[EDITING]
you took a polaroid of us,
then discovered,
the rest of the world was black and white,
but we were in screaming color,
and I remember thinking
are we out of the woods yet?
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season 3, episode 7
tw: sexual assault & violence.
MAGNOLIA's POV
It had felt like hours of me sitting in the wooden chair, and it really had been. Merle dropped the three of us in separate rooms, making sure we couldn't make a plan to escape.
My hands were duck-taped behind my back, making it impossible to move. Even my mouth was taped shut due to my constant yelling and cursing. Which I had no shame in doing.
All I knew was that Glenn was in the room next to me, I was able to catch a small glimpse of him as I was thrown into my room, being able to see through my bag they put on my head.
In the room beside me I could hear Merle screaming as he beat Glenn, demanding for the location of our 'camp'. I shook in fear at the sounds, wishing nothing more than to be back at home. But I knew they wouldn't let us go that easy.
I knew how people like Merle worked, he'd ask for our location just so he could take it for himself. And I wasn't about to let that happen. I wasn't about to put my family at risk. No matter what they did to me, I wasn't going to tell them where the prison was.
The sound of a door creaking open caught my attention, in the corner of my eye I could see a figure slowly walking in. I continued to keep my face down, not wanting to pay any attention to whoever wanted to talk to me.
Footsteps came to a halt as their body stood right next to me, their legs entering my vision. As I stared at the person's boots I quirked my eyebrows, those boots didn't look familiar.
The hand of the individual came to harshly grip my face in their hand, a surprised yelp coming from me at the sudden action. My eyes were forced to look up at the stranger, who had turned out to be a man.
In front of me was a strange tall man, with brown slicked back hair and dark blue eyes. There was a slight smirk on the man's face as he peered down at me.
At the sight of the man I could feel anger bubbling up once more, my eyes narrowed at the stranger, my fists clenching in fury.
The man slowly moved his hand to caress my face, his hand moving down towards my taped covered mouth. I quickly leaned away from the man, only for him to tightly grip the edge of the tape and to aggressively rip it off.
