Chapter Two:
Tyler's eyes slowly flickered open and she immediately groaned as the feeling of her pounding head set it. She felt her body shifting upwards and downwards in motion like she was moving but knew she wasn't the one moving since she was just unconscious. Blinking the blurriness out of her eyes, her vision cleared up to reveal the sight of someone's boots stomping against a tar road.
That was when her memory kicked in and she remembered the situation she had gotten herself into. She had been thrown over the crossbow-wielding man's shoulder and her wrists were secured together painfully with... are those her shoelaces!
Things did not look good.
The girl tried to wiggle out of the man's hold but he had grasped her thighs tightly together against him so she could barely move, or kick out either.
"Hey! Put me down!", she squirmed angrily, masking the fear that was settling in, knowing that she was in quite a predicament. She was outnumbered, weaponless and incapacitated by her own damn shoelaces. She had no idea where these two guys were taking her or what they were planning to do with her and it was unsettling.
The girl was ignored by both men. Even though she couldn't see the young one with the eyepatch since he was walking ahead of them, she could still hear his boots stomping against the gravel road. Forcing herself to raise her head even though it made her migraine worse, she tried to get the attention of her kidnapper. His long, dark, greasy hair reached past his chin and she could only see the side of his tanned scruffy cheek where she spotted a nice blackening bruise. And Tyler smirked because she knew she was the cause of it. It was the same man who tackled her to the ground when she tried to get away. They had a bit of a scuffle in which she managed to clock him on the cheek.
"Dude!", she yelled.
No response.
"I understand that I'm being kidnapped but would you at least have the common decency to allow me to walk to my death?", she complained. When there was still no response, she lifted her tied hands and elbowed her capturer in the back as hard as she could in her position, which wasn't so hard.
But at least it got his attention.
He grunted from the slight blow, "Don't!", he ordered simply and bounced her on his shoulder and squeezed her thighs even tighter.
"Umph", his shoulder hit into her stomach, momentarily winding her and she quit trying to elbow him. So she tried using words again. "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see", he answered shortly.
"That's not a proper answer", grumbled the girl. "Just put me down!"
The man sighed, "Calm down and shut up will ya!"
Tyler did not like the man's demeanour at all and began to fear for her life when the young boy in the eyepatch trekked backwards so she was able to see him.
"We're not going to hurt you. We're going to a safe place... a good place with good people", he explained, trying to reassure her that they weren't bad people who were going to murder her or worse.
But Tyler didn't respond, couldn't let herself believe a word he said. Because you couldn't trust anyone these days, especially if you've stabbed them like she did this kid. Before she could ponder on her demise further, the kid disappeared and she heard a loud screech from ahead, which sounded like some sort of metal door opening but couldn't see anything besides the butt of the man carrying her. Her heart began to beat faster, the urgency to escape intensifying even more because she knew she was entering their territory and her chances of escape just dropped down to very unlikely.
"Hey, grouchy! Let me go already!", she tried again, masking her fear with anger and patronising words. "Stop ignoring me!", she was getting impatient and began to lash out, trying to squirm out of Bowman's grip.
"Stop!"
She lost it, feeling like a trapped animal, "If you don't fucking put me down now, I'm going to feed your head to the dead!"
"Watch the language, there are kids here!", he scolded, looking over at the group of young kids who were playing tag near them and stopped to stare.
Tyler raised her head at the sight, "Are you fucking kidding me?!", she bellowed and didn't know if it was because he reprimanded her cursing or because there were actual kids running around, alive and healthy, playing tag!
That was when Tyler took in the sight around her as much as she could, even though she was partly upside down. She saw flush greenery, houses, streets, flowers! It was untouched by what the ugly world had become. It was like the friggin suburbs out here. What in the hell?
"What did I just say?", Bowman yelled, bouncing the girl on his shoulder again, gaining another winded huff as he continued to walk.
"Oh, you're really pissing me off", she screamed.
Then there was a southern authoritative voice which stilled her and caused her to stop fighting.
"What is going on here?!", the voice bellowed and heard footsteps stomping towards them, but she couldn't see anything besides the idiot's ass.
Then Tyler was thrust forward, her butt landing on solid ground ungracefully and her tied hands did nothing to soften the fall.
"Ugh, you're such a dick!", she whined in agony.
Rick rose a brow at Daryl, questioning him about what the hell was going on.
Daryl waved a hand toward the girl in frustration, "We found her... she stabbed Carl", Daryl ever the talker explained in the shortest form possible.
Rick's eyes shot up toward his son immediately, not noticing the way he was holding his arm. "Carl!", he called worriedly and went toward him.
Carl shook his head at his dad who was trying to unwrap the material around the stab wound to see for himself, "It's not that bad dad, honestly", he tried to reassure him but it wasn't happening.
"Let me have a look", Rick said, his voice going softer but still firm. His son removed the material and Rick's face darkened, his head snapped toward the unknown girl on the floor who was now in a sitting position looking right at him. "You did this?"
Tyler took in the man in front of her, and she was intimidated even though she did her best to hide it. The way he moved and talked, it was easy to tell that he the leader of this place, whatever this place it was. His long curled hair stuck to his perspiration-soaked forehead, his greying aged beard and ice blue eyes all told the story of something awful and it frightened her.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!", Rick snapped and moved toward her.
Tyler blinked out of her internal panic and used the only defence mechanism she could, her mouth. "What else do you expect when someone sticks a gun in your face?"
"You had a gun in my face too", Carl replied.
"And minding my own business until you two goons showed up after I shot my dinner", then her face scrunched in thought, "Where is my deer! Did you leave it?", when they didn't reply she knew the answer, "Come on! That was the first deer I've seen in weeks!"
"That deer is the least of your problems", Rick grumbled and marched toward her, stopping right at her boots before kneeling down in front of her. "Who are you?"
His glare stilled the girl once more but she refused to answer. If they were going to kill her then why did she have to comply?
When the girl looked away, Rick got impatient and tried another question, "Are you alone?"
Tyler chose to stare at her tied hands which were reddening quite nicely.
"I asked you a question!", Rick yelled in her face.
Her head shot up, "If you're going to kill me just do it already!"
To Tyler's surprise, Rick's face softened a bit before he stood back up and looked down at her. He laid his right hand on the firearm attached to his belt, his face growing tense, "We don't kill people until we have reason to, and right now you're not giving us any reason not to", he replied and turned to Daryl. "Lock her up, maybe she'll be more willing to cooperate tomorrow."
Daryl nodded and marched toward Tyler. He roughly grabbed ahold of her arm and pulled her to her feet, "Let's go", he grumbled.
Tyler didn't say anything this time, just let herself be ushered to wherever they were going to 'lock her up'. All she knew was that she was royally screwed by this point.
Writer's Note:
Well, there's chapter two, hope you enjoyed it.
Let me know what you think of this Tyler character.
Thanks for reading,
Rose x.
