I heard a loud bang downstairs and jumped out of bed. I ran downstairs but I wasn't the only one. Rick, Maggie, Abraham, Rosita, Eugene, Carol, Daryl, Carl, and Noah all rushed down too.
We stood there staring at our finding. Nicholas was laying on the floor unconcious and my dad was on top of him, beating his face in.
I put my hand over my mouth and pushed through the crowd that built on the stairs.
I shoved my dad off the top of him. He looked at me and tried to get back up. I put my hand on his chest and forced him back down.
"You can't do things like that! You're done!" I shouted.
"If he ever puts his hands on you again, he'll be done too." My dad threatened.
I felt Noah's hand on my back and I let my dad up. Abraham and Daryl picked Nicholas up to take him to the infirmary. I stood to follow them, but Maggie grabbed my arm.
Everyone looked at me, and I stared at my feet. They looked dumbfounded, then mad, and then surprised. I looked up at them.
"What? What are you looking at? Go back to bed!" I shouted.
"Why did he..?" Rick started, but I cut him off.
"I don't know. Okay? I don't. Just stop looking at me! All of you!" I teared up.
"Rhylee, we have to keep you away from him." Rosita spoke.
"I can keep myself away from him. As of this moment, I am a full time lookout. Now stop looking at me."
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Little Rhee (A Walking Dead fanfiction) *Under Editing*
FanfictionRhylee Rhee- 16 years old. Just found a comunity. She finds her father here. Glenn Rhee- 36 years old. Loves Maggie. He misses his daughter. She shows up at the community and he's happy she's here. It's been 5 years since he last saw his daughter...
