Abandoned - Negan's daughter (Carl Grimes fan fiction)

Chapter Twenty-one - Deserve?

Song of the chapter - America by XYLØ

Blair

Future time

My knees were weak and I couldn't walk in a straight line. The people around me were quiet and in terror. My two family members laid on the ground, dead. I wasn't able to process anything that happened in the last two hours. It was too much.

The gravel underneath my bare feet crunches as the pebbles dig into my toes. It was painful. Everything was painful now and there wasn't much I could do than let the pain sink in. "Blair..." I heard his voice but I didn't turn back.

Present time

"You know why your in here right?" Simon asked as he sat across from me. We were on opposite sides of the RV, waiting for Rick and my dad to get here. "For you to use me again." I answered honestly and he chuckled deeply. "What's the word you want to call it?" He said and put his hand to his ear, waiting for me to answer him again.

"Rape." I said and he shook his head, chuckling to himself. This was sick. It was sick in the head. "Well your in for a treat because it's not me today! It's your very own dad!" He exclaimed and I shivered. I was terrified at what Simon was saying.

I hadn't been this scared in my life but can someone be that sick? Can your dad be that sick, to do something like that to you? Did I believe Simon? Of course I did. "Ooh! Looks like Lucille had something to eat at last!" Simon exclaimed and pointed out the window. I knew exactly what that meant. He killed someone.

I turned around quickly and saw Abraham with a gash in his head from where my dad smacked Lucille. "No! DAD! NO!" I screamed, banging on the window. He didn't hear or he just ignored me. Abraham tried to fight it but he just couldn't now. Not after the second hit. Abraham fell to the ground and my dad didn't stop smacking his head.

"The ginger huh?" I felt Simon's breath on my shoulder as I stare out the window at my family. I ignored Simon and looked at everyone else. Everyone out there was shattered and heart broken. I didn't know how to heal it. As everyone continued to cry I saw my dad walk up to Carl and raise the bat over his head. I was definitely not gonna let this happen.

"NO!" I screamed and turned around, head butting Simon on the bridge of his nose. He fell back away from me and I quickly jumped up and smacked the door of the RV open. I sprinted to my dad and stepped in front of him. Everyone stopped and stared at me and my dad. He chuckled and kept his bat angled at my cheek.

"I wasn't gonna hit him sweetheart. I know how much you love him. That why I would kill him but he's the next serial killer. He's great. You, get back in that fucking RV now!" He yelled at me and I felt Simon grab my waist, pulling me back into the RV.

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Glenn's dead. My real father figure is dead, gone. Maggies husband is gone. I haven't stopped crying and it was starting to eat me alive. Every little bit of this was my fault. My family knew it and so did I. Suddenly, the door of the RV burst open to reveal Rick and my dad. Ricks face was in utter shock and terror.
He knew there was no way out.

"Wow, your still breathing? Surprised you haven't tried to kill yourself by now. You've caused so much damage on these people." My dad taunted me and tapped Ricks shoulder. Simon stood up and walked over to the steering wheel and started up the RV. My dad pushed Rick onto the couch, opposite of me.