Him (TWD//Merle//)

Chapter 10

A/N : hey guys. i'm so sorry i haven't written in a while. I was going through i lot this year, and then i moved from california to TEXAS (a very long drive might i add lol). BUT i'm situated and all back now and i'm here to stay❤. hope you enjoy!!

The very first thing i felt as i started to come to, was the pounding headache. My body felt like a pound of bricks, weighed down to the ground. My face felt like it was on fire, there was just too much pain.

"Dear lord," i rasped out, "Was i hit by a train?"

My eyes fluttered open on their own accord, and i pull the blankets tighter around me.

It's so cold, why is it so cold?

I see Carl, the Grimes' son, scurrying over with a permanent frown settled on his young face.

Seeing his face, flashbacks ran a million miles per hour through my head, and everything comes rushing back to me.

Me sticking up for Carol.

Ed tacking me, beating me to a pulp.

Merle's rage.

Jackie telling me to hold on, as i choke down my own blood.

"Shit," i swore.

Carl looked away, his face held pity.

"I'm sorry, Amy. Ed is mean for doing that to you. Are you okay?" He says in a small voice.

Almost immediately, I melt. Such a sweet boy didn't deserve to be thrown into a world like this. A fond smile takes over my features.

"I'm alright, buddy, " i reassure him. Even though i felt far from alright, Carl didn't need to know that.

The little boy looked unconvinced, but accepts my words anyway.

"I should go get Jackie, she was so worried about you," Carl blurted out.

Jackie was worried about me? It touched my heart in a sense. Jackie seemed like such a kind woman. In time, i wouldn't be surprised if she took on a mother hen role in our group.

"Alright," I smiled.

At my okay, Carl took off and out of the tent.

A moment later, Jackie rushed in, her hands covering her mouth in disbelief.

"Oh thank God ," She wailed, kneeling next to me.

"Jackie, I'm okay," I tried to convince her as well, but it came out as a croak.

I put a straight face on, "I just need a little rest and then I'll feel fine."

"Don't you lie to me Amy Marie," She scolded. For a second i felt guilty, but then surprise registered itself on my face.

How the hell did she know my middle name?

"Jackie, how do you know my middle name?" I questioned.

I have trust issues, sue me.

Jackie smiled slyly, "I have my ways, dear," She said, with a mischievous look in her eye.

I didn't question her further. To be honest, she probably got her information from Daryl. The man knew everything, you just didn't question it.

Jackie's playful attitude dropped, and a serious atmosphere filled the room. I immediately retired my earlier attitude with a more intent one.

"On a scale from one to ten, how bad is your pain?" She asks.

"This time, don' sugar coat it pumpkin," sounded a voice from in the corner.

When the hell did he sneak in? Has he been there the whole time?