Rick Grimes - True Love

Made To Suffer

My eyes slowly blinked open and a layer of cotton was wrapped around my face. I could just see holes in the fabric and just about see lights flicker on and off. The floor rattled and I heard an engine stop. I was in a car. Groaning escaped my throat as the door opened and I was lifted up by a man. I was so tired and I ached like hell. My body was battling and the darkness won. I blacked out completely.

A gasp escaped my throat and I could clearly see. A door was infront of me. It had a rusty, golden knob. I was alone and wrapped around a chair. My hands struggled to break free. I felt the rope tighten. It wasn't working. The door squeaked open and a figure entered. My eyes squinted as I noticed it was Merle. "Now girl, how ya doing?" He asked as he knelt down beside me. I didn't reply. He would just twist my words. I didn't trust him at all. "Wanna have some fun?" He asked in a playful voice as he fiddled with his shirt buttons. My teeth clenched together. "Let - me - out!" I screamed in a deep tone. He exhaled heavily. "Aw come on. We're just about to have a bit of fun." He exclaimed in a depressed tone. My eyes widened large as he shoved off his dirty shirt, revealing a hairy stomach. He barely had any muscles. "Come on. Be a good girl." He soothed me as he jerked his head up to my crop top. His eyes then darted to my tied up wrists. "Aw. Poor girl. Let me help ya." He sprung up on two feet and started to loosen the straps on my naked shoulders. "Don't touch me!!" I screamed in anger as I felt tears trickle down my cheeks. His hand wiped against my dull skin and then stroked my matt, knotted hair. "Ohhh... A girl with fire! I like that!" Merle exclaimed as he scrunched his lips together. I felt sweat roll down my forehead as I watched him take off his camo jeans and his black pants, revealing something that I didn't want to look at. "The fun begins...." He exclaimed as he sat on my lap. "GET OFF ME YOU FREAK!" I screamed at the top of my lungs while I tried to shuffle away. It was not working. His fingers dug in my thighs as he licked my shoulders with his slippery tongue. It was disgusting. "Come on girl!" He encouraged me as he thrusted into my hips. My lips pursed together as I just sat there looking at his crooked face. He sprung off me and lifted up his trousers in one tug. "Huh. Your not fun." He muttered as he rolled his eyes and buckled up his leather belt. "Sorry, but I don't like having sex with a stranger." I grumbled, giving him a disgusting look. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled out a knife as he stepped closer to me. His hands grabbed my wrists. Blue and green veins were visible as they twisted around my arm. In a blink of a second, the knife slapped against my wrist. Beads of blood, piled ontop of the deep scratch. I hissed with my tongue. Merle looked up at me under his lashes and continued to cut me. Blood dripped on the floor and I stamped my foot in pain. "If your gonna kill me, kill me now!!" I yelled as I fidgeted. "Nice... And... Slowly..." He soothed and sluggishly swiped the knife on my pale skin as crimson blood pooled on the dirty floor. My head looked up to the cobwebbed ceiling. 'Oh Rick... Where are you? What should I do?' I thought as I looked back at the blood. 'I love you.... I'm sorry.'