Chapter 1: The New Light
He lays there with teary eyes as he thinks of his mother. She died in a car accident eighteen months before the apocalypse. So then it was just his father and his little sister, Philip and Penny. He was very, very close to his little sister. He read her stories and sung her lullabies when she was younger, fed her, made sure she was doing okay in school, and he protected her. He dried her eyes when she was crying, he calmed her down when she was angry...he loved her so much. But she was taken from him when the apocalypse started.
He tried, he tried so hard to protect her, but she died anyway and it's his fault. He was suppose to protect her and he failed. He broke his promise to protect her. After she died, he went through major depression for a week, but then he started to harden and get cold. Now he can't stand anybody. His heart is too numb to feel anything just like his father.
He doesn't care about his dad the way he used to. He used to be very close to his dad-The Governor. Ever since a women named Michonne came in and killed Penny, he wasn't the same. She didn't exactly 'kill her.' Penny was already dead. She was just a walker. His dad kept her hidden in a vent and fed and brushed her hair everyday. He didn't tell him tell him that he was keeping Penny in a vent. It was when he walked on his dad holding the dead Penny in his arms. It angered him that he kept it a secret from him. Yet, he knows why he did. He would've ended up killing her. And finding Penny held in his father's arms was yesterday. His father has changed so much in one day.
One day.
His life completely sucks.
The son of the Governor used to love people very much and helped everybody but now...he's a cold-hearted beast.
Every night, every time he fell asleep, he would either have a nightmare about his mother or sister. Sometimes they'll be combined together and he'll fall down a dark hole of sadness and greed. He tried to stay up late so he wouldn't have to dream about them, but eventually, he'll fall asleep and have a nightmare about them that seems to last for days. He won't wake up crying, but he'll toss and turn and sweat. However, that didn't happen last night.
He woke up in the night from bullets flying through and the air and people screaming. They were being attacked by an unknown group for no reason is what his father said. Lots and lots of people were either killed or injured. Yet, he just stood by and listened to the people being teared apart by bullets. All he could hear was echo's. The flashbacks of his sister getting eaten flashed through his mind. He can remember his sister's screams being uttered into his ear as clear as day. And that's when he saw Michonne running down the street and he followed her. Then he saw his father holding his dead sister.
He didn't cry when he saw her. His look was still cold and his eyes were full of anger. He had stormed out of his father's building and snuck over the walls. He was in so much rage, he killed millions of walkers in ten minutes. Then he had to run as fast as he could. As fast as his legs would allow him to. When he managed to climb back into Woodbury, he saw that his father was having another 'slaughter house.'
He walked up on the man whose crazy, Merle Dixion, and another man named Daryl Dixion. He knew who Merle was, but he didn't know he had a younger brother named Daryl. And Daryl was one of the people that attacked them. His father made tied up walkers surround them, and then he made them fight, but they somehow escaped. A smoke bomb lands on the ground and blows up, blurring his and everybody's vision. He didn't care at all though. He didn't care that one of his people ran off with someone who wasn't a part of them. He didn't care that his dad made two brothers fight.
The fourteen-year-old boy snaps back into present when he hears people yelling.
He rolls his deep, dark blue eyes and stares up at the ceiling.
He didn't look like his mother nor his father. The fourteen-year-old has deep, dark blue eyes while his mother and father has light blue eyes. His hair is black while his mother has blonde hair and his father has brown hair. He had slightly rosy cheeks unlike his parents. He looked nothing like his father, mother, nor sister. He established his own looks is what his mother always said to him.
His eyes haven't cried off a single tear since his sister died. He always kept the same glare on his face, even when he was sleeping. Every time someone tried to talk to him, he'd give them a death glare that would make them stumble back. His glare always made the people in Woodbury stumble back. Everyone in Woodbury feared him except his father, Andrea, and Martinez. His glare shows how much pain he's been put through even though he can't see it. He thinks his glare tells the evil lurking inside him. Everybody knows he's been through something, they just don't know what.
"Open the gates!" He hears someone yells.
The young boy rolls his eyes and gets out of the bed, walking out of the house with rage. He hated being distracted.
