- Not everyone is who they say they are, even if they try to be who they say they are-
Aurelia POV
We were back at Alexandria, almost everyone. Glenn, Maggie. And Sasha went to the Hill-Top. To bury Abraham, who we sadly lost. And I couldn't save him. I wanted to, but there was nothing I could do. Negan took Daryl, all because he liked the way Daryl was. He didn't want me though, which made me very surprised. But I did betrayed him, hell, I betrayed everyone. Rick hasn't said anything to me, not yet at least. But I know he will though. He has questions, and this time I will answer them.
"Dad" Carl said once we were insde our house. Me, Rick, Carl, and Michonne lived in one. Daryl lives with us too, but he's with Negan for now. We will get him back.
"What are we gonna do?" Carl asked his Father. We all stood in a somewhat circle. Rick looking so lost. Michonne still looked quite upset, and Carl just looks pissed.
"I dont know son" Rick said, looking up to meet my eyes.
"What.... what was ... what are you?" Rick asked me, talking about my powers. I sighed, looking at my hand, and playing with a little of my magic.
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"I was born with it, my family doesn't know why either" I told him, looking at my hand while I still played with my magic. Sighing, I stopped, looking up at Rick.
"Does Negan have any special powers? " Rick asked. I shook my head, crossing my arms.
"No, I was the only one born with these powers, only family knew about them. We didn't go to any doctors. My father was one. He would study so many things to try and figure out what my powers are, but he didn't get far " I said, remembering the sad day. Rick nodded, looking at Michonne and Carl.
"Can you kill him?"Carl asked me, taking a step towards me. I looked over at Carl, a little taken back.
"Carl, as much as I hate him, I could never kill him. He's my brother" I told him.
"But you can, can't you? That's why you were the leader before him. You have powers, which made everyone scared of you, including your brother"Carl told me. Sighing, I nodded.
"I'm able to kill him, yes. But I can't. I can never kill my brother." I told him,.
"Lia, he killed Abraham, almost killed Glenn. You have to kill him. You're the only one who can" Carl told me, causing me to shake my head no.
"Carl you don't understand. He's my brother. I don't have it in me to kill him. There's no way that I can"I told him, crossing my arms.
"We're not killing anyone" Rick spoke up, interrupting mine and Carl's conversation. I turned to Rick, seeing that his eyes were on me.
"Tell me what's on your mind" I told Rick, seeing him sighing.
"I can't say it" Rick told me, meeting my eyes. I nodded, using my telepathic powers. We exchanged words through our minds, and I nodded at what he told me. And I couldn't help but agree with him.
"What are you guys saying to each other?" Michonne asked us, being able to tell that we exchanged a few words. I looked over at her, knowing that Rick is unable to say the words.
"You guys are gonna take the room where you keep prisoners and lock me in it. Get Eugene to make it where I can't use my powers" I told her, looking back at Rick. He kept his head down, knowing that Michonne would never agree to this. And he was right. Michonne's eyes widened and she shook her head.
"What? Rick no, that's crazy!" Michonne exclaimed , shaking her head some more.
"It's the only option for now" Rick told her, but she just scoffed.
"She's not a animal Rick. She hasn't done any harm " Michonne tried to reason.
"Tell that to Abraham, or to Daryl" Rick told her, pain in his eyes. Abraham was dead, and it was my fault. Daryl was taken prisoner, and I couldn't stop Negan from doing it. No matter how much I begged for him to take me, he took Daryl anyway. To be honest, I'm not sure as to why I tried to convince my brother to take me.I mean, I don't even like Daryl, so why was it a big deal for me?
"Rick, she's one of us"
"No, she ain't " Rick told her, meeting her eyes, "If she was, she would've told us everything" Rick then turned and faced me, " You should've left like you wanted to" And with that, Rick walked out of the house. Leaving me with his son and Michonne.
"He can't do that" Michonne argued. I shook my head, as I kept my eyes on the door where Rick left "No, he can. And he will" I told her, looking over at her. She had a mixture of emotion in her eyes. "Rick's right, I'm not one of you guys. I never was. It has to go this way" I told her, walking out of the house. The sunlight hit my eyes as I walked out, and when I did, there was a few people outside. Rick, Rosita, Aaron, Gabriel, Spencer, and Eugene stood there. Eugene had the collier in his hands, which was shaking in his hands as he shook, looking nervous.
"We were just about to come get you" Rick told me, refusing to make eye contact with me.
"And you need all of them with you?" I asked him, crossing my arms. Rick scoffed,shaking his head.
"You are dangerous, you might've tried something" Rick told me, finally meeting my eyes.
"Right. Sorry, I forgot, I could easily take you guys down" I said, looking at my hands," But I'm not. I have no reason to"
Eugene walked up the steps of the house, and he slowly put the collier around my neck.
"It's just until we get the cell up and running with the power dampening tools" Eugene told me as he finished up.
"How long will that be?" I asked as he walked back down the stairs. He shrugged a little bit, his face still full of a nervous expression.
"A few days, maybe a week" He told me, keeping his head down. Aaron looked at me, sympathy in his eyes.
"I'm grateful for everything you've done for us, I'm really am. But you could've helped us , could've warned us more about Negan" Aaron told me, taking a small step towards me. I didn't say anything to him. I have nothing to say. I mean, what is there is to say?
"Come on" Rick told me, walking off to the house that was a few houses down. I walked down the stairs, following him. Everyone else formed a circle around me, keeping a close eye as I followed Rick. We made it there within a few seconds. I looked at Rick as I entered the house that we used for prisoners. The door where we kept people in was now bars. Morgan must've done this, he was always down here. Rick opened the door, letting me in. There was only a bed, a blanket, and a pillow in here. Other than that, it was empty.
"I hope one day you will forgive me, Rick" I called to him, turning around as he closed the door. He then looked it, making eye contact with me.
"Maybe" He said, and with that, he left. Left me alone in the cell. Maybe I should've done things differently. If I did what I wanted to in the first place, I wouldn't be in this mess. I wouldn't have caused trust to be broken. I wouldn't have caused pain upon others. Who knows, maybe it's better if I'm locked up.
