The next night
You sat on the counter with cans in front of you, once a week Nik made you go through the cans in the cabinet to get rid of any that had expired. You noticed there wasn't any cans of tomato sauce which Nik used to make spaghetti. That was supposed to be dinner tonight. You looked up, flipping the hair out of your face and glanced out the kitchen window. The sun was slowly setting, creating a golden glow to peak threw the curtains and lighten the kitchen.
"Guys" you said getting Newt and Nik's attention. "there's no more tomato sauce so you think there's enough time to go on a quick trip?" you jumped down from the counter putting a few cans back into the cabinet. You and Newt only went on night runs, Nik always stayed back to protect the house Incase anyone came across is and tried to clear it.
When you walked out of the house you didn't know it would turn into one of the worst nights of your life.
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Newt began to cough as you walked on the side of the road causing both of you to stop. You quickly grabbed the jug of water out of your bag and handed it to him, he took a drink of it and handed it back to you. He looked sick and well he was. His skin was pale, more than usual and his eyes were slightly sunken in as if he hadn't slept for days. Sweat also dripped from his head that he'd occasionally wipe with his shirt.
Newt noticed you carefully watching him and every step he took "I'm alright love" he said trying to crack a smile. You sighed and grabbed his arm, placing it over your shoulders and placing your arm around his waist.
He let out a soft chuckle and kept walking with you. The both of you walked for a little longer before newt arrumply stopped, "what?" You questioned looking at him with worry. The sound of a gun clicking sounded behind you and it felt like your heart dropped.
You and Newt turned around to see 2 men in leather jackets, one aiming a gun at the both of you. "What do you want?" You said ready to take your bag off your back, you were used to people threatening you and taking your supplies. "Where's your camp?"
You and Newt both glanced at each other before you looked back at the men, "that's private" You said sarcasm thick in your tone. The one with the gun reached out and grabbed you by your arm , wrapping his arm around your neck and placing the gun to the side of your head.
"Don't hurt her" newt kept his hand reached out for you, he wasn't in condition to fight let alone try to protect you. "I got a better idea" the man holding you began pulling you away. You fought back but he tightened his arm around your neck causing your air to cut off. You grabbed his arm and tried to pull it away from you but he was definitely much stronger.
You coughed as you tried to breathe for some sort of air. Newt was tackled to the ground, not even trying to fight back. He was too weak. "Newt" You wheezed out before your world went black.
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Fanfiction"Its their world. We're just living in it" A/N: this stories first few parts are basically the same as my Carl Grimes story. This is basically an alternative story or storyline to that story. I just wanted to clarify for anyone that might be reading...