Madisons pov.
I walk out of the house with my bow in my hand. I feel my cheeks getting hotter and hotter and my anger rises to meet it. I've given her too much. She wanted reactions I have them to her. She didn't even have to look for them. I might as well write 'Psycho' on my forehead.
My thoughts run frantically around my head. She already knew a lot about me before I sat down. She asked Rick about me and she asked Luke about me too. The difference is, Luke gave her the answers and he had no right to answer for me.
What did they talk about?
How far did he go into details about my 'hard time'?
Did he tell her about Abbie?
The anger boils inside me and if it were possible for the heat inside me to bubble my blood I could only match this feeling to such an image. My skin feel flaming hot and my jaw sets involuntarily. I physically can't stand still.
He had no right to bring her or me into that interview.
My feet force me forward. I'm only half sure of what I'm doing but I follow my feet because they've connected the dots before my brain has.
My pace speeds up as I make my way to the group, they aren't standing too far away from Deanna's house. When I get close enough I hear a few people calling my name, confused and cautious, as I march towards them. It's suddenly clicks with me what I want and where my feet are bringing me when I see his face.
Before I know it my fist snaps brutally forward into Luke's face.
Blood pumps from his nose as he stumbles to regain his balance. I feel a set of arms winding around me, making it impossible to move.
"WHAT THE HELL MADS!" Luke shouts. He swipes the blood under his nose with the sleeve on his arm.
"FUCK YOU!" I spit through my teeth.
"That's enough Madison!" Rick growls in my ear. His tone surprises me and makes me glance around us at a group of strangers circle us, watching us. I can't tell if their curious or a threat. The short distraction calms me by only a fraction.
"What were you taking to her about?" I whisper so low I'm not sure if he heard. I fight against the arms holding me back.
"Let me go Rick." I mumble to him.
"So you can cause another scene ? You really know how to stir shit up, dont you Mads?" he barks back.
I bite my tongue and fight the urge to snap back at Rick.
I pretend like he's not there, though I know that makes me look childish.
"Who did you talk about in there?" I press.
"Myself." Luke lies.
"Bullshit!" I kick my legs out and Rick pulls me back again. Out of habit I fight back, jerking my elbow back. I hear Ricks short intake of breath and I freeze. I shuffle back so I'm only looking at him.
His eyes are closed, adjusting to the pain. Before I can apologize he opens his mouth and glares at me.
"You look insane! Actually insane, right now. Hurting Luke won't give you any answers. People are watching. Deanna is watching. Do you want to screw this up for everyone?"
I brush him off me but I still listen. A pang of regret seeps into my stomach, only for Ricks sake.
I try to walk away from the situation and deal with it later but as I pass Luke he moves to shoulder me. I stumble but catch myself before falling.
My anger only flares up more. I've never had a fight with Luke. Not even when we were younger. We've had squables, but never this kind of fight. I try to shove him back and hit his chest. I was unfortunately surprised by how hard his chest is with a searing pain that shoots up my arm.
He uses this advantage to knock me down. His weight is placed up top of me, trapping me beneath him and he grabs both my hands in one of his.
"You know you're on your ass right now because you can't control your own temper." He whispers.
"Fu-"
"Or your mouth."
Our exchange takes place in whispers, away from prying ears.
"You're being really selfish right now. Maybe you don't want to stay here but that doesn't mean you get to fuck this chance up for the rest of us. If you want to leave, there's the gates."
He starts to get to his feet again without releasing my hands.
"Oh, and if you ever come at me like that again-"
"You'll what?" I challenge.
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Survive ( twd carlgrimes)
FanfictionBook 1: After 8 years of being held hostage, 15 year old, Madison Smith and her family finally escapes with help from a large group of survivers. The group is big but she notices one person in particular. A boy. Around her age, with blue eyes and a...
