Protection (Rick Grimes)

Chapter Forty Seven

---IT'S SUMMER GUYS!! I'll be able to work on the chapters more often (if I don't get writers block 😐) and be able to update more. Although I did leave this morning to go to Myrtle Beach, SC. I'll be able to work on the chapters while on the road and in the condo. But anyway...hope you guys enjoy.---

Danielle's POV

I wake up to my head pounding and faint voices. I look around the room and see that I'm still tied down in the chair. I can see Lloyd and Tyler outside room talking. My eyes then land on Daryl, who is still tied to a chair also. That's when I see blood covering his face and arms.

"Daryl?" I call. He looks up at me and just stares at me. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He assures me. "Are you?"

"I could be better, but I'm okay. What did they do to you?"

"Cut and punched me." He mumbles.

"How are we going to get out of here?"

"We'll think of something."

"I don't-" I start but stop talking once the door opens.

Lloyd and Tyler step inside the room and shut the door behind them. Tyler stays by the door while Lloyd walks around the room. He has one hand on his hip and the other and rubbing over the stubble on his face.

"Now, I don't want to have to do this. But, Danielle...you're starting to leave me no choice." He says and pulls up a chair in front of me. He sits down and leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. I glance at Daryl and see him glaring at Lloyd.

"So I'm going to ask you one last time." He starts. "Where's the place you call home?"

I look over at Daryl and he shakes his head slightly, telling me not only say anything. I clinch my jaw and swallow hard before looking back st Lloyd. After I'm quiet for about 10 seconds, Lloyd stands with an annoyed sigh and pulls out a knife. My eyes widen and my heart rate quickens while I stare up at Lloyd.

He snickers before cutting the tape off my wrists and cutting my feet loose. He pulls me to my feet and tapes my hands behind my back. I look over at Daryl with a scared look.

"Where are you taking her?" My brother demands.

"Relax. We're just going to try to...encourage her to speak." Lloyd shrugs and pushing me along, forcing me to walk.

I'm led through many different hallways and then through a set of double doors. The brightness of the sun nearly blinds me, making me shut my eyes.

After my eyes adjust, I realize that we are in a fenced in area and there are several walkers pressed against the fences. But then I also see a deep, dug out hole near the fence.

"Hopefully this can encourage you to talk. If not...eh, I'll just have to kill you." Lloyd says and I can tell that he's smirking by the tone of his voice.

We eventually get to the dug out hole and I'm pushed to the ground. I peer into the hole and see six walkers inside.

I small squeal of pure fear escapes my lips as I try to back away but Lloyd stops me. He kneels down beside me and pulls me to where my shoulders, up are hanging over the edge. All six of the walkers crowd around, reaching up, trying to grab me but are only able to let their fingers graze my face.