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Our Love, Our Home [Rick x OC]

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• Book 1/2•
• (Season 1/2) •
⚠️ Smut ⚠️
⚠️ Language ⚠️
⚠️ Long chapters being rewritten into smaller ones ⚠️


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"Did you ever watch documentaries about bears?" I asked out of nowhere as I spread some butter on the toast, "I used to, yeah" Randall answerd after a moment of thinking. "Mom bears with there cubs, they're so cute!" I squealed as I put the toast down but threw the knife to Daryl so Randall wouldn't get it. "I know right, mom bears are the best!" Randall agreed happily as he reached with both hands for the toast.

When he had his hands above the table I quickly grabbed two of my throwing knifes that I hid under my sleeves and stabbed his hands with it. Randall screamed his heart out as I let go of the knifes, I observed how they went all the way through his hand and stuck on the table. "I will ask you some questions and you are gonna honestly answer them" I said slow so he would catch every word I said, Randall cried but nodded.

"Where is your group located?" I asked as I leaned forward with my elbows on my knees, "I don't know! We never stay at the same location for too long because of the dead!" He yelled. "How many people are in your group?" I asked and waited but he didn't anwer me. I grabbed both the knives and pushed them forward a bit so it would hurt more, "How many people are in your group?!" I shouted, "Around thirty!" Randall shouted back.

I pushed him back to the wall and put one of the knifes against his throat, "Listen here, you punk. I won't hesitate to slit your throat, it's done before you can even blink. So you better ain't lying to me" I warned as I spoke colder with every word. "I AIN'T LYING" He yelled, "Please, please don't kill me. You saved me, back there in town. Why would you save me if you're gonna kill me?" He cried. "To get answers" I responded as I went to tie him back up. "You messed with the wrong Momma Bear who's protecting their cubs" I whisperd in his ear wich gave him goosebumpsAll Rights Reserved

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Christina Anderson (TWD FF) by meganj006

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The Lost Dixon // The Walking Dead by TamiaDemarest

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