The Farmer's Daughter (The Walking Dead)

//Chapter Twenty-Two\\

Third Person's P.O.V

"Riza what happened?" Maggie tried asking Riza after Rick, Glenn, Hershel, Beth, Carol, Michonne, and even Daryl asked her what happened in that place among with other questions.

She wasn't comfortable especially in the condition she was in.

"I give!" Maggie said walking away.

"Dad can I try?" Carl asked as Rick nodded his head.

Carl walked into the room. There were two chairs on either side of the table that was in the center of the room. Along that there were three walls and one glass wall.

"Hey Princess." Carl said softly as Riza looked at him.

"Hello." She answered as they hugged each other.

"Why are you being so stuck up? You won't let Hershel do a simple check up on you." Carl asked hoping Riza didn't take it the wrong way.

"I feel like a prisoner." Riza answered. "I don't want to answer those question with them around."

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" Carl suggested.

"Yes." Was her simple answer.

"Okay then, let's go." Carl said giving a small heart warming smile.

Riza smiled back and stood up. Together they walked out of the room and outside to where the walkers would nonstop walk into the fence.

"Now would you be kind to tell me what happened?" Carl asked as they sat on the grass.

"They weren't mean at first, when I didn't answer a couple of their questions they would hit me, not just with their hands, anything that they know would leave a mark. My back is covered in scars, they mark my stomach, and they even tried to fuck me! They tried to FUCK ME!" Riza yelled before crying.

Carl was speechless, he had no clue what to say.

Her cries turned into laughter, making Carl confused.

"It's funny how every fucking thing happens to the sweet people, the innocent people, and the quiet ones. But put someone who his loud, confident, merciless, and so on, they other person won't take advantage to that. They would pick a fight and try to kill 'em." Riza said as her laughter stopped.

"Riza that's not entirely true, you could be..." Carl stopped wondering if Riza did anything horrible or something that made someone fear him.

"Exactly." Riza huffed fixing her position so her back is more comfortable.

It was quite, Riza looked out into the open far past the gates while Carl thought of some questions to ask.

"No they didn't take my virginity." Riza spoke up as Carl sighed quietly in relief.

Carl scooted behind her and hugged her. Adjusting her position, Carl felt her gentle hands held his arms tightly.

"In the time I was there I begged to see you again. In those seven days I missed your cockiness, your overprotectiveness, your caring self, how you always watched me with a careful eye, and how you love me. Please Carl never let me go." And with those simple words coming from Riza, Carl realized how scared she really was.

And once again it was quiet, until Carl ruined it.

"We seriously need to check your wounds." Carl said as Riza sighed.

"Can you check them? I don't want Hershel to see it, he'll worry to much." Riza asked.

"Y-Yeah." Carl stuttered.

Carl's P.O.V

Shit, she wants me to clean the wounds... I'm going to hurt her.

I got the stuff needed to clean the wounds. Hershel walk me through it so I could do it right and not have to worry about her getting hurt.

"Shirt and bra." I said as Riza turned around, facing the wall to take it off.

She grabbed a pillow to cover herself and sat on the bunk bed.

Before I could see the cuts her hair got in the way.

"Princess your hair." I said as she moved it slowly.

I stared at her back in utter fear. I thought it would be a couple of cuts and one bruise, but no, there were too many cuts.

It looked like someone would non-stop whip her back, and the bruises were an ugly purple shade.

"Can you not stare? I know it's bad but your making me feel like a freak or something." Riza spoke up.

"Uh yeah... Sorry." I apologized.

I slowly did my job, hearing her cry out in pain made me feel like shit knowing that I was doing that to her.

"I'm sorry." I would apologize and continue giving her little breaks every once in a while.

Hershel walked in and quickly walked out seeing her back. "Ah! Carl!" She cried when I got to her deepest cuts.

"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!" I said over and over again.

I tried my best to clean them but I kept hurting her. "Let me take the son." Hershel said.

I stopped what I was doing allowing her to take a break, then crawled onto the bed and sat in front of her.

She was in tears. "No more, please don't do it again." Riza begged. I looked over her shoulder and Hershel frowned while getting the disinfectant liquid onto cotton balls.

Hershel nodded his head and I grabbed Riza's head and lower back pulling her closer to me making sure the pillow was in between us.

"AH!" She screamed into the crock of my neck.

"Almost done." I lied patting her head.

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"Thank-you Carl." Hershel said as I tucked sleeping Riza in bed.

"No need for the thank-you's, I promised I'll always be with her and do my best to protect her." I said sitting by her body and held her hand.

"If you never killed those people I would like you, but I do like you because of how much you care about my best friend's little girl." Hershel pointed out.

"Why do you always bring that up old men?" I asked.

"Because it's my only reason to not like you." Hershel smiled.

"I hate you too Santa." I said as we laughed.

"Well I'm off, come find me when Riza wakes up." He said leaving.

"Will do." I said.

I laid down beside Riza and wrapped my arms around her, finally getting some rest.

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A/N: How many of you guys want Carl and Riza to fuck?