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The Walking Dead x Savior Reader PART TWO

I opened my eyes when a searing pain went across my left thigh. I looked around and there was lots of people who I didn't even know were surrounding me while I was laying down on something. How did I get here? I didn't wait any longer, I started screaming and kicking around. There was an old man sitting next to whatever I was laying on. "Hold her down, now!" He yelled and the people didn't need to be told twice, for they were already trying to hold me down, but they were struggling a lot. There was two older guys trying to catch my legs, one of the older guys seemed to be Chinese. and a little boy who looked to be around his teenage years. "Ma'am, please calm down. We're only trying to help you." He tried to reason with me. I looked him in the eye but I didn't stop my actions. I started kicking my legs into the peoples faces, I even knocked the Chinese guy down to the ground. "Let me go! I don't know you guys. Please!!" I yelled as I choked between sobs. "It's okay, we're here to help you." The chinese guy got back up and stood by gramps and looked down at me with sadness pouring from his eyes. The people held down my legs but I was flailing my arms around trying to get lose. "Calm down!" The Gramps yelled. "You're making things worse." The Chinese guy held down both of my arms. "You'll be okay. We're the good people." He smiled at me. By now my screams were starting to die down, and the after effects of my fit were starting to flow in. It feels like I've been hit by a truck. "Whats your name?" The old guy asked me while the Chinese guy starting tying my wrist to the metal bedframe. "My name?" I asked him. He smiled at me and nodded. "I'm Hershel, and this boy right here." He paused and pointed at the China man. "He's Glenn." He patted Glenn on his left shoulder. "Hey" Glenn whispered. "These two fellas over here." Hershel then proceeded to gesture to the men holding my feet. "Are Rick and Carl." Rick and Carl looked up at me and did their best to show a nice smile. It's not easy to smile anymore these days. "One of our friends brought you here. You were badly beaten and running out of blood, you still are. We're trying our best to help you. You need to calm down. We won't hurt you. I'm a veterinarian. Nowadays almost anything will pass as a doctor." Hershel told me, by now I noticed that we were in some sort of prison cell. I was laying on the bottom bunk, and that we had an audience standing by the doorway. "Can you tell us your name?" Rick asked me. I looked down at him and locked eyes. His eyes were such a beautiful blue. I stared blankly into face. No way in hell am I going to give my name to strangers. Even if they give me their names. I looked down to my left thigh and saw that the blade was halfway sticking out. They were pulling the blade out. That's when panic set in. I tried kicking and punching my arms again trying to get lose. The guys jumped back so they wouldn't get hit. I started screaming and crying again. This time Rick stormed over to me and slammed my head down by pushing my forehead down. I let out another screech from the pain my face already had. Rick leaned in, anger was written all over his face. "You need to stop this. We are trying to help you. If you don't want our help then get the hell out of here. You'll just be a waste of our supplies." I could definitely hear the venom lacing his voice. "We have no choice but to do this." Rick let me go and pulled out his gun. Everyone stood from their seats. He raised his gun to me and hit me in the head with the handle, knocking me out. -- "Hey" a voice whispered. I tried to open my eyes but they felt like weights were holding them down. "Wake up" the voice spoke again. Then I could feel someone shaking my body gently. "wake up" The voice sounded like a young girl. I sluggishly opened my droppy eyes. I looked up and saw a girl who seemed to be younger than me standing over me. She had blonde hair tied into a ponytail, her eyes were as gorgeous as the ocean its self. "How are you feeling?" She crouched down to my level. It was kind of hard to see her, i could see some light coming through the barred windows from what i assume is the moon and stars shining high above us. What really stood out from her were her blue eyes. The moon was shining on her eyes, making them look like they glow and twinkle with the stars in the dark night. "Peachy" I forced myself to smile through the pain. "I'm Beth by the way, and that was my Daddy helping you earlier." She smiled at me flashing her white pearls. "If you don't mind me asking, but what happened to you?" She cocked her head to the side. I broke eye contact and looked down at my body, only noticing then that I was still tied down, but my wounds seemed to be sutured up. "I was attacked." I mumbled trying not to give to much away. For all I could know she could be working for Negan. All of these people. "You were hurt pretty badly. Daddy didn't think you were gonna make it." I heard her say next to me. I nodded my head not knowing how to respond. "You had a dagger sticking out of your leg, we're pretty sure you fractured some of your ribs and your jaw. You're going to have some