Lucille (The Walking Dead)
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  • Parts 53
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  • Reads 186,596
  • Votes 6,387
  • Parts 53
  • Time 4h 44m
Ongoing, First published Nov 10, 2016
Mature
"This is your last try," Negan whispered against my neck and his hands  were squeezing my wrist to the wall. Daryl ran through my mind. His face, his stare, his touch. "you have no other choice." I swallowed at the thought of never being able to leave again. I could only stare a the blank wall  across the room. I waited for him to threaten me once more  but nothing ever came. I closed my eyes and nodded. He only laughed at me. "I want you to say it."
        "I will live for you," I whispered. His rough lips kissed my neck and he chuckled. 
        "That's what I thought."
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20 parts Complete Mature

An older-looking guy stepped towards me and my eyes flashed directly to his bat. It was a wooden baseball bat with what looked like some kind of wire around it. My eyes widened up in fear and I began to have a panic attack. The guy's face immediately softened, "Back up, she's just a kid!" He whispered sharply and pushed the Freddie Krueger looking guy out of the way, and knelt down in front of me. "What's your name, sweetheart?" He spoke so low I could barely hear him. I didn't answer and just stared at the bat that was not even two feet from my face. "I'm trying to help you." His voice got sterner, and that just made me even more scared but I forced words out of my mouth. "F-Faye," I whispered, winching due to the fact it's been so long since I've spoken. The man nodded, then stood up and held out his hand. I looked up at him, and he nodded towards my ankle. "I've got stuff in the RV over there, I can help." I was reluctant to trust him, and he seemed to take notice. "You really don't have another option, kid."