Abuse

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Anyone watching Fear the Walking Dead tonight?

Sorry also btw I've been realllyyy inactive on wattpad lately, but I'm back now :)

Jade

Clearing the prison was far more difficult than I had anticipated, but we did it without loosing anyone.

The cell block was cleared, and we moved in. I ran quickly to the cell, feeling the familiarity throughout my body as I hungrily rushed up the stairs to the cell I had once slept in, in my dreams.

It looked almost exactly the same, and I breathed out calmly, placing a pillow on my bed and smiling.

Carl appeared in the doorway, "bunk mates?"

I smiled, "of course."

He laid down on the bed next to me, letting out a long breath. I placed my feet on the bed and laid my head on his shoulder, staring up at the bunk on top of the bottom one.

"Hey!" I heard Ricks voice tell from down the stairs, "who are you!"

Maggie ran by the cell and I called her name, she returned quickly with a gun in her hand.

"Maggie what's going on?"

"Daryl found a man camping out in the cafeteria."

Me and Carl got off the bed and rushed down the steps, spotting a man sitting on a bench by the cell block, his hands on his head.

His hair was like any other normal black mans hair, except it was longer and untamed. His beard was beginning to grow longer and his shirt was torn and dirty. He was an older man, and he looked worn out and exhausted.

Chris tapped my shoulder, "hey what's going on?"

"New guy."

He peered over my shoulder, staring at the man. His chest heaved up and down, eyes growing wide.

"Chris, are you okay..?"

"F-fine." He stuttered, eyes glued on the man

"You don't look fine-"

"-Jade, I said I'm fine."

I stopped talking and backed away.

The man looked around at us, and then his eyes stopped on Chris, his lips forming into a tight line.

"I'll be back." Chris said, turning and taking off down the cell block.

"What's your name?"  Rick asked, lowering his gun slightly

"The names Devon. Devon Weston."

"What are you planning on doing here, Devon Weston?"

"Well if you'd have me, I'd love to stay.
I'll contribute all I can. Can't say I know much about huntin or fishin, I used to be a gym teacher." He laughed

"I'm sure we'll find a use for you." Rick said putting his gun down and holding out his hand, shaking Devons.

Chris

I ran down the hallway, into the bathroom spilling out my lunch contents into the toilet.

I sat back, wiping my mouth and slumped against the bathroom floor. He was here.
Coach was here.
What if he tells the group what I've done to his students that night at the school.. They'd never let me stay here. I'd done worse throughout my time during apocalypse.. Sarah knows that, but she'd never tell. Coach might..