The world was complete shit. I've lost everyone.. everything, I had to put down my entire fucking family, I'm not scared of ANYTHING anymore. Until.. I met HIM.
I walk up to the gate that was about 8ft tall, I could see house rooves poking out of the top. So I raise my bat and knock it on the fence to see if it was all walkers or if it was actual people in here. There was nothing at first so I did it again and yelled "hello?! Anyone in here?" I go to start climbing the fence and then heard the gate unlock, so I jumped down and some guy with semi curly long hair and a beard with icy blue eyes
"Who are you?" he asks.
"I'm Olivia, who are you?" I asked back.
"well you came to us, why should I tell you who I am?" I just stood there looking stupid cause I didn't know what to say.
"I uh I've been out here for a while now. I just don't have anywhere else to go and I can't go back to where I was staying before it" I pause trying to think of a lie "It got overrun."
He looks at me really sketchy like he didn't trust me... To be fair I wouldn't trust me either. He looks over next to him. I'm guessing obviously there are more people there than just him.
"Yeah, we got a place you could go to." he smirks.
I smile "oh my God thank you so much! I appreciate this so greatly." I walk in and I feel everyone staring at me.
Time skip.....
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Most people are warming up to me but they still don't completely trust me, which I understand. The guy in charges name is "Rick" he's pretty cute but he has a girlfriend and I'm not a home wrecker. Why do I have to find older people attractive? Like I'm only 18 and here I am thinking people 40-53 is hot, I should be thinking YOUNGER people are hot but I don't. Older guys know what their doin supposedly. It's pretty nice here though, everyone gets their own house which is crazy.
I'm actually unpacking my stuff right now, I'm on my last bag which is just jewelery and shut. I heard a knock and my door open "Hey Olivia! You here?" I'm guessing it's rick.
I walk down "Hey I'm just unpacking my shit right now. What's up?"
"How many walkers have you killed?"
"Too many to count.. I'd say hundreds."
"How many people have you killed?"
"Anyone who seemed like a threat, it's only been me for a long time.. I've lost count."
All the sudden a girl comes running to the door "he's here" she says looking worried. What the fuck? What's going on? I look out the door and I see the same shit I seen a few days ago when I ran into "..negan" I whisper. The girl and rick looked at me confused.
"Stay here. Do NOT leave this house." Rick glared at me, then walked outside and shut the door.
"So what's your name?" The girl asked me. I look at her confused
"Olivia.. what's yours?" She starts giggling. "What's funny?" I asked with a straight face.
"My names Olivia also!" I smiled. Wasn't really that funny though, "it was nice to meet you, but I better be going." She says nicely.
I wave at her bye, she opens the door and I seen negan on the street, sadly to say he seen me in the house. "Fuck" I mutter to myself. I lock the door and run upstairs. "Fuck fuck fuck!" I start looking out the window and he sees me again! WHAT THE FUCK! So I just duck down. I hear my door open. WHY????? I start freaking out but I just chose to sit and act casual. I'm reading some book I don't even know the title to. He does his little fucking whistle thing and I hear it coming closer. Fucking great well I'm gonna die, I should've just went with him. I hear bangs from is baseball bat on the wall then I see him. He sees me. And we're kinda just staring at eachother.
"Hey doll." He smirks, "you thought you seen the last of me?" He chuckles.
"Was kinda just hoping some walkers would eat you but" I put my book down and stand up "I see that your bitches came and helped you." I smirked. I wanted to walk out but he was standing right in the way. I see him eye me up and down and I roll my eyes. "Also make it less obvious when you check someone out."
"Well sorry babydoll you are just so, damn, delicious." He smirks. "Also my men aren't bitches, a bitch is someone who ties someone up for helping them. But you ma'am are coming with me, so get ready!"
I laugh "no I'm not I'm staying here, I just unpacked."
"No baby your coming with me, so pack you shit up AGAIN. Don't make this worse than it has to be."
I crossed my arms and sat down on my bed like a little kid. "I'm not going"
He started walking closer to me and bent down inches away from my face "Your gonna regret that shit."
He picks me up. HE FUCKING PICKS ME UP. "PUT ME DOWN YOU ASSHOLE!" I elbowed him in his spine and smacked the back of his head and the threw me down. It knocked the wind out of me "shit" I was just laying there and he had the biggest smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes and mumbled "bitch." He holds his hand out to help me up, I grab it and he pulls me up with no type of effort and he grabbed my back as soon as I'm on my feet, he pushed me into his chest and moves my hair behind my ears and whisper "you better watch how you act and speak around me doll.."
I stay quiet and start putting my shit back in the bags. "..this is bullshit" I mumble. He turns around and looks at me and looks surprised, "you know what's bullshit? Getting pistol whipped in the face for tryna help you" I shook my head. "You was literally FORCING me but okay, you're annoying as fuck I'm done talking"
