~♡ The Walking Dead Imagines ♡~

♦︎Taking The Bullet♦︎ | ♕The Grimes Family♕

♣︎The Grimes Family x Female Reader♣︎

☽Season 6☽

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I hold onto Carl and Ron's hands as we walk through the herd of walkers. "We're almost out." I smile at Ron, who smiles back. The line suddenly stops moving and my heart begins to drop, knowing something terrible is about to happen. 

"Sam, honey, we need to keep moving." Jessie whispers soothingly. I peer at him with worry. "Sam we're almost there. We're okay." I tell him, hoping he would snap out of it. "Sam..just look at Mom." Ron joins in. Sam is staring at a walker, that is around his age. "Sam come on, sweetie." Jessie continues. "I..want..to." Sam whimpers. "Come on Sam, you can do it." I say slowly. Sam suddenly lets out an ear piercing scream as two walkers grab ahold of him.

"Sam." I whisper, my eyes widening in fear. "Sam! No!"Jessie screams. "Come with us.." Carl tries to reason with Jessie but she's in too much shock. Walker grab ahold of her soon enough. "Dad! She's got Carl's arm!" I shout to my Dad,  but he isn't listening. I look to Ron for support but he looks angry. "Ron, I'm sorry..." I say. Michonne looks at me concerned, while I shake my head sadly. 

It all happens so quickly, I see Ron raise a gun, and I jump in front of it as it goes off. I feel a electronic shock come in contact with the right side of my face. I look at Michonne, who has just stabbed Ron with her sword. "No.." She stares at me. I turn to Dad and Carl, seeing the shock fill their faces. "What happened-" I fall unconscious.

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I hear voices around me, but none are distinct enough for me to work out. "It should've been me. It was supposed to be me." "Don't talk like that." "I want it to be me. She doesn't deserve this.." "Stop it, Carl." The voices around me familiarise. "Both of you, stop. She's gonna be okay, she's a fighter." Michonne speaks up. 

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The weight on my body lifts off me as I flutter open my eyes. "Y/N?" I blink, my heart racing with panic, as I can't see out of one of my eyes. "What happened to my...my eye..." I struggle for breath, the whole situation taking over my stability. "It's alright..you're okay Y/N." Michonne soothes me gently. I feel my eye, a bandage is on top of it. "Am I blind?" I ask, glancing over to my Dad and older brother. "No...well..theres no eye anymore, Y/N." I shake my head, "Stop joking please." Dad rests his head in his hand, crying. "I'm sorry, Y/N. This is my fault." Carl apologises, resting his hand on my arm. "Carl..it's okay. It may take a bit of getting used to but it'll work out somehow. Don't forget, i'd do anything for any of you.."

"Even if that does include taking the bullet."

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