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The Mouth of A Dead Woman

Warnings; Death, language, blood, a beat up

This is kind of crappy writing for this one, sorry, I got bored halfway through. ;O

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Carl Grimes. Someone you felt like you shouldn’t mess with, but it was so fun. You sat on the roof of Aaron and Eric's house. Peering down at the people. Carl was pissed, he hadn’t talked since three days ago. Apparently, something terrible happened, more like someone. You slid down onto the self-built platform that perfectly hid at the back of the house. You hid weapons you found outside candy, snacks, food in general, and book and comics. Sometimes you would steal random things from people, and hide them. It’s just what you did.

You despise carl. Or you just liked to annoy him. You weren’t sure.

“Sam! Get down from there!” Erik called from the ground. Eric and Aaron were like your own dads. They fed you, gave you a home, and a room, and took care of you. You jokingly call Eric mama bird, and Aaron big bear or papa bear.

“Yeah yeah. In a minute.” You called down, looking at the man before hiding back where he couldn’t see you. You laid back, looking at the clear blue sky as the clouds laid lazily… like you, right now. You sighed and closed your eyes, listening to the wind blowing and the people talking, dog barking, kids playing and screaming, doors opening and shutting, the feet running, the gate opening-

“What the hell?” you sat up, looking slightly around before clinging to the top of the house and peering over. Trucks, a bunch of men. You watched as the trucks came in, about the time Aaron came by. You quickly got down from the house and ran down, hiding to the side as a man with a bat talked to rick. As his people started to scatter down the street and into houses.

“Holy shit.” You mumbled under your breath, You looked around. “Fuck.” You said, looking at your older brother, Samuel who was a year older than you (17), Stand up to one of the guys. He was imminently shut down and shoved to the ground. You ran over grabbing your taser, which was not the last of them, and shocked the man. Leaving him screaming.” You Fuckin’ bitched!” He yelled, kicking you down.

A few punches, maybe a few kicks and slaps when the man was taken off of you. Your bother yelling and crying while being held back by other residents. “Holy, Shit!” The man, you're guessing Negan, Said, bending down to look at you, he moved the hair out of your face, looking at the few cuts and multiple bruises on your face, along with the busted lip and black eye. “Fuck!” He said, his smile dropping a bit. “Now, now Brett.” He said, looking at the older man. “This is a child, the same age or younger than that little sociopath.” He pointed to carl, then down to you. “Take her kid, you too.” He said to carl and Aaron.

They carried you down to the infirmary, laying you down on the bed and grabbing meds, cloth, and bandages. “You should have never entered that,” Carl said, giving you a glass of water and pain meds.

“He’s right, You haven’t been this hurt since I found you and your brother. It worries me.” He said, looking at the bruises on your stomach.

“Aww. Papa bear,” You said, laughing, then coughing, then wheezing. Rick came in, and pulled Aaron out to talk, forcing you and carl into the same room. “So…. How's life… sweet pea.” You said, looking at Carl, watching him at the door, trying to listen in on the conversation.

“Don’t call me that.” He said, walking over to you, the window behind you, looking out into the roads.

You thought for a moment, sighing. “You know who you remind me of?” You asked. He looked over sighing. Then speaking. “What?”. You started to giggle. “Ah… You said the word.” You looked over to his annoyed eyes… eye.

“You’re really annoying, I don't understand why you like to talk so much. Or even how people talk to you, you're like a mockingbird, you won't shut up,”

“Hey, shhh. Listen you hear that?” You pause, looking at him again, then smiled. “That's me not giving a shit.” You said. He huffed and left into the other room. You rolled your eye and looked out the window, seeing some of the men coming towards the building. “Shit.” You said, hiding the medicine right beside you under the pillow, along with the bandages and alcohol. You lay perfectly and closed your eyes as the men came in.

“Look at her! She’s that freaks brother right? The one that made brett beat her the hell up?” One of them asked, laughing, poking your arm. “She passed the fuck out. He did a number on her.” The other men started to inspect the room, then opened the medicine cabinet.

“Yeah, that's her. Her brother got a nice punishment from the boss.” He said. “Nice cut across the face, you could see the blood in his hair-.” You heard a gun click, and one bullet fire, making you jump and open your eyes.

“Carl!”

The two men ran in, Rick and Negan, looking at the boy with the gun. You pushed yourself off of the bed as Negan began to talk. Carl was still pointing the gun, basically in Negan's face as the other men smirked. You grabbed the gun, looking carl in the eye. “Please.” You said, ignoring the others looking at you. Carl looked at you more than the men. “God so helps me I’ll give you black and blue balls, Carl.” You said, as he dropped the gun out of his grip, looking at you weirdly, allowing you to take it, placing it in Negan's hand. He said something, but you couldn’t hear him “And you,” You said looking over to Negan. Your mind was splitting and spinning. Like Sally on the seashore. “Keep those nasty men from touching me, I’m a child, not a golden slut on the street they can just bite,” you said, poking his chest. Negan, the man who always had a smirk on his face, looked at you just like carl.

“Whaaaa..” You looked down, there was blood dripping out of your mouth and onto the floor. “Shit.” You said, dropping to the floor. Everything was so slow for you. It was like watching a Star Wars movie all over again. You were being rushed somewhere, you looked around. Everything was so… slow. Your brother was running toward you, and so were Aaron and Eric. Your eyes started to roll back and everything went black. You could still hear the thigs around you. “She's…. dead.”

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