"What do we do with her" the blonde one whispered
You watched as they were sharing thoughts quietly too each other. You took that chance to grab your rifle gun from around your shoulders. But when you were reaching over to grab it, you noticed it wasn't on your back. The strap broke when you fell down. You turned your head and saw the rifle only a couple feet away from you. You slowly and quietly began to reach over for the rifle.
"Hey" the one with black hair yelled, then he saw how you were reaching for your gun "Oh you want this" he grabbed it and aimed it at you "Was this what you wanted" He smirked.
"Hey hold up, come on Lucas don't shoot the girl" the blonde one defended.
"Than what should we do" the one with brown hair said.
"I've got an idea" the blonde one grab you from behind and lifted you up. His hands started to explore your body.
"What are you doing" who you guessed was Lucas asked annoyed.
"Oh come on when was the last time we had so special fun" the blonde lusted.
"Hey" you heard a voice growl from the end of the hall. The two other guys moved to the center of the hall giving you enough space to see who it is. It was Carl, with his FNX - 45 pistol facing the ground but finger on the trigger. "Leave her alone you nasty bastards" He hissed.
"Oh yeah what are you gonna do about it" the one with black hair laughed.
You watched as he narrowed his eyes with total blood lust on those teenagers. He didn't really move. Just stared. But the thing you have noticed about Carl is that ever since he had to kill Lori, his mother, he has been in a way scared to kill and yet he would but he would be hesitate to alive people. But right now he was unpredictable on what he was going to do.
The blonde one's hands were still wrapped around your waist completely against your will. Those guys were going to show no mercy to you. But when you thought it couldn't get worse. The one with brown hair pulled out a five inch throwing black knife from his boot. Then Lucas got out a self defense pistols Beretta 92, Browning Hi-Power gun from the side of his pants. He aimed his gun to Carl.
"No leave him alone" you begged. But then you felt a sour stinging pain on your cheek. the brown haired boy slapped you.
"Shut up, slut" he sassed.
"Hey, don't talk to her like that" Carl defended you.
"Look boy, you could walk away right now and we won't kill you but your making hard on yourself, so I would suggest walking away and let us have some fun with this pretty girl" the blonde one said.
"I'm not going anywhere, and news flash she is going to get out of here alive, we have a group" Carl said trying to scare them, but he was shaking , his voice at least as he said that.
"If there really is a team then where are they" the one with brown hair chuckled.
"Please, just let her go kill me instead" Carl pleaded.
"Who said we were gonna kill her" Lucas said.
"Please we don't have to do this" Carl begged.
"Fine you want the girl" the blonde one said. You noticed that he winked at his other two friends. You narrowed your brows.
Carl slowly nodded.
"Then give us your gun" Lucas ordered.
"Carl" you quietly said.
He looked at you with still blood lust in his eyes. It sent a sour feeling in your throat. He ignored you.
"Carl don't listen to him" You yelled. That caught his attention. A hand covered your mouth and then one of the guys grabbed the gun from Carl and Lucas held his hands behind his back.
The one with brown hair looked at you with evil power in his eyes "Watch sweet heart" he smirked.
Then a power blow was thrown at Carl and he growled in pain, then another but to the face. He was punched repeatedly. He was on his knees at that point and he head facing the ground as his hair was flowing over his head.
"Pull his head up" the one with brown hair started. He bent down to Carl's level "What's wrong, too much pain". Carl groaned. "I'll take that as a yes, don't worry this should make it stop" then the throwing black knife was stabbed into Carl's stomach.
"No" you cried and started to shake your body rapidly trying to get free from the blonde boy.
"Hold her still" he blonde one said. The brown one restrained you while Lucas threw Carl to the ground and walked over to you. He blindfolded you with an old cloth from the floor.
But then a large hand gripped your boob causing you to moan loudly in pain.
"Stop it" Carl whimpered.
"Stay down dammit" you begged Carl.
You felt a different hand begin to explore your body. You were whimpering for mercy. Then a wet pair of lips began to bit the middle of your neck.
"Stop it" You growled.
Then a harsh blow was thrown at your gut. You were coughing. Then a gun shoot was shot, One, Two and then a hesitate three. You were able to take the blindfold off and you saw Carl barely standing with the rifle that was pushed down the hall. You ran to his side once he fell back on his knees.
"Carl, I am so sorry" you cried.
"It's okay" He forced in pain.
"Oh my god, what happened" Daryl yelled running down the hall. But then he saw the stab mark on Carl. Plus the three dead bodies and your messed up sex clothes.
"Not such a bad boyfriend now are you"
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