Our Little Group :) (Carl Grimes x Male OC)

35. Attacked

TW:
BLOOD
GORE
WALKERS
DEATH
WEAPONS
SWEARING
<<<MAX POV>>>

An empty room is what I wake up to, my head pounding, leg feeling like it's burning but not as bad as before. The same old woman I saw when I blacked out comes into the room holding a bowl and cup. "Ah you are awake, how is your head, dear?" I don't answer my eyes narrowing at the woman, she sets the bowl and cup down with two pills. "You are scared, I get that. It is hard to trust people now, well it always was like that I assume." She grabs ahold of my arm, immediately I pull it away reaching for my knife, that's not there. "Goodness, I am sorry dear, I should have told you I was taking your IV out." The woman apologizes to me, seems sensere, I think. The woman slowly takes my arm back taking the IV out, I wince at the pain.

  "Alright dear, I suppose I shall tell you my name, and probably interview you." The woman chuckles leaning back into a chair she pulled beside the bed. "My name is Ester Wheeler, most call me Star but it's up to you, dear." Hesitantly I take the water feeling my throat start to dry up, the glass sets back down on the table with a clink. "When my daughter found you, well she wasn't sure you'd make it to say the least. A pretty harsh wound on your leg and head said fire was all around behind you."

Almost forgot about the explosion, and them leaving me to die alone. "Dear, what's your name? It's hard to address you when I have not learned it yet." The woman smiles at me warmly, it's oddly comforting even though I have no clue who this woman is. "Max, Max Dixion." Decided to cut out lying from the woman, she seems okay and could join the group if Rick let's her. "Lovely name dear, I'll call my daughter in to help you up and show you where the bathroom is to freshen up." The woman stands walking ouside the room, the door clicking shut behind her.

My feet hits the cold floor as my shoes and socks were taken, along with my clothes. I'm in a very large light blue shirt, like a hospital gown but not paper instead a regular shirt. The door opens to a younger woman close to thirty, walking in and setting down my clothes, they're clean. "Let's go, don't have all day." The woman grabs my arm and the clothes dragging me into a bathroom. "Left is hot right is cold. Hurry up, my ma may have been nice but I ain't so don't expect it." The door slams shut the air blowing my hair back, warm water is nice, usually I'm stuck with somebody taking it all up at home. I take the shirt off and my boxers stepping into the shower, the warm water soaking my hair and skin. A thought interrupts my shower, where are my weapons, where am I and where's the group? The water starts to turn cold so I take it as a sign to get out.

"Max, this is my daughter Via, she's the one that found and brought you here." The girl glares at me sitting in a chair gun aimed at my head. "It's Sylvia. Only friends or family call me Via, you aren't either." Ester, the older woman, sighs and sets my gun, bat and knife infront of me. "This is my husband, Flynn or Fly, he helped me stitch up your leg." The man nods to me rasing his glass of water and taking a sip. "Via has two daughters, one fourteen and the other is Nine, both sweet girls but trouble at times." Ester chuckles, I go to grab my gun and Sylvia stops me taking all three of my weapons. "I want to leave, my family, they'll be looking for me and I need to get back." Sylvia looks at me like I'm dumb or stupid for saying something. "You mean the ones that left you to die? Yall set that explosion off and they left you behind."

My eyes narrow into a glare at Sylvia, Ester gasps and shakes her head disappointed. "They had to, I was too slow and the explosion was going to go off any time it's not their fau-" Sylvia cuts me off by shoving my gun and hers to both my temples. "Sylvia, lower your weapons and please hand him back his." Ester gives Sylvia a look and she hands me back my weapons, I put them on my belt and my bat around my belt loop. "Can I go back home? I just need someone to show me where I was and I'll never be back or mention this place, just let me go home, please." Ester sighs and stands up waving the three of us up also, she leads us outside. We're in a house on a small pond, gardens, animals, fences, and woods surround the area, it's perfect for hiding.