Shadows

9) Dont Watch

"No!"

Alicia's heart stopped as her father's bat came down on Abraham's head and her knees hit the ground as she fell. Her throat closed in and her ears started to ring. She watched through tears as he sat back up in his knees.

"Oh! Look at that!" Negan laughed. "Taking it like a champ!"

Blood dripped down on his face as he spared a glance at Alicia, giving her a small nod. He looked back at Negan. "Suck... my... nuts."

Alicia saw the small peace sign he held up for Sasha but that was it. With every hit the baseball bat made with his head she flinched. And every time her father's laugh reached her ears more tears flowed down her face.

"Did you hear that!?" Negan laughed. "He said suck my nuts!"

Alicia looked up, realizing it was finally over. But she couldn't tear her eyes away from his body lying on the ground. A bloody mass where his head should be.

Negan laughed and then continued to hit Abraham's already crushed skull over and over.

Alicia turned her head and her eyes met with her husbands. She looked at his tear stained face and her anger only grew.

He stared back at her his lips shaking. I'm sorry. She mouthed to him, hoping he would understand.

He nodded. Me too.

"Oh my goodness!" Alicia looked back at her father. "Look at this!" He swung his bag, splattering blood onto Rick's face. "You guys! Look at my dirty girl!" He held out Lucille. He walked towards Rosita, holding the bag in front of her. "Sweetheart... lay your eyes on this. Oh damn." He pointed between her and Abraham's body. "Were you... were you together?" He asked.

"That's sucks." He continued. "But you should know. There was a reason for all this. Red... and hell he was, is, and will ever be red, he just took one or six or seven for the team!" Alicia let out a quiet sob at the use of the nickname Abraham used to call her. Negan held the bat back out at Rosita. "So take a damn look." She turned her head. "Take a damn look!"

Before she knew what was happening, Alicia watched as Daryl stood up and punched her father square in the jaw.

"Daryl!" She ran towards him as two men held him back. "Let him go!" She yelled at them.

Negan chuckled, watching his daughter. "Let him go, she's got him." He told his men.

They backed away, giving Alicia room to fall on her knees in front of her husband. "Oh my God." She cried, instantly relieved by the feeling of his arms wrapped around her.

Alicia looked up to see her father laughing. "That? Oh my, that... is a no no! The whole thing! Not one bit of that shit flys here!"

"You want me to do it?" She turned to see Dwight holding Daryl's own crossbow at his head. "Right here?"

"No." He shook his head. "I'll do."

"No!" Alicia stood up, standing in between her father and her husband. "I won't let you kill him."

Negan scoffed. "Move Alicia."

"No." She cried, tears flowing steadily down her face. "You've already killed my best friend... you're not gonna kill my husband."

Negan shrugged. "Sorry." He snapped his fingers. "Dwight, move her."

"We have a daughter!" She yelled.

Negan looked at her, holding his hand up, signaling for Dwight to stop. "What?"

"We have a daughter." She cried. "You... you have a granddaughter. She's a year old."

He looked at her, his eyes softening for a moment. "Really?"

"Yes." She sobbed. "You would've had two grandkids but Dwight shot me in the fucking stomach. I lost my second."

His eyes darkened again and his attention turned to Dwight. "Is that true?" He asked.

Dwight backed up slightly. "I didn't know she was your daughter. Or that she was pregnant."

Negan laughed. "Give me the bow D." He outstretched his hands. The younger man looked skeptical. "Give it to me."

Without another word, Negan aimed the bow and shot Dwight clean between the eyes. Alicia gasped, sitting back down beside Daryl.

Negan turned to look at her. "I'm not heartless. I won't kill the father of my grandchild." He smiled. Alicia let out a breath of relief. "I'm gonna kill him instead."

It felt like the breath had been knocked out of Alicia's lungs. Like someone had just repeatedly punched her in the gut. She couldn't breathe as the bat hit Glenn's head twice.

He sat back up on his knees, his face bloody and battered. Negan leaned down towards him. "Bud are you still there? I just don't know it seems like you're trying to speak. But you just took a hell of a hit! I just popped your skull so hard, your eyeball just popped out! And it is gross as shit!"

Alicia gripped onto Daryl's hand as Glenn looked at Maggie. "Maggie I'll find you."

Alicia turned her face into Daryl's chest, clutching onto him with everything she had. The sound of Glenn struggling for air rang in her ears.

"Damn... I can see this is hard on yall." Alicia could feel her father's eyes on the back of her head. "But like I said, no exceptions!"

She heard the sound of the bag again and again and again. With every hit she felt Daryl flinch and his grip on her tighten.

"It's ok." He whispered in her ear. "Don't watch." He said shakily. "Don't watch."