I am changing things a bit to fit Lennon into the story I know it's not true to the original story.
I don't own anything walking dead related, just Lennon
They weren't very smart, the people that took me in, they were talking about their days plans right out in the open, in front of everyone; how could they trust these many people?
"Ate yet girl?" Daryl walked up to the door of my cell, inspecting my full bowl. "There's a fine line between stubborn and an idiot. You're going to die," he yelled pressing up against the bars.
"I rather die then be stuck here in a group!" I yelled back, "Especially you bunch of assholes!" I yelled to the redneck.
"Eat bitch, you're going to die!" he shoved the key into the cell door and stormed in, I quickly jumped up to grab the man, my hands jotted out to grab his bow and arrow; which he grabbed my wrists even quicker and pushed me into the wall.
"I knew you were untied, you've been untied; you're going to eat!" he turned around locked the door with the hand that wasn't holding my wrists and threw the keys to the Carl boy. "Don't let us out until she eats!"
"I am not going to eat!" I screamed at the man, dying of poison would be more painful and postponed than just taking my chances with the walkers. I was more disappointed in myself that this man could hold me with one hand,than the fact that I had to turn around and climb the fence back to their side.
"You are! And you are going to like it!" He slammed me down onto the bed grabbing my already bloody hands and tying me down again. "There, now that we can talk about this rationally, why don't you want to eat?"
"I don't trust you people!" I yelled while bringing my legs up to kick him in the face, blood from his nose began splattering on my flower print Dr. martens.
"You want to play this damn game!" He growled through the blood running down his face all over both of us; while he grabbed my squirming legs trying to get another kick in. He quickly straddled me, our hip bones pressed against each other and brought his bow with an arrow loaded against my forehead. "I know you don't want to die, otherwise you would of stayed on the other side of the fence. We don't want to do anything fuckin' bad to you! We are trying to feed you!" his blue eyes burned into my green ones.
"Why?" I whispered, "What do you want from me?"
"Nothing," he answered without a thought, not removing his weight from my body.
"Everyone wants something, everyone!" I felt hot tears burning my face for the first time in a long while, I wasn't sure if they were tears of anger, or fear. "That's what this world is about now! What do you have that I want, what can you do that I can't, that's all it is anymore!"
"I want you to eat!" he pulled the arrow from the bow. "That's all I want! Please,"
That was twice I had heard please out of this man sitting on top of me; it didn't seem like something that easily came out of his mouth. He seemed sincere but most of them did, all of them did.
"The way I see it Lennon," he leaned in closer to my ear when he said my name, like he didn't want anyone else to hear him utter the worlds, like it was just between the two of us. It was the first time I had like hearing someone say my name "You don't have a choice, I'm going to shove this food down yah' damn throat."
He was serious, if there was ever anything I knew is he was done fucking around. He was going to make me eat this food rather it killed me or not.
"I can't eat without my hands,"
"That's more like it princess, now, are you going to be a good girl and eat?"
"Don't mock me asshole! If this food kills me, when I turn I'm coming for you first, that's a promise!"
"You think we'd waste good damn food on poison to kill yer ass with all these weapons around? We would of just knocked you off the fence while you were asleep up there and it would have been over with,"
"Some people don't have the guts to just do it,"
"I do," he stated getting up off me, I cursed myself when the weight from his body disappear and I suddenly missed it.
"Now open your mouth," he declared walking over with silverware in one hand and a bowl in the other.
"I can feed myself,"
"Don't trust yah,"
He spoke shoving whatever food it was towards my mouth.
"What is it?" I turned my face to avoid the spoon.
"You lost the privilege of asking," he snapped, "Now open your damn mouth,"
Whatever it was it was mushy, flavorless and instantly caused my mouth to water for more. It was the best thing I'd ever eaten, even if it was dirt;it was something.
"See you'll be better in no time," Daryl smirked shoveling another bite in my mouth.
"You're so gentle," I informed him while he forced me to eat another bite, still having food from the one before in my mouth.
"Eat faster, I've got shit to do today," he snapped, but still had a smirk on his face.
"Yes master,"
I still didn't trust him.
" Now we've got two in here! Two people that don't want to be here!" a lady spoke from the stairs.
"We need to get Maggie and Glenn," a young blonde spoke. "Don't worry about those two,"
"Dreads, she wants to be here, blonde she's a different story," Daryl informed the group.
"I can hear you!" I got off the bed that was hard as a brick and the most comfortable thing I could remember sleeping on to this date, and walked up to the door.
"If she says this Woodbury is what it is, we need to be extra careful, careful who we take and who we leave behind. We need strong bodies on both sides."
"I'll go!" They all spoke at once.
"No! Me, Daryl, dreads and Oscar will go!" Rick ordered the group, without question the group agreed, like lambs to the slaughter, before they all began filling out but the people that he named.
"You're leaving them weak," A large man, who I assumed was Oscar since I didn't' see any dreads spoke.
"No we ain't, we got Carol here and Blondie will fight if she needs to, ain't that right?!" Daryl said to the leader without looking my way.
"What makes you think that?" I scoffed more to myself than to him, have these people really not been listening to me? I wasn't going to stay. I didn't want to help.
"I think you will too," The ring leader added.
"Think all you wan..."
"That settles it than, she will help," they almost laughed, almost, as they walked out the door.
"Dumb ass redneck," I muttered to myself before laying back down on the bed; feeling myself slip into sleep again.
"What are you doing in there gorgeous?" a slow annoying voice echoed into my dark cell causing me to quickly jump up glad that Daryl hadn't tied me back up, without thought I grabbed the chair beside my bed and shoved the legs out the holes in the door.
"Hey now honey, I was just tryin' to talk to yah," he raised his hands and back up from the door not wanting to get jabbed with the legs.
"I'm not in the talking mood," I kept the legs through the door.
"Names Axel, what's yours?" Mr. creeper kept spying through the door.
"My name is none of your concern!" I thought of a back up plan to kill this guy if need be, I didn't like the way the moon reflected off his beady eyes.
"You can't be very old honey," he continued on, clearly not getting the hint.
"I'm old enough to kill you with this chair from in here without hesitating."
"HEY!" an older lady with a short haircut came up to the pervert. "You are going to leave these girls alone, stay away from them! This isn't about you trying to repopulate the world."
"I didn't mean any offense, I just ain't seen a woman in a long time; and well everyone is taken and you're a lesbian"
"I'm not a lesbian,"
"Yes she is! I'm her lover so leave me alone!" I took the chance to add to the conversation.
This kid was right, he spoke the truth.
"Right now Judith is the only family I have!"
In the distance a scream could be heard getting louder and louder.
"Is that Carol?" Carl asked standing up on the stair case his hand on his gun.
"She's outside guarding!"
"I'll go see what it is!" Carl started to move as the old man put his crutch up in front of Carl.
"I can't let you do that!"
"My dad would go!" Carl argued as he pushed passed the old man.
"Daddy!" The younger blonde girl snapped at her dad for letting Carl go.
"Oh fuck me, let me out I'll go with him!" I broke the chair I had used for defense a while ago, making a weapon out of the legs.
"Thank you,"
The old man said quickly undoing the door, It took me a few steps before gaining my balance once my head caught up with the rest of my body I took off in the direction the boy went.
Damn it Lennon, follow him right to the slaughter!
AN: Let me know what you thinky!