You Don't Know Me

The Right Choice

Blake's POV

When nighttime came, we all went and hid in the woods outside the bank like Rick told us to do. As we waited a few walkers showed up, but Michonne was able to deal with them quickly and quietly. When we saw headlights approach the bank we noticed that it was only one car.

"See, I told you he'd come back." Joey whispered.

"We don't know for sure." Rick said. "Rachel, Blake, come with me while we check it out. The rest of you stay here and wait for us to tell you it's all clear."

Mom, Rick and I quietly walk over to the car. We see the car door open and the same guy from before gets out. Before he has a chance to see me I took Carol's knife and held it against his throat. Then mom and Rick takes out their guns and approach him.

"Are you alone?" Rick asked sternly.

"Y-yes." He said nervously.

"Rachel, get the others. Blake, let's take him inside."

Mom went back to the woods to get the others as Rick and I take the prisoner back in the bank. He sits down in the same seat he sat before as Rick ties him back up. After we do that the others come in.

"Did you find her?" Rick asked him.

"I did." He told us. "She's locked away but she doesn't seem hurt."

"So, she's ok?" Joey asked.

"She is...but she wasn't alone." The prisoner told us. "I saw that she was locked away with Keith, whose Vlad's son."

"Why would he in prison his own son?" I asked out loud.

"He doesn't like the way his father runs things. He probably spoke out and Vlad didn't like that." The prisoner said. "And I might know a way to save your friend. But you'll have to trust me."

All of us started giving glances to one another. As much as we wanted Zelda back, did we really trust this guy? He did come back after Joey let him go, but this still be a trick. I honestly had no idea whether to trust him or not.

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Zelda's POV

I woke up in the cell to see Keith still awake sitting in the corner. I rubbed my eyes and was about to ask what time is was, but since there weren't any windows I doubt he would know.

"How'd you sleep?" Keith asked me.

"Not too good." I answered him. "This cell isn't exactly comfortable."

We stop talking when he hear footsteps. It was one of the guards holding a tray of food walking over to us. Then he places it down and slides it into our cell before walking away.

I go over to the tray and pick up my bowl of...something... Whatever it was it smelled horrible and tasted worst. But food is food. I stop eating when I noticed an envelope where my bowl of crap was.

"Keith." I call him over as I pick up the envelope. "I think we got mail."

Keith comes over to me and watches as I open the envelope. I reach my hand into the envelope and the first thing I feel is a key. Then I pull out a folded up piece of paper.

In an hour use the key.

Then come to the west side.

I'll explain the rest there.

"This is it." I said sounding excited. "This is how we'll get out."

I looked over at Keith with a smile on my face. But I noticed he didn't look as happy as I did. He looked scared or worried about something, just staring at the ground.