The start

Where you go, I go

I woke up feeling cold. That's not normal. I'm usually hot burning hot. To the point where I'm sweating through my clothes. I was uncomfortable. In the position I was laying in I probably wouldn't recommend. I felt my hands tied around against each other's wrist. I move them around a bit but they were still tight. My eyes open one at a time but the dust burned them. I coughed quite a few times and cleared my throat looking around the room. It wasn't a room. It was a tunnel of some sort.

"Harley." Dwight looks down at me.

For a minute I actually smiled. A familiar face I know. And then I frowned. He led the ambush. He ended up getting our entire team killed. He went against Negan. He went against me. And he fucking hit me. So now I'm furious.

"You." My voice held no emotion but pure anger.

"You got the entire team killed. Do you understand what you just did? You let Laura go. Worst mistake you made. She's going to blabber her mouth to Negan. To what seemed like us going against him and joining the enemy. Not only are you putting your life at risk you're putting my life at risk. My life was perfect at the sanctuary. Why?" I look at him.

"I did it to live." He said.

"I honestly don't think you understand what you did. Did you just cut a deal with them? Did you think that they'll save us from Negan? I'd never ever go against Negan. That's what I thought you believed in too. It seems like I'm a hostage now." I huffed. Great.

"You're not a hostage. You belong with these people. Negan brainwashed you. He turned you into something you're not. A weapon." I roll my eyes. He's unbelievable. Ridiculous in fact. How dare he make up some sort of lies against Negan. Negan provided and takes care of us. He saved all of us and now he's making up some sort of lies to seem like he's the good guy.

I look around the room. All these faces. I tried to kill them all. Every last one of them. And honestly soon as I get out of this, I will murder them all. Maybe not the baby. A little girl she's adorable. The one the ragged man is holding. I probably take her, keep her and train her myself. The ragged Man stared at me. As if he had something to say. I gave him a 'what the fuck are you looking at' face. He kind of still stared at me. What the hell is his deal. I look at Dwight he was just staring at me. Why is everyone staring at me? What did I do? I mean other than try to kill 99% of the population that's down here. Although he did make a deal most likely. So right now I'm sure there's a few people down here that wants to kill him most importantly me. I want to kill him. Negan probably thinks I went around his back. He thinks I probably stab him right into the shoulder blades and through his chest.

"Alright Harley. Here's the hard cold truth. you ready?" Dwight looks at me. He seems to not give a shit anymore. He seems angry.

"Tell me. Go ahead." I snap.

"Here it goes. That man right there. You see him? You see him?" Dwight points at the ragged man.

"What about him?" My eyes narrow.

"His name is Daryl Dixon. That is your husband. You are Harley Dixon. You've been married to him for a while. When you asked me what the ring on your finger meant I just told you, you like rings. And you believed me. No, that ring he gave to you. He married you." My eyes go striaght to the ring on my finger. Lie.

"What else?" I asked.

"And you had a sister. Her name was Jay Walsh. She was pretty much your child. She was yours and Daryl's child. Even though she was your sister you still treated her like your child. And Negan killed her. Negan bashed her brains in with his Bat. He killed your sister. Do you know how old she was? You know how old your sister was when she died? She was 14." I am alone. I always was. Lie.

"You got more? Go ahead. Spill it." I grit my teeth.

"You had a friend, your friend's name was Glenn and Abraham. And you know what else Negan did? He killed those friends. He took you away from your people. These are your people. And he brainwashed you. He did a routine so you'd forget. And he did therapy with doctor Carson. The first one. You remember him don't you? The one that got thrown in the furnace? And that's why we have a new doctor Carson." I stare at Dwight. That memory flooded my head and I couldn't think of anything to say. I was speechless. Everyone was staring at us.

"You were pregnant. You found out at the sanctuary. You were having a baby with Daryl. And then you had a miscarriage. You know why you had a miscarriage? Due to stress. Negan caused you stress. Negan caused your damn miscarriage!" Dwight started yelling. I stood up infront of him as he was getting in my face.

"You're lying. Everything you said is a lie." I sneared. I felt Dwight push my shoulders back. Daryl stands up.

"You know what! He hurt you! He hurt your family! He hurt your husband! And now your life is a lie! He did all of this just to turn you into a weapon! He did this to turn you against your own people. Against your own family." Dwight pushes me against the wall as my head hit the tunnel wall. I lost my balance and fell to the ground. I could hear Daryl yelling at Dwight as my head hit the ground. Vision started coming back.

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'Joe. Claim. Terminus. Jaybird. Sniper. Church. Crossbow training. Skylar. Gareth. DC. I think I'm in love with you. Beth. Andrew. Alexandria. Will you marry me? I love you. The wall. The tower. Blood type. I love you. Save her. Trade. Jesus. Hilltop. Outpost. Tag. Pickles. Toothpaste. Could you be pregnant? Negan. My Jaybird is gone. No emotion. Easy street. You're pregnant. Don't hurt him. He's my husband. The father of my child. Carl. Machine gun. Escape. You lost the baby. Stress. Routine. Easy street. The iron. wives. bullet maker. sharp shooter. weapon.'

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And then it was blank after that. But the most important thing that didn't stop showing up in my head was,

"Where you go, I go." I say out loud as I look up and see Daryl holding Dwight up against the wall. Daryl immediately let goes of Dwight and walks over to me. He kneels down sitting me up.

"Harley?" He looks at me as my eyes start to tear up. It took all that time. All that pain to remember. To Remember more pain. I nod my head and start to cry as Daryl wraps his arms around me.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. My head. The pain. The memories. I remember it all. I remember it. I'm so sorry." I cried. The tears poured down my face as I continued.

"I got you. You're okay now. We're okay now." Daryl repeated. He rubbed my back as I laid against his chest. My cries echo throughout the tunnel as everyone stared at us.

Daryl calmed me down. That's all I needed. I just need this. How could I go through so much struggle. So much pain but the truth was right in front of me the whole time.