Torn (TWD Fan-fiction)

Nothing Good

I opened my eyes to find myself snuggled tight under my blanket. What? I sat up and looked around for Shane, no sign of him. Was I dreaming? I sighed a breathe of relief as I realized that it had all been a crazy dream. I felt around with my feet looking for my boots. I reached my hands down and started tying my laces, gasping as my heart caught in my throat. "No--" I trailed off as my eyes stared in horror at my wrists. They were red, as if they had been tied up. "No...no..." I closed my eyes and opened them again, still there. I started breathing fast, but froze once I heard the door click open. I stood up and grabbed a broken lamp that was on the floor. I held it in front of me waiting for whoever was about to come in through that door. I was shocked as I saw a pair of piercing blue eyes staring at me full of confusion, "Oh, you're awake. What're ya doing?"

"Daryl-- I'm not sure. I think something happened last night. I don't know, maybe I was dreaming but--" I looked at him as he looked over at the couch. I walked a bit closer to him, "What is it?" He stayed quiet. "Damn it Daryl, talk to me!" He nodded his head towards the couch, "You should sit down." I was afraid to hear whatever he was about to tell me, but I slowly walked over and sat down as he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. I waited silently for him to say something. It felt like forever before he cleared his throat and said, "Last night was real. It wasn't no dream." I took a deep breathe and looked down at my wrists; I started shaking, first with fear then with anger. Daryl watched me as I looked up at him with tears in my eyes from being pissed, "What happened?", I asked. Daryl sat down where he was standing, "I was walking back to my room when I heard noise coming from the room. I came in and found Shane on top of you. You were all uh, well you know." I shook my head, "No. I don't know. Please, tell me exactly what happened." He looked uncomfortable as he continued, "You were tied up and you didn't have no shirt on. Your pants were off and so were your underwear..." He paused and looked at me, waiting for me to react. I just kept staring at my wrists. He continued, "He stopped whatever he was doing once he saw me. I grabbed him and threw him off you. I was bout to smash his head in but he ran out the room. I ain't seen him since last night." I gulped, "What about everyone else? Who else saw?"

Daryl stood up, "No one. You begged me not to tell anyone Ellie. You said it would be more embarrassing if anyone saw you like that. So I didn't say anything to anyone." He walked over to the nightstand that was by the couch. He opened the drawer and pulled something out of it, "These were on the nightstand along with some juice in a cup." He held up a bottle of what looked like medicine. I stared at him confused, "Where could he have gotten that? He drugged me?" Daryl reached into the drawer and pulled out a black rag. I gasped as Rick's face came into my mind. "What about Rick? He helped Shane, he gave him that rag!" Daryl looked astonished, "Ellie, when I came in it was only Shane. I never saw Rick." I put my hair behind my ears, "No, no. He was here I saw him." Daryl just lingered there for a while, not sure of what to say. I brought my legs up to my chest and held them tight. Suddenly the lights flickered. "What the hell?" Daryl looked up at the lights in confusion. The lights went off as the building made a whirring noise. He walked over and opened the door, I looked up to see Jenner walk by and everyone else was walking after him. Daryl walked out and I could hear him say, "Hey. What's going on? Why're the lights off?"

I stayed sitting on the couch, I couldn't bring myself to move or do anything. I was in some weird dazed trance. "Hi, Ellie." I looked up to see Carl standing in the doorway. He walked over to me, "What are you doing?" I forced a small smile, "Oh. Nothing. Just... daydreaming." He sat next to me on the couch, "Do you know what's going on?" He asked with a scared look on his face. I shook my head, "No idea little buddy." He looked over at the nightstand, "Hey, that's Shane's!" He said as he grabbed the black rag. I stood up and snatched the rag away, "Don't touch that!" He froze and stared at me with wide eyes. I realized that I had scared him, "Carl, sorry. I--" He backed away from me, "My mom told me to stay away from you. I should have listened." I was taken back by that, "Wait, what? Why would your mom say that to you?" Just then Lori's voice floated down the hallway, "Carl? Carl!" She ran into the room. Gasping as she saw him, "Baby. You don't leave my side. What did I tell you? Are you okay?" She eyed me as she held him close. I immediately shoved the rag in my pocket. "Yeah, he's fine Lori. Why wouldn't he be?" She looked back at Carl and then at me, "There's something going on with Jenner. He isn't telling us something.", and with that she grabbed Carl's hand and walked out of the room. I waited a few minutes before heading over to see what was going on.