Him (TWD//Merle//)

Chapter 9

After getting over the fact that I just kissed the only man I've developed feelings for in a long time, I hop off of Merles lap and strut over to our tent with fake confidence.

As I make it inside and zip up the flaps, I immediately collapse in disbelief.

I can't believe I just did that.

I put my fingers to my lips, while reveling at the faint tingle that still lingers.

The kiss? It was absolutely amazing. Merle makes me feel foggy with emotion. When I'm close to him, all I can feel is warmth and happiness. I feel safe near him, and that's an emotion I've been yearning for for a long time.

"Amy," I hear Jackie call from outside my tent "I could use some help with laundry."

I put on my brightest smile and walk out.

"Sure no problem," I nod.

Then she lowers her tone to a whisper,"You'll love it. It gives us an opportunity to have some girl time," she winks.

We both walk down to the river together and greet Carol, Lori, and Andrea.

"Hey guys!" I smile.

"Hey sweetie, how ya doin'?" Lori responds with a kind look on her face.

"I'm alright," I respond and clap my hands, "Lets get this party started," I yell and everyone chuckles.

An hour later, we've gotten onto the subject of what we miss most before the apocalypse hit us.

"A hair dryer," Lori says wistfully.

"Definitely my vibrator," Andrea jokes.

"Me too," we hear Carol's quiet voice add in, and everyone howls with laughter. Even Carol cracks a smile.

"Get back to work," we hear a voice bellow.

Ed. He honestly terrifies me. I've seen what he does to Carol and Sofia. They don't deserve it.

"We're goin' as fast as we can Ed, if you don't like it, why don't you go and do your laundry yourself," Andrea sighs out.

This angers Ed even more.

"I dont need this," He shouts, red in the face.

He grabs Carol's forearm in an iron grip and Carol whimpers from the contact.

He's hurting her.

"Stop!" I shout, "Just stop, don't take it out on her." I hold Carol and shove Ed back. He goes ballistic. Apparently shoving Ed wasn't my brightest idea, but in my defense it seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

The next thing I know I'm on the ground with a heavy weight on my abdomen, a hand clasped around my throat, and an unrelentless fist smashing into my face over and over and over again.

Pain. Its all i felt.

Shouting. My heart beat. It's all I heard.

And tears, were the only function I could perform.

"STOP! STTTOOPPP!!" Andrea screams bloody murder.

"Please," Lori begs, "Please stop," she wails.

And then the weight is gone, and I can breathe again. But I'm not really breathing, just choking on my own blood.

I wipe my blood out of my eyes and see Merle pounding into Ed like no tomorrow.

"Wait," I croak.

Merle doesn't wait. Not at all. He continues to wail on Ed without a shred of mercy. Ed tries to fight, but his defense is no match to Merle's rage.

I can't stand. I can't do anything. It hurts to talk. It hurts to think. I want to sleep.

Jackie kneels down next to me. On my other side is Daryl cradling my head.

Out of the corner of my eyes I see Shane restraining Merle, and Carol leaning over Ed, crying for forgiveness.

Daryl moves into action and shouts at the rest of the group, "Somebody get me some water, bandages, or fucking neosporin I don't care, get me anything you useless shits, don't just stand there."

Everyone jups up and moves quickly to collect the supplies.

"Stay with me Amy, it's alright," I hear Daryl try to comfort me, but all I can focus on is trying to breathe. I tilt my head to the side and see Merle walking briskly toward me, but I can't seem to keep my eyes open. It's too hard. It hurts so much.

My vision starts to blur and my eyes start to droop on their own accord.

"Amy, baby no, don't close your eyes, don't you dare," I hear Jackie yell but I can't help it.

My eyes close and I'm enveloped in darkness.