'Why the hell would she take our kids?' (Y,n) thought to herself, staring down at her feet as they walked to another one of Jocelyn's safe houses hoping that they were there. 'Is that how she got all those kids before? She stole them from people then raised them as her own? What sick bastard does that?'.
She clenched her shirt as her heart ached for her son. She knew it would be hard to raise a child in a world filled with infected but nothing could've prepared her for this.
"Hey" Daryl nudged her arm and nodded towards Michonne was starting to breathe hard and hold her lower back from all the walking.
"Michonne, how about we take a break? We can sit down over there" (Y,n) spoke up pointed to the swing set that was still standing, barely giving a glance to Daryl. She was still sore from Arat's death and she knew it wasn't very fair to keep ignoring him but everytime she looked at him all she could see was him and Maggie letting Cindy pull the trigger.
"I know you want to be out here but you got a baby, you know?" Daryl allowed the two women to sit on the swings while he leaned against the metal bars on the side,
"We'll find them. If it's the last thing I'll do, we will" He told them, making it sound like a promise.
"I can't believe this..." Michonne sniffed, trying to stop herself from crying. "She was a friend, you know? Like a real one, we went through everything together-- figuring out who we were gonna be" (Y,n) couldn't help but remember the times her and Glenn would fantasize about becoming famous and being well known for doing something amazing. There isn't a passing day she doesn't think about her brother.
"We went through heartbreak together... Losing my mom" Michonne's voice starts to quiver as tears rolled down her chocolate cheeks, "I wanted her to be that again, you know? I wanted her to be there for Judith and this baby... I needed it. And I let my guard down, and now..."
"This ain't on you. Not even a little, we all believed and trusted her" Daryl spoke up,
"But I should've known, Daryl. I should've sensed something" She whimpered.
"You didn't because you're not like her, Meech. Some people just got so much evil in their hearts, and they hide it" (Y,n) thought of Negan for a moment, she thought he was a good guy, taking her in, trying to make her comfortable only to find out that he was just looking for a new plaything. "As if they're wearing a mask or something. This is on her, and she'll pay- big time." Michonne grabbed onto her hand and gave it a squeeze before looking to Daryl with a soft smile,
"We should keep moving".
And move they did. Once the three of them made it to the last safe house which happened to be the same school they found the kids the first time, (Y,n) went with Michonne as they split up, not wanting to leave the pregnant woman without protection. As they stalked around the school the women saw one of the little boys with hair standing outside of the door,
"PJ!" (Y,n) yelled out to him, still gripping her machete tightly as the boy ran away from them.
"Ah fuck, wait! PJ!"
"Wait, wait!"
Both women ran after PJ as he rounded around the building, leading them into a dark hallway, right to the group of kids all holding different types of weapons at them. Bow and arrows, knife, harpoon guns, these kids were armed and weren't afraid.
"Where are my kids?" Michonne asked them breathless, referring not just to Judith and Anthony but to all the kids that were kidnapped.
"Drop them," A teenager said as (Y,n) looked behind them to see Daryl coming to their side.
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Property Of Negan
Fanfiction(Discontinued) "He can't do that! You're not an object, he doesn't own you!" "If I had a choice do you really think I would've done it!?" ________________ It was never supposed to be this way, becoming pregnant at sixteen by the cruelest man known...
