Moving on again

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My eyes fluttered open as I came to realization that i'd almost drowned. I was laying on a bus seat with a blanket wrapped around me. I looked under the blanket and seen I was wearing a blue T-shirt and grey sweats. Shit somebody must've put these on me. "You're awake. Finally, We've been worried about you. You said you were going to bathe and hadn't come back in a while so I checked and seen your body floating in the lake with blood on your arm. Looks like you cut your arm on something." Rick explained while checking me to make sure I didn't have a fever. "I was attacked..A walker pulled me under and I fought it off." I say while sitting up slowly. Rick helped me up to my feet and I put my arm around him to support myself as we walked out to the others. "Y/N!" Lj yells while running up and hugging me. "Hey there little guy. I'm okay." I say giving him a reassuring smile. Negan and Daryl each walk up to me and give me a hug. "Hey guys i'll find you in a bit. Lemme talk to Rick for a second." I say as they nod and sit over by the fire. "Sooo i'm im clothes.. You seen.." I trailed off at the end of the sentence hoping he wouldn't make me say it. "Everything. I seen all the scars and your birthmark on your.." "OKAY. I get it." I say cutting him off quickly. He chuckled and his face turned to a serious tone. "Y/N there was one scar that concerned me. Back when we first met you said you had people before...Ya know before you were on your own for so long. What exactly were they like..And did they put the scars on you're back?" Rick asked with caution. "We should probably have this conversation with everyone else. Come on." I sighed as we headed over the fire. Rick say next to me while Dary and Negan were across from us. "So I was with a group. A long time ago probably years ago by now. They were bad people but they didn't start out that way. After the leader died eventually everything fell apart like it always does. We had cages..huge cages and each one had a walker in it. We used them to punish people who did wrong..but after the leader died they were used for other things. I tried to leave after I seen the monsters they'd become and they wouldn't let me. I got thrown in a cage with no clothes..Just bra and underwear. I had to fight the walker off and after it was dead ..The men decided to cut me..one by one to make sure I never tried to leave again. They got worse and worse. All these scars on my back are from them." I explain while turning around and revealing my back. "So when Rick asked you if you ever killed a person before and you said yes because they were trying to kill you...You were talking about them weren't you?" Daryl asked. I nod and turn to face them. "Look I never had decent people to look after me. My parents were no better...and as soon as this shit started they ditched me. Everything I know now I taught myself. I survived years after that on my own until you guys found me. I wish things would've been different sometimes but then I realize that if i'd had it easy then I wouldn't be as strong as I am today so I don't want you guys giving me pitty." I say standing up. "My parents were shitty too." Daryl said while keeping his gaze on the fire. "Then you understand.. Well I think im gunna turn in for the night.." I say heading to the top of the bus. After about 15 minutes Daryl climbs up and lays next to me. "I know telling us about that must've been hard..But thanks for ya know..trustin us." He said while taking out a cigarette and lighting it. "Daryl i'm sorry about ya know..your parents." I say while turning to face him. He tensed up and kept looking at the sky. "I know what it's like. You don't have to talk about it but I want you to know that you didn't deserve it." I say. He looked at me briefly and quickly looked back at the sky. I giggled at his awkwardness and took his cigarette away and took a puff. "Weirdo." I whispered while handing back his cigarette. I kissed his cheek and climbed down bus. Before I go to bed I Had to see if there was somewhere better we could go. Like a building or at least a wide space to camp. I walked towards the street and looked around deciding if we should leave. A loud rustling came from the bushes ahead and I readied my knife. I took a step back when I realized it was a herd of walkers coming out.

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