The group had been kneeling for so long. My knees were starting to give. We were on gravel. Everything hurt. My heart ached for Daryl. I want to know what they did to him. What did we do to deserve this?
There was a man in front of me. He had blonde hair that was kind of long, but shorter than Daryl's, and a burn mark on his face.
"Alright, listen up!" He yelled to us. "You are all here because well, it's what we do. We're going to make your life a living hell. In this world, you need to do unspeakable things to survive and this is one of them. One of you, killed Negan's wife. Whatever your fate is, you deserve it." The man smiled such an evil smile. But, I could tell he was frightened in his eyes. Whoever their leader was, he was dangerous. Negan. I knew that name, that was my dad's name. Who else has that name? It can't be. "For the main event," the man continued "let us welcome our guy! But first, bags over the head, it's a surprise." I mentally groaned. I just need to know if this will be my father. I looked at Daryl one more time before a bag was put back over my eyes.
I heard a door open shut and heavy footsteps. There was a sinister whistle coming from this man who just walked out, I knew he had to be the leader. "Thank you, Dwight, for making our guests feel welcomed." The man began. That's his voice. "Now, the reason you are all so kindly gathered here, is because you killed my wife." What is he talking about? If this is my dad, then my mom is dead. But how?
"We found three of you on a run, as you call it. But I guess you were stopped by some of my men and you so rudely took my wife as a hostage. So now, we get even." Abe and Sasha didn't mention this. They lied to us. "The reason you are all blind right now, is because I want this to be a surprise. One by one, I'll decide who I want. It's like lifting up the cover to a hot fresh meal." Wait. I quickly fumbled with the rope keeping my hands behind me. This was my father.
"Alright boys, what's for dinner?" The voice called out. I finished getting the rope off of me and the bag was taken off of my head. I looked around before I looked at the man in front of me. We could all see. I looked at the man right as his eyes panned to mine. He was holding a bat, covered in barbed wire. It dropped to the ground. I threw the ropes off of my hands and stood up. I felt a gun pressed to my temple as I stood.
"Weapons down." He said sternly. Everyone obeyed him. And I ran. I ran into the arms of the man I thought was dead. Who I knew turned evil, but he was my father. He picked me up and swung me around and I sobbed. I sobbed for the man he had become, for what he had done to my new family, and for thinking I would never see him again.
"I can't believe you're alive, Ro." He told me.
"Daddy, what is this? What are you doing?" I asked as he put me down. I looked around at my family and all of the men. I looked at Daryl. Everyone looked as confused as I was. Everyone knew I had no idea what just happened.
"Ro, I'm sorry." My dad's voice carried.
"Negan, care to explain?" Dwight asked.
"This is my daughter."
