AFRAID
chapter two, like from twilight?
ROSALIE EVENTUALLY AWOKE FROM HER deep slumber. A small groan escaped her lips as she sat upright on the prison cell bed. She couldn't remember much, only meeting a brunette woman named Maggie, and Rick and Daryl.She swung her legs over the bed, wincing in excruciating pain as her left leg hit the floor. That was when she remembered everything that happened... all up until she passed out. During the time she was passed out, she must've been tended to — as her leg didn't seem to be in the wrong place, and she had large stitches woven through her skin.
She looked up from her feet, gasping in shock as she locked her eyes on a sleeping boy, with dark brown, fluffy hair that covered his eyes and looked soft to the touch. He looked to be around her age — so around 14. He looked peaceful as he slept, which oddly comforted Rosalie the slightest little bit.
In the corner of the cell, she saw a pair of crutches leaning against the wall. Curious, she stood up, hopping on her right leg to reach the crutches — they were there for a reason, right? She tilted her head with confusion as she remembered her mother having to use crutches when she first got diagnosed with myeloma.
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FanfictionYou're too mean, I don't like you. Fuck you, anyway You make me wanna scream, at the top of my lungs. when a young, once innocent girl gets trapped in the whirlwind of an apocalypse, alone and afraid, and the one person who helps her is the last per...