traded my life [TWD]

『95』

My face slams against the wall and I grunt in pain as the officer pins me there.

"Hey! Careful!" Shane scolds, grabbing the woman's shoulder. 

"Careful? She hit you!" the woman shouts back.

"It's my daughter!" Shane defends.

The woman's grip lessens. I elbow her in the stomach and push myself off the wall. My hands bash against Shane's chest, pushing him backward.

"Daughter? Oh, now I'm your fucking daughter?!" I scream. "Where the fuck was that two years ago? Where the fuck do you get off calling me that?!"

"Hyejin-" he tries, but I cut him off by shoving him again.

"You fucking left! You don't have the fucking right!" I screech, throat raw with emotion. "And you want to call me your daughter?!"

Shane was blurry through my tears. I continue slapping and punching his chest, movements getting weaker and weaker. 

"You don't get to just waltz in here all fucking high and fucking mighty after you fucking abandoned me!"

"Hyejin, please-"

"You want a fucking hug? A fucking smile? You left in the middle of us trying to pick up your mess and you want me to welcome you with open fucking arms!?"

My breathing heaves madly as I try to not pass out. I'd never felt a rage this intense. Even with the Governor. Never have I felt this mad. Pure, unbridled, burning fury. 

"People died because of you! I've been raising your fucking kid along with my own! Carrying the group and Rick on my back because you destroyed us and him! And you want to walk in here and pretend we're fine?!" 

I gasp in sharply, lurching forward as I gag on the cries. My hair sticks to my face. The IV rack had fallen amidst the chaos and tore the needle from my arm- now bleeding from the spot.

"You leave with a shitty excuse of a letter and saying you love me? And then you expect to just pick up where we fucking left off before you pulled that shit?!"

I kick the stupid IV aside and storm to the door. I walk out and start banging on the doors, opening them up in search for Daniel.

"Two fucking years of radio silence. I fed your child with my own body. I brought Rick back from the edge of a fucking cliff. I cleaned Lori's fucking death scene. I raised Carl," I list off, mostly to myself now.

Everything was blurry and red. Void.

I kick a door open, but there was just an old lady there. I don't bother closing it or apologizing as she gasps in alarm.

"You leave after butchering Hershel's family in front of him and nearly getting us kicked out. You abandon us when the farm falls and we lost our home," I continue.

Another two doors, still no Daniel.

"We build a new life and now you want to come back like nothing fucking happened," I scoff in disbelief, wiping my tears with the back of my hand.

I open another door and sigh, finally spotting Daniel. I look behind me, but Shane had been following the whole time- now directly behind me.

"My son is missing. My home is destroyed. You want a fucking hug?" I continue to berate as I walk into Daniel's room. "Shove it up your fucking ass."

I pat Daniel's arm. "Daniel, wake the fuck up. We're leaving."

Daniel's eyes flutter.

"He could still be out for a bit. He was shot and-"

"Daniel!" I snap, slapping his face lightly. "Let's fuckin' go!"

Daniel's eyes open. He makes a face.

"Did you slap me?" he asks.

"Get up. Get our shit. We're leaving."

"You're leaving?" Shane asks. 

"Don't you fucking dare!" I snap, pointing at him. "You don't get to talk about leaving after what you did!"

"You won't even give me a chance to explain myself?"

"Thought you did that in that shitty letter?" I hiss.

"It was either I leave or Rick and I kill each other!" Shane snaps.

"Maybe he fucking should have killed you!" I scream.

Shane shakes his head. He couldn't believe the words I was saying.

I grab Daniel's arm. "Let's go!"

"What the hell is going on?" Daniel asks, fighting to his feet.

"Hyejin, at least hear me out for five minutes-"

"Go fuck yourself," I tell Shane.

"You were both on death's doorstep. You won't last out there-"

"I said go fuck yourself!" I scream.

I pull Daniel to the door. He stumbles, but catches himself.

"Hyejin," Shane states. "Please."

I look up at him with rage in my eyes. The pain was so overwhelming that it felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Don't leave," Shane continues.

"Real fucking ironic coming from you," I say.

A prickling feeling eases in my neck, like a bee sting. I flinch away from it, my legs feeling like jelly. I stumble against the wall.

"Whoa!" Daniel exclaims, catching me before I fall.

I look at Doctor Edwards. He had a syringe needle. Something he'd injected me with.

"What the hell is that?" Daniel demands.

My head lolls forward and everything fades to black.

𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓇 𝓇𝒶𝓂𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈--

hyejin blinded with rage is one of my fav things to write bc girlie just be going off and causing havoc without a care in the world