My Hunter || D. Dixon (On Hold)

Forty-One - Interrogation

"I want to know where the sheriff is that handcuffed me is!" He moved around to the other side of me and got in my face. I headbutted him right in the nose, making his nose bleed instantly. He turned back around and laughed at me.

I could hear other people beating up Glenn in another room. Merle swung at me and punched me in the ribs. He threw punches at my face, splitting my lip.

"I wanna know where y'all are hiding! Where y'all's camp is! And I wanna know now!" He yelled before punching me in the face again. I blacked out for a split second before coming back to my senses. Blood dripped from my nose and mouth. "I wanna know now! Where the hell are they!?" He asked me over and over again, with each kick and punch.

But I kept quiet. My mind flashed to my training that I went through. After a while of beating me senseless, Merle paused.

"I've got to hand it to ya... You're a lot tougher than I thought. I'm surprised you lasted this long...Shoot I figured the way Officer Friendly abandoned people he would have left you behind by now... but he didn't do that did he?...so tell me... Where y'all been at?" He asked again for the millionth time.

"It's just a matter of time before they come looking..." I told him.

"Aww shoot... Why don't I break a cake? With pink frosting! Ain't nobody comin' for you sweet cheeks!" He slapped my face and laughed loudly.

I shake my head, spitting blood out of my mouth. "Rick is... Daryl will come for me. And when he gets here-"

"Rick ain't gonna do nothing if he wants your pretty eyes and Glenn back. Do you think I am in this all by myself?" Merle cuts me off

"You can't take us all. Once Daryl has seen what you've done to me he will kill you."

Merle laughs at that last part. "Ohh what's this now? My baby brother's got a bitch now? He finally got himself a girl! Would ya look at that! I can't believe it. That's great though because you know what? He's gonna come lookin' for ya and I know he will lead me right to your little camp... Where Officer Friendly sleeps..."

"There is too many of us. We've been on the road! Not hiding in some dungeon...Rick, Shane, Dale, Jim, Andrea, we all live out there on the run." I lied to him. He stared at me and grinned widely like he knew I was lying my ass off.

He started to laugh. He laughed hard and mocked me. "Really? Is that right?" Merle left the room for about 15 minutes. I just stared at the ground while my head throbbed and blood poured from my mouth and nose. He burst back through the door, with a walker. He controlled the walker with a stick to keep his distance from it and a rope around it's neck. "Alright girly, I want you to imagine how it felt fighting my way off that roof one-handed!" He pushed the walker closer to me.

Its eyes started to bulge out of its head. It's rotting teeth snapped and chattered while it's arms reached out for my flesh. "I had one hand! I was losing blood, walking chomping at me left and right every step of the way! Now tell me! Where is the group!?" He yelled over the loud growling of the walker that was less than a foot away from me.

I pulled my head back as far as I could so the walker couldn't touch me and struggled to get my arms loose from the tape.

"Fine! Suit yourself! You're gonna be a pretty big snack for this guy! But you know what they say, he's gonna be hungry in another hour!" He pulled the walker back to the door on the other side of the room. He kept his arm extended and the walker as far away from him as possible before lifting the rope from around his neck and kicking it towards me.

The door slammed shut and I started to panic as the hungry walker made its way towards me. I squirmed with all my might, trying to break the heavy duty duct tape that was wrapped around my wrists that bound me to the wooden chair. They took everything I had. They stripped me clean of every single one of my weapons. Even the knife I hid in my boot. I had no idea how I was going to get myself out of this one.