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I cast my eyes at the casted arm and whisper "Thanks."
                              I hear him chuckle and as he retracts his hand Maggie comes down the stairs. I shake my head and stare at her ashen face. My heart jolts and I stand to ask "She ok?"
                              Maggie shakes her head and heaves "She wants us to do it together."
                              I gulp as my eyes water. Fuck.
                              I close my eyes as I turn my back to them both, I run my fingers under my eyes catching any tears.
                              "Lucy? You ok?"
                              I nod and sigh, biting my lip as I mutter as I turn back around "Yeah, I'm good. Want me to keep an eye on Bethy?"
                              Maggie shakes her head and smiles assured "Were good. Thank you though, I'll find you a bit later though."
                              I nod and stepped sway but quickly turn back asking "Whose with her now?"
                              Maggie waves her hand and leans into Glenn "Oh Andrea is with her."
                              I sigh and nod turning to walk outside. I sigh and sit on the step, groaning as my ribs protest.
                              I lean against the railing. I glance around the camp. Nothing really happening. I look at my arm and clench my teeth and quickly take off my brace.
                              I hiss at the sharp pain and press two stuff fingers at the base of my purple wrist. It's stiffer than it was yesterday. I close my eyes as Andrea burst out, I look up and ask "Is Beth ok?"
                              Andrea smiles and says confidently "She will be."
                              I nod and look at my wrist, closing my eyes again like a flash of Shane smiling over me as I sank into the mud. I gulp and open my gritty eyes. I shiver and put the brace back on tightening it.
                              The door opens a second later as Lori comes out shouting "Did Andrea leave?"
                              I nod and stand as I press a hand to my ribs asking "Yeah, What's wrong?"
                              Lori merely shakes her head and sprints back into the house. I huff and sprint in after her. I grunt as I hit the stairs but quickly make my way up to Beth room where Maggie was crying at the bathroom door.
                              "She's in there!"
                              I freeze as glass shatters, I pull my baby and hack at the wood around the doorknob till it was off it dinging on the ground, the door swinging in showing Beth holding her wrists.
                              I run to her and hold her wrists tighter as I yell to Lori to get Hershel. She leans her head on my shoulder as Hershel bustles in a second later. When her father grabs her wrist she grabs my hand with her good one, holding on.
                              I sit down and allow her nails to dig into my shoulder.
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                              When Hershel finally put her under I had run out of the house, running into Andrea.
                              Freeze and glare at my hands as I mutter "Whyd you leave her alone?"
                              Andrea scoffs and laughs "She's alive! She chose."
                              I shoot my eyes up and rise my hands covered in my friend's blood and spit "She chose? What if she cut too deep? What if we didn't get to her in time? What if she is a kid and her MIND DOESNT HAVE THE MENTAL CAPABILITY TO CHOOSE!"
                              Andrea flinches back and sneers "I did fine!"
                              I scoff and smear sticky blood on my face "You dumb ass! You're an adult, SHES SIXTEEN! At least if I want to kill myself all I have to do is climb your ego and jump to your IQ!"
                              She huffs and raises her hand to slap me, I quickly jab a bloody hand into her stomach and she grunts, holding your stomach.
                              I lean down and sneer "Shes not anyone you have an opinion over, go fuck in the woods again, maybe you'll get lice from Shane."
                              I glance up to meet Alec's eyes and I rip mine away when I see disappointment, I shove a shaking hand into my jean pocket and speed walk to my tent. 
                              I let out a shaky breath and pull at a lock of hair. I grunt and grab a handful of hair, yanking violently. I stare at my hand and flop on my side, staring blankly at the thing. 
                              I'm becoming like my dad, aren't I? Always angry and hitting people. I blink and roll-
                              "Luce?"
                              I sit up and calm my hair as I peer from the crack and see Daryl.
                              I roll my eyes and sarcastically sneer "Oh come into my humble abode."
                              I hear him grunt and he enters, his eyes seriously eyeing me.
                              I huff and scratch absently at my cast "Yeah I know, buzz off about it. But you have to understand. She let Beth try to kill herself. And she had the nerve to be cocky about it."
                              I glare at the cast and spit "It barely hurts, can I take this off? I don't like it."
                              I glance up at him as he chuckles but he shakes his head "Nah, you're not supposed to take it off till it's fully healed and it's only been like two days."
                              I huff and pick at it further before asking "Why'd you come after me? I'm fine you know."
                              He grunts and mutters "Yeah well Alec was ready to lecture you about doing that, he didn't tell me why it's a problem. Guessed you'd hate that so here."
                              I smile up at him and chuckle "Yeah, thanks. Have you ever had a cast?"
                              He glances down and nods his head murmuring "Quite a few. Why?"
                              I shrug and pick at my cast "I never had one."
                              He looks down at me and I meet his eyes as he says "Alec said you got hurt a lot as a kid, breaking bones and all."
                              I blink and look at my lap before chuckling slightly nervously "My mom was a nurse. She helped me."
                              He eyes me further and he sighs "You'd tell me if anything was wrong?"
                              I look up and quickly look away as our eyes meet, I nod and fiddle with my fingers.
                              I look up as he stands, hunched from the height of the tent "Alrighty, this conversation done, better me than Alec. Be safe hun."
                              I look up and grab his sleeve saying seriously "Be careful. Tell Alec too."
                              He glances down and mutely nods. Walking out of the tent. I sigh and bury my face in my free hand.
                                      
                                          
                                  
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