Mariah

11

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"Here you go!" A guy yells, throwing a series of water bottles out of a shoot above our heads,

I lifted my head up to look at the light, letting the little bit of sunshine absorb into my skin. We've been rotting here for at least 4 days... I can't take this much longer.

When the man shut the shoot, I pulled my weak hand over to the water, twisting the cap off, and drinking all of it's contents, then throw in the bottle to the floor again,

A couple minutes ago, a man came in with plates of beans, so I feel like something's up... Like something about the meat they gave us on the way in, has something to with this, us.

"Mariah, what's the matter with you lately, you seem, more aggressive than usual." Maggie asked softly,

I groaned and looked up, see in her face light up a bit from the small crack of light,

"It doesn't matter, us staying alive does." I growled,

"Sorry." Her southern voice echoed,

I kind of feel bad for putting poor Maggie down and all, but what I said is true, survival before feelings... That's just how the world works now.

I closed my eyes, feeling sleep take over my body as I slowly laid on the floor, on the opposite side everyone else was on.

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"Go ahead, touch it." Rick urged us,

Carl and I smiled at the sight of the harmless deer standing before us.

Carl went to go pet it, and I stayed close behind, out bodies symmetrical, I was right behind him, I didn't want to touch that thing... Even though it's adorable,

Bang!

Carl and I both fell, and I choked up a bit at the excruciating pain in my ribs, I let a tear fall down my face before I was out.

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I groggily opened my eyes to the sound of the creaky old door to the entrance of the cart opened, then after a while, closed, when I opened my eyes, I didn't believe what I saw...

Dad, Rick, Michonne, Kylie, and Carl, standing facing the other side of the cart. Amazed to see who's all there.

They all seemed a bit upset after words though, so I stood up,

"Daddy?"

Dad turned around, and instantly engulfed me into a bear hug,

"Mariah baby." He cried,

I squeezed him with all my might, letting my tears soak into his leather jacket I got him when I was like 3.

"Mar?" Rick choked, surprised,

I ignored everything but my dad, I really didn't want to let go. But soon enough, the embrace ended, and I faced Rick, who had a straight face, then Carl, who looked absolutely heartbroken,

I sighed before walking over to Carl,

"Angel?" I asked regrettably,

He shook his head, a tear slipping down his cheek,

"They took her..." He cried,

I couldn't help wrapping my arms around him,

"She'll survive." I sighed,

"I hope so." He said, pushing me away from him,

I looked at the ground and walked over to Rick,

"They made a huge mistake." He said, looking out the small crack of metal,

"What?" I asked eagerly,

"Their messing with the wrong people."

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Another small chapter, but hey! Who can blame me, that is how the chapter should end.