Before [D.D]

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*3rd person POV*

The boys walked into the barn with Heather. Everyone pointed their guns at them. 

"We mean no harm." The man Aaron yelled to the group. Daryl put him weapon down and pushed Ricks arm down as Maggie and some of the others pushed the barn doors closed. 

"Where is she?" Daryl asked Heather, she couldn't tell him. She couldn't bring myself to tell him She left her best friend to die. 

"Goddamnit Heather! Where is my wife!?" He yelled in her face as the man held me up on her on her feet. A sob rocked through Heather's body and she fell to the ground.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." She kept repeating knowing it was her fault that she was dead. Daryl fell to the ground next to her and let a loud scream out as he cried. Everyone was silent.

"Oh my god." Rick mumbled, Carl was crying loudly and the twins had no idea what was happening. 

"Why is everyone crying?" Bash asked Rick and Rick looked down at him sadly. 

"Go lie down kiddo." Rick tried not to cry himself. 

There was then banging at the barn door,"Let me the hell in!" 

Everyone's heads shot up,"Any day now. They are pretty close." Then the door opened and in came Violet.

Everyone wiped their tears and stared at her. She was covered in blood, she looked like the carrie girl from the movies. 

"I need my arm amputated." She snapped at Maggie,"Can you do it?" 

"There's no medications, no bandages, nothing sharp enough to cut through bone." Maggie looked at her as if she was crazy.

*Violet's POV*

"Well I'm bit, so either we do this and I die from infection or die from the virus. I rather take the chance of living." I showed off my bite. It was on my lower arm so I could have it cut off at the elbow. 

"Rick's machete." Michonne called out.

"I need a fire going!" I yelled out and pulled Rick over.

"Wait what the hell is happening?" Daryl snapped.

"I need someone to start a damn fire, get on it will you?" I hissed at Daryl, my arm was on fire. 

Daryl went over to the middle of the barn to do it, he started it pretty fast,"Carl cover their eyes." 

"Okay burn the blade to sterilize it." Maggie ordered Rick. He did just that as he stuck his weapon on the bottom of the fire. The blade turned red and Maggie told me where to stand so that he can get a clean cut.

"On 3." I mumbled,"1, 2, -." I let out a loud scream as she cut halfway through my arm. When he pulled the machete out, I saw so much blood. He went in again and this time, it fell to the ground.

"Burn the blade again!" Maggie yelled and Rick rushed over to it. Within seconds I felt more pain and the smell of burnt flesh. I scrunched up my nose and looked around. Mostly everyone was holding the door closed as the kids were in the back corner with Carl and Daryl. Rick and Maggie stood next to me and helped me sit down. 

"I wanted to die. Once I got bit, I suddenly didn't want to anymore. I didn't want to be a walker." 

"Well we need to see if we caught the virus in time. There's still a chance you will die." Maggie snapped at me,"Next time just come with the group."

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I sat in the corner alone looking at my stub. It was still in alot of pain and feeling weak.