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Angelica's pov

"Come on Ang!" Gianna persisted as we walked through the woods, Ally by my side. "G, relax!" I shouted. We had been arguing. It's about two weeks since the dead began walking. She huffed before storming off, leaving me and Ally.

That was the last day I ever saw my best friend. A hoard of walkers got her, I watched as they surrounded her. See, in this world it always will suck to loose people. But sadly, it happens all the time. But I would do anything for her to trade places with my father out there. He sat just a staircase away, leaving me uneasy. I didn't trust him being here.

I moved into the perch with Daryl. I honestly don't know what we are anymore. I said goodnight to Ally before climbing into bed. The side of the mattress sunk as Daryl cuddled into my side, placing a small kiss on my cheek. "Daryl I don't like him being here. It feels off." I whispered quietly. He grunted in reply. "He ain't gonna hurt ya." He said roughly. And with that I drifted off to sleep.

A loud crash sent me shooting up. Looking around, I noticed that I was no longer in a cell next to Daryl, but in a dim lit room. Suddenly, my father walked in. I screamed, but it came out muffled from the tape that was over my mouth. He ripped the tape of my mouth, causing me to wince. "Please. Please leave me alone!" I screeched. He didn't say a word while he approached me, his breath smelling of whiskey. He planted a soft kiss on my forehead, causing me to stiffen before sending a hard punch to my jaw. I groaned in pain

"How can we attack the prison?" He asked. A sudden wave of courage came over me. "I ain't telling you shit." I growled. I had to protect my family. Ally. Daryl. Daryl! He had no clue where I was. I became frantic eyes darting everywhere. He grabbed my chin roughly. "If that's how it's gonna be, sweetheart." He growled dangerously in my ear. With that he left the room. A few minuets later a man with a sharp sword for a hand came in.

He had bright blue eyes. "Well darlin seems you haven' been cooperatin at all." He growled in that all to familiar accent.

"S'matter Merle,,forget your brother had a girlfriend?"

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