Carl Grimes X Reader

•● Chapter 3 ●•

I woke up at the noise of people talking around me.
I had a terrible headache and I could feel some blood slide down from my temple. I could tell that I was tied to a chair.

'So the didn't shot me.. why?' I started to think about how they could use me: 'maybe they will make me their slave.. or worst I will become food for zombies'. I started to be seriously scared, I didn't know them and so they don't know me.

Until I was there still with my eyes closed I heard the boy, Carl I think was his name, speak: "We should let her go..".
And the middle-age man: "We don't know if she's dangerous and also Carl ..she almost shot you!!"
"I'm fine dad. The bullet didn't hit me"
"I know.. but she can do it again... Michonne when do you think she will weak up?" The man asked.
"I'm sure she's awake.." the woman, Michonne, answered.
Her voice came from behind me.
I got scared so I decided to raise my head and open my eyes.
It's time to let them know who command here.

I started looking at my surroundings. I was in the middle of my living room and I didn't saw any escape way.
'I guess I have to talk with them..' I started to panic inside my head.
I didn't want to show them my fear and I was trying to fight it back. I started to have flashbacks from the day when I was raped. I was in a similar situation.

The three of them just standed there, in front of me, looking at me without saying a word.
'Damn it I can tell that they noticed!! C'mon y/n do something!!'
A tear escaped my left eye 'NO PLEASE! DON'T BE SO WEAK Y/N!!' I screamed into my mind.

"Hey don't be scare we don't want to hurt you.." the boy said.
"We tied you because we don't know if you're dangerous.." added the woman, Michonne I guess.
"What's your name darling?" The middle-age man became sweet.. 'Don't tell me he feel pity for me?!'
"I'm y-y/n..." I said hesitantly.

"Ok y/n I need to ask you some questions. How many walkers have you killed?" The man asked me.
"Too many to count" I thought it was the right answer. Well I did really lost the count.
"How many people have you killed?". I got visibly nervous after this question. Maybe this three people were with them.
"Two.." They were looking at me, studying me. 'How creepy'.
"Who and why?"
"I..I didn't know them.. a-and t-they did bad things to me...self defence". Maybe revenge was more appropriate but I was too scared.
I felt like a little child because of all that weakness that I was feeling. I was defenceless in my own house. I felt tears forming into my eyes but I fought them back.
'Don't be such a crybaby!' the voice in my mind kept telling me.

I was so focused on being "strong" that I didn't notice the three guys leaving the room.

'God damn it! What are they planning now?!'

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