me, I could feel tears start falling again. "No, no, no, what have i done. WHAT HAVE I DONE." Suddenly I hear a loud boom from behind me, then a sharp pain in my back. Once I hit the ground next to Negan I can hear a sharp scream from my father, in a couple more loud booms. However I'm not paying attention to this I start to zone out and look forward to Negan's lifeless face.

All the hate I felt seconds ago completely gone. Past memories of gym class come back, memories of me in freshman and sophomore year being shy and quiet and unable to go speak to him, memories of me and Junior Year trying to impress him, and finally memories of our senior year, of me trying to get to know him better. So much changed and what felt like only hours. Why is the world like this now? And if only I could I'd go back, and redo everything.

I couldn't feel pain anymore all I could feel was numbness sadness then the world went dark and everything went quiet. Soon I could see a light and I walked towards it. Walking into the light I saw my grandmother, she has a large smile on her face, I also see Grandpa he also wears a large smile on his glasses slightly hang off of his nose.

" GMA, pops, where am I, what's going on, where's Abraham, Mom, and Glenn, Jacqueline, and Andrea,Beth, and Herschel, and T-Dog. What about Sophia, and Shane, and Noah where everybody, are they here. Are they safe what about Carl I heard shots and then everything went dark but I don't know what's going on." I wasn't conscious of what I was saying. Then it hit me like a train, am I dead?

"Oh sweet child they're not here yet you haven't met them before." Said my grandma in a sweet loving tone. "What do you mean I haven't met them before?" I said confused about how I haven't met them before .I watched all of them die. So how could she say I've never met them, or they're not real. "Oh honey stop. Look at the poor thing you're confusing her. What your grandmother means to say is you will meet them but not in this way. You're asleep so why are you here, you're early."

Now I'm utterly confused and sure what's going on around me. How are they both acting as if this is completely normal. "What do you mean I'm asleep?" I feel anxious and scared for the answer. "Just open your eyes it's time to get up." I could hear my grandpa and grandma saying at the same time. My head started spinning and I didn't know where to look everything started to mush together my grandpa and Grandpa were slowly fading as they became one big blur. "It's time to wake up" I can hear my grandpa's voice saying. But there was another one I recognized, one I knew, one I loved, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. It sounded as if it was coming from him, but how?

"QUINNA WAKE UP" rings through my ears as I shoot up from the ground knocking heads with someone in front of me. My eyes slowly start to clear up and I look around seeing my high school gym. My eyes roam around the room, I was on the ground floor. What's going on it's like a dream. "Whoa, kid you okay that was a nasty hit you got there." My eyes will widen does tears weld up in my eyes I look over and see Negan. Is this heaven am I dead. "I don't understand,what's going on?"

"Well Brandon over there accidentally threw the ball too hard in it got you in the back of the head, damn thing almost killed you, you all right?" I just looked at him in shock in my eyes I looked around and he had no evidence of blood scars on him. He looked like the Mr Smith I knew before the Apocalypse. Before little Shane and running away. And then take a glance around the room and notice all of my old Pierce and classmates before the Apocalypse, the entire gym didn't look abandoned, and it had no signs of walkers at all. "Where am I?" I said confused, before he has a chance to answer I hear my parents and Shane push through the gym doors. "Where is she?" Yelled at mom.

I shot up from where I was sitting as I saw my parents together the way they were before the apocalypse. I see Shane running in as well with a fearful expression on his face. Tears start to fall from my eyes, as I look back and forth between Negan, mom, dad, and Shane. I didn't know what to do or how to process this.
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t was all a dream, but it felt so really

A/n: thank you all for reading and the support. If you liked this story I have more coming. So tell me what kind of story's I should write.