Alone

Chapter 12

I had no idea what to do.

I looked at the car and was relieved to see Judith asleep in the front seat, untouched.

I then looked back at Enid. Her eyes said what her words didn't need to.

Help me, Carl, I'm scared.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and stepped towards her.

Ron reacted immediately. He shook his head and pressed the flat of the knife closer to Enid's throat.

"I'll kill her!" he proclaimed. "I'll kill her if you take one more step."

I stumbled to a stop and looked at the surrounding Wolves.

"W-what do you want from us?" I asked breathlessly. "What could you possibly want? You won already. You destroyed my home and killed my family. What more could you possibly want?"

One of the Wolves laughed and lowered his gun. "What do we want?" he repeated. "Well we want you dead, of course."

"Then kill me," I said, trying to compromise. "Do anything you want to me. Just let her go."

The man laughed again. "Oh, we're gonna kill you," he said. "We're just gonna have a little fun first."

He gave Ron a nod.

Ron smirked and raised the knife before plunging it into Enid's arm, causing her to shriek in pain.

"No!!!!" I yelled and ran towards her.

My arms were held back by two men.

I saw Enid's head go limp. She must have passed out from the pain.

I wanted to start crying right then and there. I wanted my dad. I wanted Michonne. I wanted Glenn and Maggie. I wanted my group. I wished with everything I had that they weren't dead.

The man came up to me, a huge smile in his face.

"See?" he said, holding his arms out. "Wasn't that fun?"

He stopped in front of me. "Now we're gonna have some more."

He took me by the arms and threw me to the ground.

He kneeled in front of me.

His fist connected with my head and everything went black.

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Author's note: I know this was a short chapter...I sowwwwy