Madison Grimes

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I slowly open my eyes and I find myself back in the same hell I'd just escaped from. I look around and notice I'm the only one in here. Thank god. My breathing then picks up as I realize no one will come for me. Rick and the others will just think I went with Daryl and Merle, while Daryl will think I just went with the others. I hear the door open and that makes me go back to the position I was just in.

"She's still out?" It's Phillip.

"How hard did you hit her?" Martinez's voice rings out.

"I didn't think it was that hard."

"It's been two days already." I feel a hand touch my thigh and I jump. "She's awake." He says as I hear a blade open. I slowly open my eyes to see the two men I despise the most. I twist my shoe on the ground and feel the knife I left in my right sock. There's no way I can grab it from this position. I sigh as I look up to the two men who slowly start to undo their pants.

That was what feels like years ago, but it's only been two months. I've heard people walking by, but I've always kept my mouth shut. After the first time I yelled for help, I learned very fast to keep my mouth shut. I've heard what I thought to be my groups voices, but I know I'm just going insane. Everyday I struggle to stay alive for Belle.

They take the chains off my hands every morning since I've been getting sick and they don't want to deal with the mess on me. I heard them talking about how they'll kill me after I have whoever's baby this is. I didn't want to admit I was pregnant again, but I know all too well how it feels and it's just like this. They only come in here three times a day; to feed me, try to get answers, and have someone clean up the mess so they don't have to. They tell everyone who comes in not to speak to me, for it would be much too hard for them to keep me from breaking loose.

The door opens, interrupting me from my thoughts. Phillip walks in alone and pulls a chair over beside me. They haven't done anything sexual since that first night. It's as though they felt bad. He just stares at me with a twisted smile. He holds that same stare for what feels like forever before he stands up with a clean pair of clothes. They haven't trusted me since they found out I was pregnant. They only let me out of the walls when Martinez goes out, but when they bring me clean clothes, they let me out to talk to people. Most of the time they let me go on my own since they told everyone I was mental and couldn't be trusted.

"You've been good for two weeks now, no struggling, no yelling, no trying to escape. I think you've earned some time with the others. Do you feel up to it?" I nod, ready to finish plotting my escape. "Now you have to stay with Martinez or myself the whole time. Since I'm such a nice guy, I'll let you choose who you stay with." Phillips been in here more but Martinez would be very hard to over power. Since I want to leave today, I'll go with Phillip.

"I've had more time with you." I try to sound flirty, but I can hear the anger in my voice, I just hope he can't hear it too. "Why break that streak now?" I've tried to pin them against each other, but it never works. He sends me a big smile.

"I was hoping you'd pick me." I look at his belt and notice a gun strapped tightly. He undoes the chains and ropes and helps me stand up. "Do you want to talk about the prison? You haven't said anything." No. I just stand still. "No, I think you need some sun first." I internally smile, happy to be free for even just a few minutes. I put on a pair of clean pants and a baggy t-shirt. I put my shoes on and we walk outside. He keeps me close, but doesn't touch me.