Jeffrey Dean Morgan Collection

Abandoned - Negan

Lexi had been raiding a small convenience store on the outskirts of town when shit had hit the fan. Her and her companion had cleared the place of the dead and were loading their bags full of supplies when the front window had given way behind the weight of the army of undead trying to force their way inside.

"Time to go!" Lexi called out as she zipped up her backpack and threw it over her shoulder, making her way to the exit at the back of the building where they had gotten in. In her haste she wasn't watching where she was going and tripped over one of her previously dispatched walkers, her knee making a sickening pop followed by a sharp jolt of pain. "Ahhh motherfucker!" she screamed, "Quick Rose help me, they're coming" she said reaching out as she tried to scramble to her feet. But Rose didn't make a move, she just looked from Lexi, to the herd of walkers closing in and shook her head. "I'm sorry, it's either you... or both of us. And I'm not ready to die" Rose said as she turned and ran for the door.

"Are you fucking kidding me!?" Lexi screamed. "You fucking heartless bitch!" she yelled as she watched her disappear from view. As the undead neared closer she knew there was no way she was going to make it all the way to the door in time. Spotting a nearby ladder she hobbled as fast as she could and scaled it using her one good leg and all the strength she had in her arms. Perching herself on top of one of the large shelving units, she kicked over the ladder so the walkers couldn't get her. Could they even climb? Fuck it, she wasn't about to take that chance.

With a sea of walkers crowded below her Lexi knew she didn't have enough bullets to take them out, besides firing her gun would only attract more and that was the last thing she needed. She would just have to wait it out and hope that some of them would wander away.

"God fucking damn it Rose... I should have known better than to trust you" she muttered under her breath.

Carefully pulling up the leg of her cargo pants she surveyed the damage. Her knee cap was off to the side and the pain was unbearable if she so much as tried to move the joint a little. "Great... dislocated my knee cap and left for dead. What a fantastic day this has been" she groaned, her voice laced with sarcasm. She knew that it was going to hurt like a bitch, but the only way she had any hope of making it out of there alive was to put her knee cap back in place. Taking off her backpack she rummaged around for some supplies, grabbing out a bottle of water, some ibuprofen, a bandage, a t-shirt and a length of rope.

Setting her backpack down first she went about tying herself to the top of the shelving, just in case she passed out from the pain. The last thing she needed was to fall and become walker chow. Popping the pills in her mouth she took a large swig of water before rolling up the t-shirt and placing it in her mouth. Taking a deep breath she bit down on the shirt as she hesitantly pressed around her knee cap, wincing at the pain. 'Just get it over with' she thought to herself. As quickly as she could she grabbed her patella with her fingers and pushed it back towards the centre of her knee until she felt it pop back in to place, screaming into the rolled up t-shirt at the immense pain. After a few minutes once she had gathered herself she straightened her leg as best she could and wrapped her knee with the bandage.

It was now already dark outside so she decided it was best to settle in for the night. She scoffed down a protein bar and took another swig of water before double checking that she was still tied securely to the shelf. Carefully she lay down on the cold wood, keeping both her knife and her gun nearby. The sound of the dead groaning beneath her kept her awake for hours until pain and exhaustion became too great and she finally succumbed to sleep.

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Lexi was startled awake by the sound of gunfire, and she quickly curled herself into a ball hoping not to be hit by a stray bullet as her eyes struggled to adjust to the daylight streaming in through the windows. As the gunfire ceased she carefully peered out from her hiding place to see about a dozen men making their way in through the broken window, taking out any remaining walkers as they fanned out through the building. With her leg the way it was, there was no way she was going to be able to make it to the exit at the rear of the building, and no doubt these guys already had it covered anyway. Grabbing her pistol she made sure the safety was off and ready to fire, just as she caught the eye of one of the men. "Hey you! Put your hands where I can see them" he ordered as he began fumbling for his gun, but she was much quicker and had her gun on him in an instant.