Glenn Rhee is an Angel

From The Beginning

Glenn, Michonne, Daryl, Maggie, Abraham, Rosita, Rick, Carl, Sasha, Aaron, and Eugene are all on their knees, broken like we have never seen them before...

Negan has chosen Abraham Ford as his victim...

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GLENN'S POV

WACK!

WACK!

WACK!

Abraham is dead on the floor. It's a mess. Everything is a mess. I am trying my hardest to be strong, but I can't stop the tears from falling. I feel like throwing up. This isn't right. This isn't supposed to be happening. Maybe it's not happening, maybe I'm just dreaming. I'm going to wake up at Alexandria next to my wife Maggie. We will eat breakfast and think of more baby names for our child we are expecting. We will think of the future and smile and laugh........Suddenly I hear sobbing and I remember where I am. Where we are. Maggie is crying, Abraham's beaten body is right next to her. God. God, I wish with every fiber of my being that I could just get up and go to her. Wrap her in my arms and console her. I am on my knees right now, we all are. We have never been in such a hopelessly horrible position. The Rick I see now is one that I have never known. He is broken and terrified out of his mind. We all are terrified. I have never wished to kill someone. Never had the heart to. But man, I would end Negan's life in a heart beat if I could. How can someone do this? How can someone just bash a person's head with a barbed wire wrapped bat?

"Oh my goodness! LOOK AT THIS!" Negan said laughing. He twirled his "Lucille" and got Abraham's blood on Rick's face.

"You guys, look at my dirty girl!" Negan said with a satisfied smile.

He looked at Rosita and walked to her and said, pointing his bloodied bat at her face, "Sweetheart, lay your eyes on this."

He kept looking at her, she is crying and scared, and he said, "Oh, damn. Were you...were you together? That sucks. 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, six, or seven for the team! SO TAKE A DAMN LOOK."

He pointed Lucille at Rosita again. She started to cry again. Negan yelled, "TAKE A DAMN LOOK!"

Rosita, right after Negan said that, yelled, " FINE!" She looked at the bat and yelled again while crying, "THERE!"

Negan threw back his head a little and laughed, "Thank you, sweetheart, for acknowledging Lucille's artistic skills. Her feelings might get hurt and she'll just have to try to make another art project."

"Well, I'm sorry to say it's time for me to leave you sorry sons of bitches! I hope, and I mean really hope, that the message I gave came across crystal clear to you people. You belong to me, you provide for me. RIGHT!?"

"Right." Rick said. His expression looked terrified, like if he was seeing death right in the face. I suppose in a way he is. But at the same time there was something faux about that terror in Rick's eyes. Something off that only someone that has known Rick for years could pick up. I knew immediately that Rick wasn't done. He wasn't going to let this go. He wasn't going to let Negan live for long. But Rick sure as hell won't let Negan know this. When Negan chuckled and turned away from Rick, I tried to catch Rick's eye. Our eyes locked and he gave me a slight nod. He is telling me we will fight. We will not be left like this. Of course we both know that will take some time. But, with that look, a promise was made. A promise of revenge.

Negan and the Saviors began to leave. One of his men took a picture of Abraham's dead body. I knew they kept those pictures as "souvenirs." Sick. I've seen those pictures before. At the Savior compound we raided. The one where I had to do my first human kill. The one that got us into this mess. None of us knew this would happen because of that. How could any of us know? We thought that was all of them, all of the Saviors. Now we know better. We learned the hard way.