IT ALMOST WORKED ! the walking dead ! season 3 episode 7 !
" there is a light i can see but only, it seems, when there's darkness in me "
warning of sa !
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WAS IT RIGHT of her to have the smallest hope that perhaps she would not make it home alive, for she didn't know. she felt guilty thinking how she was, wishing death upon herself seemed wrong, selfish when she was sure both maggie and glenn were scared.
locked within their own silent metal rooms, sitting at an old wood table, in a rickety chair, hands bound tightly with tape, and not sure if they'd ever see one another alive again. it seemed guilt was all she ever felt.
perhaps if she'd spoken up about the gut wrenching feeling she had, the way the hair on her neck stood, like she knew they had been being watched. a piece of her knew it wasn't the women, even though her eyes had been in slits, watching the three from behind a car, it was nothing compared to the way merle's eyes felt. the evil lurking in his eyes, a sick twisted smirk on his face as he dragged the girl down the empty road, as he bound her to a chair, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
she writhed around in the chair, feeling defenseless without her gun, her knife missing. her green eyes danced around the room, she tugged at the tape that had bounded her to the chair, her skin rubbed a bright red shade, the skin hot and inflamed.
for an odd reason, she wasn't scared. maybe it was because of the nagging depressing thoughts that she couldn't bark away with her hands bounded. she shouldn't think how she was; she couldn't. falling back into the spiral she had fought so hard to climb out of, she didn't want to go back to how she once was. she had ruined herself, she couldn't do that to herself again, she couldn't make her family live through witnessing her fade away, slipping from their fingers, and they couldn't do anything about it.
she had promised, so many times.
the sound of the door knob rattling made her look to the door. face going stoic, eyes blank, and lips pulled into a scowl, a fire alit within her eyes. the door slowly pushed open, and a man who stood tall walked in, a look in his eyes that made a shiver run up the girls spine. he shut the door behind him, dressed in dark clothes, looking to the girl who squinted her eyes at the man.
she turned her head, staring at the chair across from her. he neared the girl, his hand pulling the knife from his belt, colette remained stoic, blank faced. not batting an eye at the man who neared her, he held his hands up in defense, kneeling down he cut the tape from her wrists, releasing her from the chair, she slowly pulled her arms to her chest, her hand rubbing against the red tender skin.
the man pushed the knife back into his holster, moving to sit across from her. "where are my friends?" colette questioned, not wasting a minute. the man chuckled lightly at her, shaking his head at the girl. "we'll get to that, for now i wanted to apologize on behalf of merle. he can be, rough." the man told, cole raised a brow at the man, lips in a thin line. a glare burning deep in her eyes as she stared at the man.