nasty scars, but who knows, maybe they'll dissappear after a while." She shrugged her shoulders and stood up. "You should sleep some more, Daddy will be down here pretty soon to check on you." I watched her walk over to the door that was made of bars. It opened with a loud but slow creak. She stepped to the other side of the door and closed it. She waved at me then disappeared into the dark. I did not want to go back to sleep. I don't know what they'll do to me as I sleep. I'm very vulnerable right now. But at least I'm out of there. I don't know how long it had been but the sun was starting to crack through the night. I must have laid here for hours stuck in my own thoughts. Listening to my own worries. A knock at my door caught my attention. Turning my gaze to my door I saw Hershel and Rick. They opened the door, Hershel was the first one to speak. "Good morning, how are you feeling?" Hershel crouched down to my level and starting unwrapping the dressing for my thigh. "A lot better, thank you for your help. As soon as am better I'll out of your guys hair." Rick looked over at me, tearing his gaze away from Hershel. "You don't need to leave, we'd be happy to have you join us." Rick rested his hand on his belt where he had a gun. I shook my head. "No its okay, I don't want to be a burden." Secretly I did want to stay but I didn't want to seem greedy by accepting his offer right away. "It's alright, you shouldn't be out there if you're injured and you're by yourself. Aren't you?" He took a few steps closer to me. I looked down to Hershel watching him disinfectant my wound. Man it looks nasty. Gross. "If it's alright with the rest of your group." I smiled up at him. Rick moved to sit at the foot of my bed. "I did have a group but I left." He nodded his head at me. "Why did you leave? Did they hurt you?" We all turned our heads to the door where our new guest stood. It was the little boy again, I may or may not have forgotten his name. I chuckled at his question. "That's hard to answer, I left because they were bad people. I didn't leave because they hurt me, but for other reasons. They didn't hurt me till I made my great escape. That's when that other guy found me. The guy with crossbow." The little boy opened the door and stood by Rick. "Maybe we shouldn't have her here then. What if they're looking for her and we get in big trouble." The boy reasoned to Rick. I shook my head. "No, I don't think they'll be looking for me. They probably think I'm dead and just roaming around and about in the forest. The did a big number on me, and I fell off a high platform to escape my attackers nearly killing myself." They all turned to look at each other. I pulled at wrist, "why am I tied?" I asked them. "You were going crazy, screamin and kickin around like a lunatic. Don't you remember?" Hershel asked me. I raised my eyebrow at him. "I did?" I could feel my blood rushing to my face. How embarrassing. Rick laughed at me and started untying my legs while the boy worked on my wrist. Hershel helped me to sit up on my bed making my head spin. "You were going crazy, my Dad had to knock you out to stop you from hurting our friend." The boy said pointing to Rick, who I guess is his Dad. "I am so sorry. I-I don't even remember doing that." I looked down at my hands and started fidgeting with my fingers. "It's okay, as long as you can pull your weight around here, it'll be okay." Rick assured me. "We don't have a big group, but it'll be safe here. Our group used to be bigger but thangs happened and not everyone made it out alive." Rick said folding his arms over his chest. "Anways, are you able to sit up on your own?" Hershel asked me. He let go of my shoulders letting my body slump over a bit, but still sitting up on its own. I nodded my head. "I think I got this." "When I get better I can help you guys go and scavenge for food. I'm really good at that." I spoke. Rick raised an eyebrow. "I think you're getting ahead of yourself. First when need to get you better. Then we can talk about what you can do." Hershel spoke for Rick. "What I'm really worried about is your leg." He pointed to my leg. "It looks real bad right now. The cut was a clean cut, but you had the knife in your leg longer than you should have. You shouldn't have had it in your leg in the first place." Hershel stood from his spot and stood next to Rick. "Rick." A woman poked her head into the room. She had long brown hair and brown eyes. I could see Rick's face light up when he saw this woman. She averted her eyes to me. "Oh she's awake. Can y'all come here real quick. The three of y'all." She pointed her slender finger to the men. "Rest up please" Rick squeezed my shoulder and all three of them left with the mysterious woman. I wasn't even alone for a few minutes till someone entered my room again. It was the crossbow guy. His dark hair covered his eyes and he still had his crossbow resting on his right shoulder. We just stared at each other. I cleared my throat awkwardly. "Thank you for saving me out there. Even though I attacked you." He mumbled something in response but I couldn't quite catch what he said. "Names Daryl." He moved the hair from his eyes a bit. "I'm (Y/N)..."

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