Shadows

18) The Escape

Negan was getting ready to take Carl back. He had told Daryl to take him out to one of the trucks.

Alicia was slipping on her shoes, trying to put them on with one hand. Her prosthetic was lying on the couch. She had taken it off because it had been rubbing a blister on her arm and was starting to bug her.

Negan watched his daughter as she managed to pull on her shoe. "You never told me how you lost that arm." He said.

She looked up at him, thinking over whether or not she had the energy to deal with him. She eventually sighed and began to explain.

"We were staying at a prison and some asshole came and shot the whole place up. We had to leave and Daryl and I got separated. I was in the woods, alone and two walkers took me down. I got bit. Aaron, one of the men from Alexandria happened to see me and he cut my arm off to stop the infection from spreading."

Negan nodded. "You got pretty lucky."

She scoffed. "You could say that I guess." Alicia stared at her father for a moment before asking the question she had been itching to know. "What happened to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I remember what you were like before." She said. "I mean yeah sometimes you could be a real dick, I have scars from those nights you would get drunk and hit me-"

"Hit you?" He furrowed his brows. "Baby I would never lay a hand on you. Your mother told me all those cuts you used to get were from climbing trees or roller skating."

Alicia scoffed. "You beat me. It wasn't every night but sometimes you would come home and be absolutely shit faced. Something would piss you off and then you'd take it out on me."

He shook his head, his brows still pulled down in a confused stare. "I don't... I don't remember any of that."

"Bullshit!" Now she was beginning to get angry. "Mom told you all of that shit because she loved you too much to confront you! She loved me too much to divorce you and lose all of our money! You were the asshole who hit me!"

"Your mother did not love us!" He was yelling now. "She blew every penny of our fucking money on drugs and gambling! Your mother was murdered in a bar fight and I had to go down there and kill the asshole who killed her! You know why?! Because I loved her! I love you!"

"If you loved me so much why the hell would you beat me?!"

"I didn't!"

She stared at him now tears flowing freely down her face. "You're lying." She whispered.

"I'm not lying." He tried to reach out, to grab her hand but she pulled away.

"I hate you." She spat, walking out of the door.

As she walked down the hallway she ran into Daryl, his eyes flashing with worry as he saw her. "What happened?"

"He's a fucking liar." She looked back at her room. "Let's get the hell out of here."

Together they got Jordan and snuck into the back of the compound. Pretty much all of Negan's men were going to Alexandria and even if someone did see them they wouldn't question Alicia.

They passed a motorcycle as they looked for a vehicle and Alicia saw the look of her husbands face.

"Take it." She told him.

"What?" He turned to her, tilting his head slightly.

"Take the motorcycle." She smiled, nudging his shoulder lightly. "I know you want to."

He smirked before rolling his eyes and kissing her. "I'll see you at hilltop."

"See you at hilltop."