TRIGGER WARNING. THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN THINGS LIKE ALMOST RAPE AND REALLY BAD VIOLENCE. PLEASE DO NOT READ IS YOU DO NOT WANT TO. I WILL PUT A THING UP WHEN ALL OF THAT IS OVER. SO IF YOU JUST LOOK FOR THE BIG BOLD WRITING YOU SHOULD FIND THE END OF ALL OF THE TRIGGER. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU DONT WANT TO READ THIS.
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I feel two hand clamp down on my neck and I scream. I look up and Anderson is looking down at me smirking. I try to kick up but my feet are tied down to the bed. I scream again, but nothing. I hear the door jiggle.
"Charls." I start to open my mouth but Anderson's hand is on my mouth. I bite down and he slams his fist into my face. I groan and my vision goes blurry. Anderson starts to take his shirt off and he cuts mine open. He smiles and stares at my exposed chest. He grabs my breast and plays with them. He looks at me and smiles even more. He pulls his pants off and stands before me in just his boxers. I try to scream, but I choke on my sobs. He moves his hand down my stomach. I let out another strangled sob. He starts to unbutton my jeans. I yell out and he slams his fist back into my face. I spit in his face and he grabs me by my hair and slams my head back down into the pillow.
"Charlie!" I hear yelling. I hear muffled voices and guns cocking.
"Help me! Please Rick, Dwight! Anyone!" Anderson laughs and starts to slide my pants down my legs. I turn and hear the rope snap. I kick up sending my leg up towards his dick. I reach down and untie the other rope. I fall off the bed landing on my knees. I scramble and get upright. Anderson looks at me and comes at me.
"Come here you bitch!" He trys to grab me and I move out of the way as he jumps towards me. I move but not quick enough to escape the cool metal of the blade. He comes at me again, but I move and open the door. I run smack into a solid body.
"Well well Anderson." Negan says as he walks into my room. Dwight and Rick look at me with worry in their eyes. Dwight looks at me and something snaps. He slams into Anderson knocking him into the floor. Dwight starts wailing on his face. I move away from Rick and put my hand on Dwights shoulder.
"Let Negan take care of him." I say. I put my hand on his shoulder. Anderson looks at me and winks. I feel bile rising into my throat burning its way up. I make it to the trash in time for everything in my stomach to make its way up and out.
"Missy got herself a man in Dwight. No wonder she wasn't willing. She's shacking scarface over there." I hear Rick start to yell, but Negan stops him by grabbing Anderson. I start to follow when Rick stops me. I look down and notice im in my panties and bra. I open my closet and grab jeans and a tattered shirt. I slide on my boots, bat and my guns. Im strapped when I walk outside. I follow the shouting and see Anderson kneeling on the ground.
"Your one sick bastard. You killed Margo last night. We found her this morning along with your sick twisted note. Then you try again with one of Rick's toughest fighters. Your lucky you still have your dick." Negan says. He chuckles and looks at Anderson. "Well for now." Anderson looks like he just chugged and entire thing of acid.
"Lucille doesn't like this sort of thing and she seriously is itching for some justice. I can't seem to calm her, I was going to do it but I think Charlie might want to take the reigns on this one." He turns and looks at me. So does everyone else standing in the street. People who have known me since I made my way here.
I step up and look at Negan. He looks at me and holds Lucille out for me to grab. I hand him my bat and grab Lucille. The weight slightly different, but i move her around in my hand letting myself adjust to the weight.
"Look at you go babydoll." I look at Negan and he winks at me. I look at Anderson and he looks at me with so much hate.
"You are sick and cruel Anderson. You have done so much evil in your life. The only justice for you is to rot in hell forever. To have no dignity. I am going to take vengeance for all the girls who have not said anything and when all of this is over I will see you in hell." I turn and look at Rick he looks at me with worry. I turn and bring Lucille down onto Anderson's skull. Blood squirts out and splashes onto my face.He makes gurgling noises and falls to the ground. I keep slamming the bat down until there is no skull left. I look at the body and spit on the corpse. I hand Negan Lucille back and grab my bat back. I leave everyone standing in the street staring after me.
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I open the door to my bedroom and almost want to throw up all over again. Anderson's pants lay discarded in my floor. His shirt lays next to my pants and cut shirt. I look around my room and start pulling my clothes out of the closet and stuff them into a bag. I look around and make sure everything I want is out. I start bashing up the place. I slam things into the walls and bust holes into the walk into the kitchen and grab the liquor. I take a swig and start throwing in all over the walls. I stand at the front door and throw a match into the house. I watch as the only home I have known since this all started goes up in flames.
"Charlie!" I look over my shoulder at Rick and Carl. Dwight and Negan are heading towards me as well. I put my bag on my shoulder and brush past them.
"What the hell have you done?!" Rick yells. I look at him. Rick starts after me and grabs my wrist. I yank my hand back and look at Rick.
"I couldn't stay in there Rick not after all of that. How can I feel safe when he so easily got into my house. It's done Rick." I say. I walk towards the gate.
"Where are you going?" Rick ask.
"I need some head space. I need time to think. I'm going to visit Jesus and Sasha." I say. Rick looks at me and back at the burning house.
"Don't." Dwight says. I look at him. Rick turns and looks at Dwight. He looks at me and then at Negan.
"You can come to the sanctuary. We were gonna see if you wanted to come anyway." Dwight says. Rick looks at me almost scared of my response. I look back at the burning house and at the convoy at the gates. Negan looks at me and smirks.
"I'm sorry Rick." I say. Rick looks taken aback. " I'm sorry Dwight i'll see all of you in about a week."
"Honey I didn't say you could go anywhere." Negan says. I turn and look at him challenging him.
"Then kill me now because I need space. I run for either of yall and I will get myself killed. I'm not ready to do anything. Let me have a week. I'll come back." I say.
"You better sweetheart. I don't want to have to send my guys after you. You are a rare talent and we can't. No we won't loose you." Negan says. I let out a laugh and look at him.
"I love you Rick. I'll see you in a week." I say I turn towards the gate and Spencer and Rosita stand looking at me.
I grab my bag from the gate and strap my bat to the bike and I take off to Hilltop. I hear the gate close behind me and feel a sense of freedom. The sense of no responsibility to anyone.
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