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• Dependency •

"We need to talk," she heard David speak from behind her.

Her heart rate increased as she looked at him blocking the door. She would not go through it again. Her eyes clouded over with tears as she clutched the beanie to her chest. She could already feel his hands roaming her waist again even though he hadn't even touched her again.

"Get away," she mumbled, shaking her head as the tears slipped down.

"No, I'm not going to do anything, just liste-."

"Go away!" she screamed, as he took a step forward.

She saw him panic and take another step and she ran to the window.

"No! Listen, you can't tell anyone about what happened. Negan will kill me, so will Katherine," he said and Amelia sobbed as she pulled the window up.

"No!" She sobbed as he grabbed her forearm in an attempt at keeping her quiet. "Carl! Rick! Please!" Her voice cracked as she felt the pain of opening her mouth to scream.

As soon as Amelia's screams had travelled out the window and into the street, Carl was racing through the house and upstairs. He hadn't seen her, he'd only just been talking to Rosita about how she was here. The mere thought of her in danger made his heart race in fear.

Amelia could taste the blood as she thrashed out of his hold, pushing his chest to get him away from her. He pressed a hand to her mouth, covering her nose slightly as the sting of his hand on her open wound made her cry harder.

"Stop, I don't want to hurt you!" He gritted out, as she bit down hard on his hand.

He screamed, nearly as loud as when his face had been burnt when she continued to grind her teeth. He smacked at her back frantically, trying to get her to stop. Mere seconds had passed before she heard the door slam open and a gun click. A shot sounded as she heard it lodge in the wall next to David. She pulled and bit harder, one of his fingers fully detached from his hand. Amelia squeezed her eyes shut as he jumped away from her. She quickly spat out his finger.

"Get the fuck away from her before the next one goes in you," she heard Carl, and her eyes instantly shot open.

The tears fell down as she ran to him. Her arms instantly wrapped around his waist as she sobbed. His arm went around her back, his hand holding the back of her head close to him, the other one keeping the gun aimed at David.

"It's not what it looks like, I was just talking to her-."

"Shut up. You're lucky I didn't shoot you on the spot."

Amelia didn't let go of Carl, she didn't even remember the words Negan had spoke to her earlier. She just knew she was safe now. His arm held her close to him and she didn't mind one bit.

She could hear Negan now, speaking and Rick's voice making it's way through the muffled barrier that covered her ears. Words didn't reach her anymore. To an outside view, she looked like a shell of who she was before. Even during her father, you could at least define her as human. Here, she looked like a frenzied animal. She felt Carl's hands gently hold her cheeks and she ignored the pain it caused her. He lifted her head to meet her eyes and his heart dropped at the sight before him. Tears were streaming down her face and it was the first time he'd actually saw her injuries.