"Falling in love. And say, it's crazy. Falling. You see? We don't say 'rising into love.' There is in it the idea of the fall." -Alan Watts
This isn't just some story where the boy and girl fall for each other, and everything is okay. It's a story w...
"To those who I've fought with, and to those, I don't know your name We fought by one another. You did not die in vain."
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I took one last look at the sarcastic, sweet, strong survivor, and he was hit. Abraham Ford is it. I could see the defiance in his eyes, also mixed with acceptance.
Negan swung Lucille high over his head and brought it down to meet Abraham's skull. Everyone cried out in grief, including me.
I couldn't look away from what was happening. Abraham flew to the ground from the impact of the bat.
Abraham didn't give up so easily. Blood dripped from the large gash in his head, and he brought himself up and looked Negan straight in the eyes and said:
"Suck...my...nuts."
Those were Abrahams last words.
Negan kept swinging. Abrahams body hit the ground, but Negan didn't stop there. Abrahams lifeless body lay there; his head was beaten to no tomorrow. His body was destroyed until there was nothing recognizable left of him.
"Did you hear that? He said, 'suck my nuts,'" Negan laughed.
I looked at him with pure hatred. He kept beating the lifeless body in the ground, grunting every time he swung. Some of us cried; some of us did nothing. I flinched every time his bat met flesh.
"You guys, look at my dirty girl! Sweetheart, lay your eyes on this," Negan laughed and shoved the bloody bat into Rosita's face.
"Were you-- Were you together? That sucks. But if you were, you should know there was a reason for all this. Red-- and hell, he was, is, and will ever be red. He just took one or six or seven for the team! So take a damn look," he barked at Rosita.
Then Daryl acted. He stood up and punched Negan in the face.
"No! Daryl, stop!" I cried in agony.
Negan was quick to hold the bat to my head, and I shut up. Daryl was on the ground, with his crossbow pointed at his head.
"That is a no-no! Not one bit of that shit flies here!" Negan yelled.
The crossbow was taken away from Daryl's head, and I sighed slightly.
"Now, I already told you people--first ones free, then what'd I say? I said I would shut that shit down! No exceptions. Now I don't know what know what kind of lying assholes you've been dealing with... but I'm a man of my word. First impressions are important. I need you to know me," Negan continued.