As he got closer to the gates, he saw Andrea and a car with angry people yelling at Martinez to open the gate.
Oh, please. You wouldn't last three minutes out there.
"What's going on?" The young boy yells with anger, his voice causing everyone to flinch like always.
Just as he got there, people could be heard screaming down the street.
Andrea and him look at each other before him and everyone else runs down the street to see a man getting eaten and a women being chased down by one of the monsters. Andrea and Martinez shoot down the three walkers to save the man and women, but for the man, it's too late.
"Oh my God." Karen said. "Help them." She says when everyone just stares.
Suddenly, Philip walks out with his gun and points to the suffering man, shooting him and walking back inside.
The people just stare at the Governor as he walks back in while his son just stands there with his index finger tapping at his gun in his holster. He doesn't care that his father just shot an innocent man. He wasn't going to live anyway.
He looks at Andrea who shakes her head and walks inside to talk to Philip, causing the young boy to roll his eyes. They were in a relationship. A crazy one. He hears them every night in their bed together. He would have to listen to their moans. Sometimes they woke him up, but now they're going to argue just because his dad killed an innocent person. Andrea was always so strict with killing people. It got on his nerves. His ex-boyfriend, Kevin, killed his little sister. He wonders if Andrea wouldn't be okay with him killing someone who killed his sister.
Kevin, who he thought loved him, didn't love him. He used him. They're love got so strong that they had 'it' one time. His mind was so full of Kevin, that he let him do stuff to him. He let him touch him and told him to touch back. He told him to have 'it' with him or they wouldn't be together anymore. So he let Kevin do stuff to him to make him think he loved him, but that wasn't true. Soon after he turned fourteen, Kevin took a picture of him and Kevin while he was sleeping. Then he posted it on the middle school walls and everyone bullied him because Kevin told them that he slept with him. Everyone made jokes about him. They cyberbullied him on his facebook and twitter page so much, that he had to delete his accounts. However, when he went on Kevin's twitter page, he found that he posted the same picture of them and said they slept together. When he saw Kevin again, he broke up with him, but he didn't do it without getting abused. He had to take abuse in to get out of the relationship. When he told his mother what he did to him, she switched his school so he wouldn't have to see Kevin again.
When the apocalypse started, Kevin and his parents went with him, his dad, and little sister to try and get to Atlanta for shelter. They somehow ran across each other and the first thing they did was argue. They screamed and yelled at each other so loud, that everyone near them looked. The argument got so bad, that Kevin pushed his little sister onto a walker and she got bit.
Kevin was the first person he killed. The other two tried to kill him.
"Everyone, if I could-if I could have your attention please." Milton said that made him snap out of his thoughts, Andrea standing near him.
"Everyone."
"Alright, everybody shut up!" Martinez yelled.
"Thank you." Milton thanks.
"The biters on the perimeter have been dispatched. The fences have been repaired."
For now, was Karen's words and his thoughts.
"Where's the Governor?" Asked a man.
Where do you think he is.
"His-his condition is...unsteady."
"Our friends were killed, man." Someone said.
"The wound he suffered-"
He has a girlfriend and a town and he's the one suffering?
"He shot Richard." Said Karen
Shut up, he doesn't care.
"I mean, we've all suffered." Karen said.
I bet you haven't suffered as much as me.
"You're right, Karen. You're right." Andrea said.
She's never right about anything and neither are you.
"Every one of us has suffered. We don't even have funerals anymore because the death never stops."
Why can't people see that?
"We're never gonna be the same...ever."
I was never the same since Penny died.
"So what do we do?"
Suffer from the pain forever and ever.
"We dig deep and we find the strength to carry on."
The pain is what carries us on.
"We work together and we rebuild. Not just the fences, the gates, the community, but ourselves. Our hearts, our minds."
My heart is too numb to be rebuilt.
"And years from now, when they write about his plague in the history books, they will write about Woodbury."
If people even live long to tell that story.
"We preserved."
Everyone has been preserving except him. He hasn't found love like everyone else has. He hasn't found the one true love he mourns for, yet he can't find it because his heart is too numb. Because life is nothing but pain now.
His name is Justin now, but his name was once Wilmur.