Survive the Impossible II. ~ A "The Walking Dead" Fanfiction

True Friends

Three days later, the morning sunlight was shining through the window in front of me, and it made me woke up. I stretched slightly in the bed, and in the next moment, Maggie, Glenn and Rick came in the room.

- How do you feel? - stepped Maggie to me.

- Better. Maybe I can walk out to the kitchen for having breakfast, if Hershel allows me.

- Now we are one big family, Elisabeth. Everything is common. - Rick was pleased while saying that. I smiled for that and sat up on the bed. Glenn supported me by pushing me up with his hand at my back, and I was finally standing, and stepped some pace. Meanwhile, Beth came in with Andrea to see what's up. The blonde girl asked me whether I want her to bring me clothes from my tent. I nodded, and she ran away.

In the kitchen, everyone was eating muesli or something like that, except for my past teacher. He was not even there. I looked around for making sure that he was not there. They looked at me surprised when they saw me entering. They asked how was I and how did this happened, but I only said that it doesn't matter. I was okay, and that was all the mattered. But they didn't let the issue go.

- Yeah, it does matter. Besides, where is Brown? - Carol asked. She looked at me, and seemed she got what was going. - Elisabeth, what the hell is going on between you and that man?

- Nothing that is worth to mention or to talk about. - but they didn't believe me. I sighed. - I don't want to talk about it. Not yet. It would ruin our breakfast, and we still have to deal with they little girl. Did you find anything since you found me?

- Unfortunately, we didn't. - Rick answered.

- After this, I'm gonna go out. - Daryl joined to the conversation.

- Elisabeth? - Maggie looked at me and waited for some explanation about the gunshot that reached me. For that, all of them were staring at me, and I swallowed. - Do we have time for this? - the group said "yes." at the same time. And then I started to tell them the full story.

- I don't even know where to began. It started before the apocalypse, when I was seventeen years old. By way of introduction, when I was born, my father became an inebriate, becausd he never wanted to have a child. When I was younger, I did not really understandn why he was hitting my mom, and why he was always drunk, selfish, and stank. When I was fifteen, my father hit my mother until she had to go to the hospital to take care of her wounds. I watched it from my room's doorpost. He threatened me if I tell it to anybody, he would kill me. He didn't let me go to school after primary school, so I had to stay with him in the messy, dirty and smelly flat to serve him. He was sitting during the whole day at the table, and gave me orders, and I had to obey his orders, if not, he punched me or kicked me. When I was in my room, I closed it with key, so at least I could sleep. When I was sixteen, I don't know why, but he let me go to secondary school. And that was the place where I met Mr Brown first. He was a friend of my father. After some months, when I got home, my dad said that from the next day, I'll live with Mr Brown. I did not dare to contradict. In the school, I didn't tell anything about it to my friends, and after some weeks, I lost all of them, because I was always said, almost didn't speak, and they told me that I just ruin their happy time together. Sometimes I slept at home, and I was with my mother and talked with her, and offered her to come with me to Mr Brown, but she said that his husband needs her. I think I'm a bit similar to her. But after a while, Mr Brown became violent, selfish, and spoke with me like I was a dog, or I don't know. Before everything's changed, he just told me that he will make me muscular, but then things went wrong. He didn't help me, he threatened me, hit me if I didn't do the exercises like he wanted. And I didn't tell anything about it to anyone. In school, he was normal, but after he stepped through the sill, at home, he went crazy. I was at my parents, when all this broke out. For several days, I was only in my room, didn't eat, drink, didn't do anything, and during those days, the world turned to Hell. When I opened my door one morning, I saw that my parents were walkers. I killed them. And you know, how things were until Daryl and I met Mr Brown. And he continued my torturing. You didn't see it, because he always found the way to insult me in secret. - for some seconds, I stopped and closed my eyes, and collected energy to be able to tell the end of the story. - He shot me with my gun. He took it from me, before that he hit me, and laighed when he shot me and I fell onto the ground.