Apocalyptic Love

Chapter 58- THIS ENDS NOW

CARL'S POV

I hadn't changed my bandage in weeks, I'm pretty sure it's infected by now. It hurts a little when I touch it, and hurts when I attempt to remove the bandage. I need Leslie to come and change it, but I'm stuck in a goddamn jail cell. I swear, we are all gonna create hell when we get the chance. When I leave this jail cell, I'm gonna kill everyone in this community. I had weapons underneath my worn out bed. I had guns, knives, screwdrivers, anything you can imagine, I had it. This shit ends today. I wasn't playing around today, I want Negan dead.

Negan came and let me go, while questioning me on why 3 of the teens left. I shrugged as my answer and he just gave me that menacing look. Now this was my time. I had headbutted him to the ground, making him fall laying on his back, and causing a little blood to ooze from his head. He touched it and chuckled as he saw the damage I had caused. I sat on top of him and hit his head with the handcuffs still around my wrists. I hit him repeatedly, until he was knocked out cold. By the time I was done, he had more blood gushing from his head, and bruises on his forehead and his cheeks. There was droplets of dark red blood on the ground, I searched his body for the key and found it in his leather jacket pocket and removed the handcuffs quicker than ever. I stomped on his dick, spat in his face, and dragged his body away, some droplets of blood dropping on the floor creating a tiny trail. I cleaned it up so no evidence would be left, but before I did that, I hid Negan in a closet, and locked it up with several locks so he won't escape. He might be able to knock the closet over but that will just lead him to more injuries, no escape tho, which is the great part. I changed back into my regular clothes, which was my grey t-shirt, fleece blue plaid sweater, jeans, brown boots, and my dad's hat I've had since I was 9. I ran out the prison before Negan could start banging on that closet.

LESLIE'S POV

I was wondering where Negan was, I hadn't spotted him all day. Sophie was confused too, she couldn't see him either. Even Enid was running around searching, maybe he went on a hunt or something. He likes to leave without letting anyone know. Since he has his bat, or as I should say, Lucille, he thinks he all that bad and tough.

I decided to take all the kids for a walk when I had seen something in the distance. It was a girl with blonde hair, some dirt and dust all over her face and clothes, and a little in her hair too. I ran over and stopped dead in my tracks. It was Beth...

I hugged her so tight almost falling down to my knees. She started crying and I cried with her until the rest of the girls came running and joined us creating a group hug instead of a 2 person hug. "We thought you had died." Beth shook her head as no, and told us her entire story. She said "I was just, locked up. I was shot tho, in my leg, but they healed me. But I was locked in a closet and kept asleep, I think to stay quiet. They kept me on drugs, probably some sort of drug to make me stay asleep for 24 hours, my arm is so numb, maybe even paralyzed, It was injected into me several times. It's been so long I haven't had any fresh air, it feels so good to inhale it again, even if it may be contaminated with chemicals and walker stenches." We all laughed at her joke and brought her into a safer area, so she can rest easy and more comfortably.

Carl came into the house we were in, and immediately started rambling about what he had done. Which first off, I hugged him tight, which he returned the hug. Second of all, I changed his bandage.

CARL'S POV

"Sorry, I was rambling..." Leslie nodded her head as no. "It's alright. I was able to understand a little. You were confused as to how Beth is alive, where she was, and something about Negan..." She looked at me as she cleaned up the blood around my empty eye socket. She said "This shit never gets any better, your beautiful blue eye is gone..." Then she started talking in Spanish, which I wasn't able to understand much, but I get where she was getting at. I did have beautiful blue eyes that she was able to get lost in, she could stare into my eyes for hours. She taught me how to understand Spanish in case she switches accents during an argument, I would be able to understand.