The walking dead Fanfic: The Estate

TSH Part 3

Nate stands in the bathroom washing the blood off his face and hears a voice.

"so it's done then?"

He eyes the blood run down the sink and hears Presley again.

"it's done?"

Presley walks into the bathroom and closes over the door as she comments.

"how can you live with yourself?"

He ignores her and she goes to grip him, but he pushes her against the door as he stares her over.

"Mason gave me instructions I follow them. my cousin is smart, he knows what needs to be done to survive this. you brought them here Presley, don't act innocent. you're on our side, if not get the fuck out of here."

Presley flinches feeling Nate's hand disconnect from her arms and he motions to the door.

"I still need to clean up, but dinner will be soon.."

Nate eyes his face over wiping it clean with a dark towel and comments eyeing Presley open the door.

"don't ask too many questions. people don't like being asked things here..."

Presley opens the door and stops eyeing a younger girl standing with her back to a wall. The girl is drenched in blood and Presley eyes her over. she goes to reach out to the girl but hears Nate.

"Don't.."

Nate pokes his head out as he motions to the bathroom and the girl walks by Presley and goes inside it. presley looks up eyeing Nate slam the door and she stands outside staring the door down. it opens in a few minutes and Nate stares down Presley as he asks unsure.

"still here?"

Presley stares at the girl cleaned up and the girl comes up to Nate's side as she asks in a nonemotional voice.

"can I go play?"

Nate goes to speak, but Presley interrupts as she bends down and smiles to the girl.

"yes..."

Nate turns his head sideways and stops the girl from moving as he motions to her.

"no."

the girl stops and Nate nods to her as he comments.

"you heard me dinner is soon, then bed, then early training, no time for games..."

Nate winks at the girl and motions down the hall.

"get to it."

Emily bows her head and walks by Presley as Presley stares after her and comments to Nate.

"she deserves some fun.."

Nate stares down Presley as he steps towards her.

"you aren't shit here, but another person. don't tell my kids what they can and can't do.  there is a time for everything but games waste time, she needs to train. emily is important to me, I won't have you making her weak, stay the fuck out of her progress."

Presley stands still and Nate walks by her, down the hall, but stops eyeing Emily sitting on the floor against a wall. She wipes her eyes and hugs her knees to her chest. Nathan comes up beside her and sits down.  He remains quiet and Emily stares forward in shock as Nate casually says.

"your father did something horrible today he wanted to kill a child's parents, both of them."

Nate places his hand on Emily's shoulder as he begins speaking.

"I didn't want to do that, but my hand was forced for the community. examples need to be made that is how we stay strong Emily."

Emily places her head against Nate's arm and rests it there as she whispers.

"will it ever stop?"

Nate remains quiet and a woman walks forward staring down Emily as Emily glances up. the woman looks to Nate then back to Emily.

"dinner is ready honey."

Emily stays next to Nate and Nate stares up to Emily's mom as he motions to the woman.

"listen to your mom. you still got one."

He rustles her hair and gets up from sitting as Emily's mother looks after Nate who walks away. she grips Emily's tightly and leans down whispering to her daughter.

"remember what I told you before, okay?"

Emily remains quiet and her mother shakes her a bit sounding worried.

"tonight, Emily. tonight, okay?"

The girl remains quiet and Presley walks by asking.

"What's tonight?"

Emily's mother stands up hiding her daughter behind her in a protecting manner as she comments staring over Presley.

"chicken it's special they don't serve it a lot because they don't have many of them left."

Presley stares down the woman and eyes Emily behind her as she nods her head not believing her and questions.

"chicken?"

The woman motions to Emily and Emily stands behind her as her mother demands.

"go on girl get yourself a seat."

Emily walks by her mom and keeps her head down thinking to herself about what her mother told her and disappears into the dining room. Presley crosses her arms and stares down the woman as she speaks softly.

"look if your thinking of doing something don't it won't end well. these people-"

emily's mother motions to prelsey correcting her.

"your people."

Presley quiets herself down thinking what the woman said and the woman nods her head.

"don't act innocent Presley, is it? Your one of them what happens here is your fault just as much as theirs cause you brought them here."

She remains quiet and Presley feels the tears fall down her face, wiping her sleeve over it as the woman nods her head.

"let that sink in."

The woman walks by her and Presley leans down sitting against the walk dropping her head into her lap muffling her sobs. She remembers the community, the kids, her dad, her ex-fiance, and feels her hands shake violently as she stares them over.  Presley wipes her tears and hears a soft and kind voice.

"you alright?"

she looks up eyeing carter as he smiles down to her and places out his hand motioning up.

"chicken night come on now."

Presley wipes her tears and Carter helps her up and fixes her clothing as he stares her down. he eyes her over and notices the bruising on her neck and looks up to her as he comments.

"we all have our jobs to do."

He takes her hands in his own and looks them over noticing the nice ring and smiles as he states.

"I'm sure your husband would want what's best for you, wouldn't he?"

Presley takes her hands out of the man and lies.

"I don't have a husband."

She walks by carter and he stares after her making a face but shakes his head not making any comments. Carter walks into the kitchen eyeing the nicely cooked meat and places a piece in his mouth chewing. he stops hearing a voice and eyes Nate standing in the doorway.

"is it done?"

Carter nods his head motioning tot he cooked meat laid out in front of him.

'just like chicken."