Gina's brain was working on over drive. What could she do? With no escape and a looming danger outside it all seemed a bit impossible. The dead she could wait out until they left, but the living were of course much smarter and knew how doors worked. The whistling was getting louder and she could now hear the footsteps of the figure approaching too. All her senses were spiking and the commotion outside had dwindled into quiet. Boss growled toward the door, wriggled in her arms feeling how anxious she was but she held him firm.
The wait was painful, Gina's eyes widened and she let a hard dry gulp roll down her throat as the handle turned but then a voice came calling from down the long corridor. She didn't hear what was said but the handle rolled back to its neutral positing as the figure stepped away. She let out a hesitant sigh of relief. She held firm to Bosses collar but pulled her right hand to her face dragging it down her features. Then all of a sudden the door snapped and swung open her head whipped up and stared in horror at the figure looming in the door way.
"Well shit, Look's like I've found my self a damn school girl bunking of class in the Janitors Closet", said the figure amusement in his voice. He was tall with dark hair, dark eyes and a beard with grey flickering through it. A leather jacket slung over his torso and a red neckerchief round his neck. Gina stared one of her brows rising slightly in his direction not saying a word. Boss pulled forward toward the figure teeth bared and growling menacingly at the figure. Gina held him firm. "well shit she got herself a damn body guard too." He said letting out a dark chuckle pointing the end of a baseball bat wrapped in barbwire toward the Pitbull who snarled at the weapon.
Gina sucked in her breath his words giving her an idea and she made a break for it "Get it Boss" she muttered letting go of the dog. The figures eyes widened and the smirk on his face turned into a furrowed frown as the dog sprung forward wrapped its jaws around the end of the weapon, the barbwire piercing his jowls and tongue send blood pooling down his mouth but he stood fast hanging on tight ignoring the pain as the man tried to shake the bat free.
With that Gina rushed forward shoving the figure with all her body weight with a loud 'WHOMP' hitting his hard chest with her shoulder and dashed passed him speeding down the corridor. Boss let go of the bat at that moment letting the man barrell over on his back before rounding on him clenching the bat again between his teeth. The man trying to fend off the dog was holding the bat across his chest pushing with all his might in his vulnerable position. The dog didn't relent and hung on pushing down on him in tern, his teeth denting into the wood on the neck of the bat, blood soaked saliva dripping down onto his leather jacket. The man bellowed down the hall.
"SHOOT HER, FUCKIN SHOOT HER". Gina peeked a look at the distance between her and the figure on the floor her heart racing.
"Boss drop it!" she hollered and the dog obediently let go of the bat and ran after her leaving flicks of blood splattering across the white tile floor from his dripping mouth. She skidded a halt at the end of the corridor a mound of 6 dead bodies laid just to her left, which must have been the walkers at the door. She looked down the corridor to her left and then to the one on her right to see three men running down the hall with guns. She felt like a rabbit caught in the headlights at that moment and with a flash of hesitation she turn on her heel and ran for the left. Boss hot on her heels.
"Shit, Shit, Shit" she murmured through panted breaths as gunfire sounded behind her, not wanting to look back she kept going, now able to see the entrance doors and for a moment wondered if this was it, her freedom. Until something hard hit her in the side of the head as she past an open classroom door, causing her to come to an abrupt stop in a heap on the floor. Her ears ringed and the world went fuzzy around her. She could hear Boss barking and snarling next to her, shouting and footsteps then the heart-breaking whimper of her dog too being struck down next to her. Unable to protect him and he unable to protect her. The last thing she heard before the world went into darkness was that whistle, piercing her ears, high and low over and over again.
In and out of consciousness Gina opened her blurry eyes being dragged down the hallway and outside onto the asphalt then being dropped flat on her face with a smack. Moments past before she manage to let out a moan, her head killing her, able to feel blood trickling down the side of her face. She let out a sudden yelp as she was pulled up by her hair and up onto her knees. She kept her eyes down her body swaying still feeling woozy from the sudden impact to her temple. As she stared a pair of black boots appeared in front of her vision, the butt of a baseball bat was placed under her chin lifting her vision from the floor to the figure she met in the doorway, shaking his head with a dark but amused expression on his face.
"Well shit," he hissed through his teeth tilting his head towards Gina. 'Here's me thinking I just saved you're skinny ass in the damn corridor and I get no Thank You?" he spat at her. Gina didn't speak dropping her eyes. He let out a dark chuckle and removed the bat from her chin. 'Now, I like to think of myself as a reasonable guy, but that shit you pulled back there, sending your body guard chomping down on me like a crazy ass bitch in that damn hall way, Now I don't think I can let shit like that just slide sweetcheeks." He said now pacing in front of her, baseball bat swung over his shoulder.
"Where's my dog" uttered Gina quietly. The man twitched an eyebrow in her direction.
"He's doin' just fine but from where I'm standing I'd be more concerned with your own damn welfare darlin', and that damn ungrateful attitude". He said looming over her intimidatingly.
"Go to hell," Gina spat now looking up and staring at him her own dark expression casting over her features.
"Well shit, we got a fighter boys", he chuckled at her outburst. He hummed deep in his throat then turned his head to the side. "Bring out the damn dog" he said waving his hand in an beckoning fashion. A man from behind him appeared in Gina's vision dragging the Pitbull who was riling in anger at the end of a rope, his muzzle now taped firmly closed.
"Boss…" Gina whispered her eyes widening at the dogs struggling against the man trying to fight him off. Anger flashed across her features and her gaze snapped back to the man in the leather jacket. "Who the hell are you, let me and my dog go!" she barked attempting to stand.
"Uh-Uh-Uh," said the man pushing her back down with the end of the baseball bat. "I think it's a bit late for introduction's sweetcheeks, cos' you're damn dog here got very finely acquainted with ol' Lucille here", he said swinging his baseball bat around. "but being the gentleman that I am… my names Negan and don't you forget it" he said giving a sarcastic bow in front of her and smirk plastered on his face.
Gina eye'd him and gritted her teeth "What do you want?" she uttered shaking her head raising a brow quizzically.
The man chuckled at this. "Man you really are something y'know that" he hummed finding this whole thing amusing. "Like I said sweetcheeks, I was saving you're ass back in that hallway, and I don't think you quite appreciate that." And with one last long look at her and grinning at her with perfect white teeth, he stood up tall rocking back on his heels. "Pack em up boys," he bellowed and gave a deep laugh turning away from her on his heels.
"Wait!" Gina cried before being grabbed from behind and a bag being slung over her head pulling her world back into darkness.
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, but please let me know if it's not any good. I can take it :') Hope you enjoy the second one. Please leave a review 3
