The Mistake [Norman Reedus] Book One {{COMPLETED}}

Chapter 51

No it wasn't my fault.  It isn't my fault.  I didn't see them coming.  Nobody did.  Not even rugger.

Rugger whined, and laid his head down.  I could barely see out of the bottom of the bandana around my face, but I was happy that I could at least see Rugger's snout once he laid down.  I was glad because this reassured me that he hadn't been killed.

And me?  Well, I could be dead any minute.  For one, I was sitting in the back of a moving commercial van, about a foot away from the back door that was swung open. . . And for two, the man across from me had a gun pointed at me.

I wasn't sure if this group was Adin or some other one, but they sure knew how to raid a camp.  They flipped the tents, created chaos with small grenades that they threw around the edges of the camp, and they chased away everyone that wasn't helpful.  And why was I any different?  Because the Doctor (and his big mouth) told the people that I knew the secret.  And they didn't take him because in all the chaos, he disappeared into the woods.

So I was the only one taken.  Along with Rugger, who was currently standing up at the very edge of the van doors.

"Rugger." I said with a harsh whisper.  "Come!" I ordered.

I could see him look over at me, and he was crossing his paws to walk towards me when the van hit a large bump.  They had gone off-road, and we were in the grass now.

I winced as Rugger lost his footing, yet managed to regain it.  

But just when I thought the potholes were done, we hit one last one that sent Rugger flying out the back.  

I yelled his name, and stood to my knees, about to fall out myself, when the man across from me grabbed my arm to steady me.

"You jump, and you're dead." He mumbled in my ear.

I froze, and then gave my best shot at trying to elbow him, but it made it worse for me.  

He ripped the bandana off my head, twisted my arm, and pushed the gun to my temple.

"You wanna try me?" He asked, his Mexican accent making the sentence seem deadly by itself.

This didn't take much thought, and with one thought of Rugger, I had kneed the man in the stomach, and was hitting the grass at full force.

All air was knocked out of me, and I gasped and wheezed as I rolled to a stop.  I looked up, spitting some dirt and grass out of my mouth, and spotted Rugger a couple yards away limping towards me.

"Rugger!" I produced a small squeak calling his name, and then turned my head achingly backwards to see the man in the back of the truck signaling the truck to stop.

"Come on boy." I said, trying to stand to my feet with my hands tied behind me.  

Everything pulsed and ached inside me while both me and him hobbled quickly into the forest.  

Rugger's paw was bleeding and his tail was tucked far under his back legs.  He was now tall enough that the top of his head was a little higher than my knee's, and he was beginning to shed a lot more.

I wriggled my hands, frantically trying to get the splintering rope to slip off, but I couldn't manage to set them free.  

the main thing that hurt on me was my shoulder.  I must've landed on it wrong because I could almost feel it begin to swell.

Doing my best to put my thoughts to the side, I started focusing more on running away from the two men running after me.  Rugger could run okay with his injured paw, and I was doing better now that I got the motion down without moving my arms like I would regularly do.

I looked around the thick woods for a place to hide, and spotted a tree that had fallen over.  It's roots were elevated, creating a barrier, and there was a hole in the ground that looked just my size.  

I looked back, slowing down, to see that the men were still running towards me; though it looked like they couldn't see me through all the leaves.

"God knows what's in there." I mumbled, "but let's hope it's something good." I whispered, crouching to my knees and shoving Rugger in, trailing in after him.

I stayed absolutely silent as the men wandered by, looking around for a place we could've hidden.  One man suggested the hole, but the other said that the dog wouldn't have fit.  

The hole was small, and I was almost laying on the ground, folded in half next to Rugger.  The ground was damp and chilly, taking all the heat from my body.

"Well, wherever she is, she better have a weapon.  Either she'll die by natural causes, or be ripped apart by teeth.  Either way, she's alone." One man said.

The other spotted a Walker in the distance and agreed, "Let's go."

And with that, just like in the movies, they left.

I breathed a sigh of relief and then waited another five minutes just in case they were pretending to leave.

After I was positive they left, I crawled out of the whole and puled a root off of the tree for a weapon.  Gripping it tightly, me and Rugger began creeping through the woods.

"Norman!" I called, already knowing he wasn't going to hear me wherever he was.  I called his name for me.  All the silence was making me scared, and I needed to say something.

We hadn't spotted any Walkers, and were heading the way that I thought the camp was.  Err, what was left of it.

Norman and Sean were the only two guys on my mind, and I was planning on finding them.  But I was loosing all hope with every minute that passed.  With every grumble of my empty stomach,  With every new sound that I heard.  I was doubting myself and thinking that I wouldn't see anyone ever again.

And that's when a herd came through.  A small one.  And I know that it could've been easy to take them out with a proper weapon and some food in my stomach, but with a twig and a weak body, I had to collapse.  I wanted them to get me.  I didn't care anymore.

I was alone.  And nothing mattered anymore.

(A/N: GTG BYE!) -Writingslayer