The walking dead Fanfic: The Estate

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Presley coughs out holding her chest and hears a voice.

"not dead?"

She glances up at Konnor and she shakes her head getting to her knees. She undoes her shirt looking down at the bulletproof vest and takes a deep breath.

"he was spot on, he knew Negan would want me killed..."

She groans out in pain and Konnor helps her up whispering.

"we have a long hike, hows your ribs?"

She shakes her head holding on to Konnor.

"Broken he didn't miss a single shot-"

Konnor shrugs his shoulders laughing.

"it's Mason every bullet counts"

Konnor helps Presley to the road and they begin walking slowly but  they both stop hearing voices.

"stop right there..."

Konnor freezes in place feeling a gun placed to the back of his head and hears a voice.

"I want everything, your bags and weapons, now..."

Konnor glances to Presley and shakes his head whispering.

"whatever you want.."

Presley glances back at the grounp of three men and closes her eyes hearing a man come up to her. He runs his hands through her hair.

"well this isn't something you see every day? Tell me something sweetheart, how old are you?"

The man whispers into her ear and she glances to Konnor, smiles and turns around facing the older guy. She slowly runs her hand on his arm smiling.

"well, I don't know if you could keep up with me..."

The man licks his lips  and laughs out.

"so who's your friend sweetheart?"

The guy motions to Konnor and she glances to her left waving her hand.

"we just met a few days back he's good at protecting me but..."

She runs her hand down the mans arm and pushes her lips to his ears.

"i always feel like the more numbers the more I'm protected. A strong guy like you.."

She runs her hand up to his neck and pulls him in for a kiss. Konnor grins to himself as he slowly pulls out a knife and backs up into the guy behind him. He jams his knife into the guys neck and grips the his gun pointing it towards the third man. The third guy smiles at Konnor and shoots  Konnor. Konnor stares down at his wound gripping it and coughs out. Presley glances to him and takes the knife out of the mans neck she had placed it in. Konnor clicks the gun's trigger and whispers to himself.

"empty?"

He falls back, but hears  the man screams and hears a unfamiliar male voice.

"he's losing blood fast, we need to get him out of here, now!"

He blinks looking up and sees a man and a woman hovering over him. He breaths out gripping the bullet wound and hears Presley's voice.

"Konnor, hold on these people said they will help, just hold on..."

He looks up at the sky and whispers as he passes out.

"what people?"

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