The Dixons And Me - The Walking Dead FanFiction

Chapter Sixty Two

Sam's POV

My eyes slowly open and my entire body aches. I try to move my arms but they are chained to the wall, my legs are the only thing that is unchained.

I barely remember what happend to me...That son of a bitch knocked me out.

I look down and I gasp. I don't have a shirt on...My pants are gone too and there are cuts and bruises all over my stomach.

I struggle against the chains, but it's no use. I'm stuck here. For how long, I don't know...I don't even know how long I've been here.

The door opens slowly and The Govoner walks in with a tray of food and smile is across that ugly face of his.

"Oh look. She's awake. Hello darling." He says setting the tray on a table and picking up what I really hope is chicken. "You hungry?" He asks holding the food to my mouth.

I keep my mouth shut but he nudges it open and puts the meat in my mouth and I spit it right back in his face.

"Ungrateful bitch." He growls and punches me hard in the stomach, knocking the air out of me. I gasp and cough trying to catch my breath.

He walks out of the room, but walks back in with clothes. He un chains me and helps me get dressed.

Oh what a gentleman.

He calls in for Martinez and as he walks in, he gasps.

"Take her to the jeep. It's time." He orders and Martinez nods his head and gently helps me through the building and outside to the jeeps.

He picks me up gently and sits me down inside and fastens my seat belt.

"I won't let him hurt you again." He says with an angry tone.

I try to manage a smile, but I can't seem to. The Govoner sits in the front and Martinez starts to drive, followed by more cars.

I look in the mirror and I sit there shocked out how I look. My lip has been split open..Again..I have cuts on my cheeks and my left eye is swollen.

I don't know where we're going. I just want to go home..Back to my family.

I close my eyes for a few minutes and feel the jeep has stopped moving. Before I can open my eyes, I hear gun fire.

Snapping my eyes open, I see we're at the prison and MY family is being attacked.

I quickly un fasten my seat belt and try to stand up but I'm pushed back down again.

My family start to fight back and the Woodbury residents scream and retreat.

I smile. My family won...But not yet. The Govoner is still alive.

He growls and roughly grabs me and pulls me out of the jeep and stands me up on the back of it, so my family can watch at what he's about to do.

He aims his gun to my head and goes to fire, but another gun shot can be heard and The Govoner cries out in pain clutching his arm and I jump down from the jeep, and I groan in pain, clutching my stomach.

"You gonna be okay?" Martinez calls out to me and I weakly stick my thumb up.

I hear the jeep drive away and I lay there alone in the grass, walkers slowly make their way towards me.

I don't have the will to even try and fight back.

But someone fights for me.

Walkers fall on the ground, arrows in their head.

"Sam! Sam!" Daryl shouts and kneels down next to me.

"Just..Let me go." I manage to say as my eyes slowly close.

"Ye ain't goin' anywhere." He growls and gently picks me up.

I open my eyes again and the last thing I see is Daryl...Tears running down his face.

I'm sorry.