Sequel to Fight, Love, Live
**Complete**
Riley Dixon has had an... interesting nine months to say the least. She killed her zombified ex, found her supposed-to-be comatose brother, made some new best friends, found the love of her life, and had a ba...
A/N: Just a warning guys, this chapter could be a trigger for some, so please read cautiously. And if anyone needs to talk, I'm always available.
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"Let's go." Dwight ordered, and pulled me by the arm after him down the hallway, and in the opposite direction that Negan was taking Dale. He pulled me down some stairs, and out the door into the sunlight, and when the shock cleared, I could see a fence, leading around the compound, and off to the side were some gardens, the other side had some people hacking away at the asphalt, and directly in front of us was the gate. There were walkers everywhere. Every step down the fence held a new walker, and there were other people, people dressed like me in the gray sweatpants, walking down the fence line.
Dwight pointed at something, a red-head walker who was being secured to the fence in front of us.
"That's you asshole. Unless you're smart. Your choice. You could be like them.... or me. Or them." He said, pointing between the men hacking at the ground, himself, and then at the red-head walker.
He took a moment, and then glanced back over at the men swinging the pickaxes at the ground.
"You know, Riley, she used to be like me. She was in charge of this whole place. Helped Negan, some people even said that she was the real person in charge, pulling his strings. But then, she made a mistake. Told me that she and Negan were concerned about my... loyalty to the group. It just so happened that she and Negan left to go to the Satellite Outpost that day. You know, the one you and your people slaughtered? Yeah. Well, They rode over there, apparently there was a delay in the transport, she and Negan stopped on the side of the road for a while, no reason given. But when they got there, Negan found out that I was gone, and that Riley had been the one to warn me. He hit her, with the bat. Cracked her skull open. Took her awhile to wake up, and when she did, the Doc said she had brain damage, which I guess is true. She couldn't recognize Negan for awhile. Couldn't recognize random shit, like a door and stuff. Anyway, she wasn't worthy of being Negan's right hand anymore, so he turned her into a slave. Like you. Put her down in the cells, but they didn't get to torture her like we are now. She was still free to see Dale, and she had to go to check ups with the Doc. But anyway, she was there. That day in the woods. They had brought her, to show me that I wouldn't have any friends here if I came back or something. Didn't work out, obviously since I didn't get to see her till we got back, didn't get to talk to her until they burned off my face. Anyway, she was working over there, on the asphalt for a few weeks, trying to pull it up to turn it into a garden. She was wrecked when I saw her. But she told me, told me she was there. That she was with the bikers that got blown up. So... that means you were what, like a few feet away from her? How does that make you feel? To know you were feet away from her, but she didn't recognize you, so she didn't know to call out to you. But if you had just been more observant, you could have saved you and your group from all of this. How does that make you feel?" He turned his angry gaze towards me, and I could feel my hands shaking, wanting to lay him out.
