Ok here's chapter 2. Updates will be once a week due to my busy schedule. Please Review! Thanks!
I put anaesthetics on my cuts and then bandaged them up. I hated living like this, my life is on repeat. I sometimes wish that the Walkers had got me instead of my Mum but then I remember that every life is worth living. I used to plan ways out of here. I would go, I know how to. But I know I wouldn't survive a day out there without a gun or some sort of weapon. I knew where it was all kept, but I also knew it was kept locked up. He carried around the keys with him, all I need to do is get them off him one night and then run. I then began to make his lunch for when he came back. He's usually in a better mood when he's got a stomach full of homemade food. I would eat whatever I could. I looked through the small cupboards to see what I could make; he used to make me eat it first to be sure I wasn't poisoning him. I decided on a homemade soup and got to work, the knives were basically butter knives since I 'couldn't be trusted'. I boiled some water as the door opened. In walked my step-dad, Meryl and Milton, Meryl and Milton were two of the few people who knew I existed.
"Alright sweetheart? Enough of that for me as well?" Meryl smirked as the three of them sat down. I sighed and walked over; I placed a bowl in front of my step-dad and another in front of Meryl.
"Would you like some Milton?" I asked. He nodded so I brought him over a bowl.
"So what are we going to do about the two we've got down in the cellar?" Meryl asked my step dad. I listened in, I was guessing that they were talking about 'Biters' as they called them.
"You deal with the guy after this, if he doesn't say anything I'll deal with the girl" My step dad said. They were talking about people.
"What people?" I asked curiously as I began cleaning up.
"None of your concern." My step father said haughtily. Meryl smirked; I didn't know much about Meryl other than he was a sadistic prick. Milton looked pale, I knew he hated people getting hurt unless they had to and then there's The Governor, my step-father. I hated him most of all. "Go to your room" He said and sent me away. I frowned and walked away into my room as they continued to talk about the two people stuck in the cell