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YunaDarknell- I know how you feel, I can't wait to write that part but I'm trying to write it into the story while keeping the characters in well character.
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Hayden grimaced as her brother threw up his guts into a small grey bucket for the third time that day. Crinkling her nose she helped him back into the bottom bunk.
"Kin ya get me some wata?" He croaked as he wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
"Pussy." She teased before going to get him what he asked for. Most residents of the prison had the flu or colds as fly season neared and Hayden was glad she didn't have it. Grabbing a glass of water she walked back to her brother, placed it in his hand and walked over to her father.
"Always told ya 'e was a pussy. Lookit 'im gettin' a cold like one." Merle shook his head and sighed. "Ah get a son 'n a daughter, who woulda guessed ah would like tha daughta betta?"
"Yeah, who knew?" Hayden asked scowling. She was so sick of people acting like because she was a girl she couldn't do anything.
"Ya know, when ah first saw ya, ah wanted to throw ya in tha riva."
"Why?"
"Ya was a baby, ah didn't like Sean. No one really knew 'bout ya."
"Throw me in tha riva?"
"First way ta dispose of ya that ah thought of."
"Wouldn't tha Adkins 'ave seen ya?"
"Quit bringin' them up, ya just liked Max."
"Did not!" She shrieked, turning around and walking away from her chuckling father. As she walked away Madison and the two guys that constantly followed her around entered the cell block.
"Is someone having a little fight with Daddy?" Madison crooned, sticking out her bottom lip.
"At least mah daddy isn't lyin' in a ditch dead 'cause 'e picked a loser like tha pussy 'e is. Ah mean was." Hayden barked before pushing through the boys to get outside. The one Hayden had punched, Matt, stumbled backwards almost crashing to the ground which made Hayden smirk. Behind her she heard loud sobs coming from somewhere and she rolled her eyes, scoffing at how fragile she was.
The cold air hit her like a wall but she kept walking, a certain bench seemed to have her name written on it. Sinking down into the bench, Hayden reminised on times when she would be standing staring out at the exercise yard. Times where there were other degenerates around her at all time, guards she knew the names of and their families, and when there were no walkers.
Hayden looked down at the bright jumpsuit she was wearing and sighed. Oh the fun she would inflict right here, right here in the exercise yard. Her long auburn hair spread across her shoulders which she squared back the petite young woman strutted across to where she saw a huge girl with muscles the size of Hayden's head.
"Mutt." Hayden called walking over to her. The hulking girl looked up and over at Hayden a grin plastered on her face.
"Dixon! What're ya doin' back 'ere?" Hayden smirked before answering.
"Beat a kid ta shit. Broke 'is colla' bone ah guess. Dunno, made a plea got 'way wif half a year." Hayden replied turning around to look at the yard. "Holden told me tha' ah would get out early wif good 'havior so yer gonna havta do most of it this time." Paige 'Mutt' Abernathy nodded slightly gesturing with her massive head to a small girl with dirty blonde hair. If not for the fact that she was in a jumpsuit Hayden would have guessed that she was some innocent girl who got all A's in school. Even from where Hayden was standing she could see that the girl had manicured fingers.
"Tha fuck is that?" Hayden ground out a sour look crossing her face.
"Kira Bandfeld. Killed fer inheritance. Orphan 'sides 'we grandparents. She switched their medicines, they ODed. Walks 'round like she owns the place. I already threatened to knock out 'er teeth but she told her lawyer. Guards need someone else to do it." Nodding Hayden walked forward to one of the guards she recognized.
"Dixon." The man acknowledged when she stood not too far from him.
"Underwood. How're tha wife 'n kids?"
"Mary's got a new job, secretary. Kids 're in seventh 'n tenth grade." When she said nothing he continued. "Bandfeld. Pack of Marlboros."
She nodded and strutted over to the girl. "Yer sittin' in mah spot."
The girl looked up at the voice in surprise before turning away from her.
"Ya a goddamn mute er sumthin'? Ya listen when ah talk ta ya!" Hayden kicked the girl in the side hard and Kira wobbled slightly but remained up.
"I don't have to listen to a dumb inbred redneck." She spat on Hayden's jumpsuit and Hayden merely smirked.
"Willin' ta bet yer pretty lil' face?" Hayden barked kicking her again this time harder. Kira fell into the dirt looking up at Hayden with wide eyes.
"GUARDS! GUARDS!" But they were all looking conveniently away or fiddling with their uniforms.
"Nobody likes a tattletale Bandfeld. Yer gonna pay." Hayden launched herself on the girl kicking and punching. Kira got a few small punches in at first until Hayden got tired of punching her and walked away.
When Hayden awoke the next day she felt energized and much better than since she had been shot. Today was her birthday and her favorite day of the year. January 19th.
Climbing out of bed Hayden quickly dressed in a black hoodie, jeans, and combat boots before going to get breakfast.
"Well don't you look chipper today Hayden." Herschel commented when she sat down.
"Taday is tha best day of tha year Herschel." She replied as she ate the rice that had been given to her with honey in it. "It outta be e'ryone's fav'ite day of tha year."
"Just because it's your birthday today doesn't mean its everyone's favorite day of the year." Madison sneered from two tables over.
"Good thing that ain't why ah don't love this day a' tha year. It's 'cause a' what happened on January 19th, 1861."
"What would that be?" Karen asked as she took a bite of her breakfast.
"How could ya not know? Y'all are bigga idjits than ah thought! 's tha day Georgia seceded from tha Union." Hayden stated with a triumphant grin. It was so quiet as everyone tried to figure out if she was joking or not that you could hear the wind from outside. "Don't y'all lookit me like that!"
"You're kidding me right?" Sasha asked stepping forward angrily.
"No." Hayden narrowed her eyes narrowing. "No need ta be so selfish either, we seceded for reasons otha than slavery!"
Sasha scoffed, turned on her heels and stormed down the cell block. Until Hayden could no longer see Sasha, she stood up glaring in her direction.
Hayden was taking walkers out with a lead pipe when Carl joined her. "Hayden."
"Carl."
"Happy birthday."
"Thanks, ya get me a present?" She asked turning to face him with a grin on her face. Carl nodded and gestured to the cell block with his head before heading up the path. Curious Hayden followed after him, she had been expecting him to give her a piece of candy or something. Not something that he would have to go get.
Carl led Hayden to his cell before rummaging around under the cot. Hayden shuffled from foot to foot when he finally showed her a small book. Raising her eyebrow at him Hayden sat down in the chair he had and opened it.
It was a small fifty page photo album. On the first page there was a scrap of a poster that had 'AC/DC' on it, her favorite band. Flipping the page there was someone's picture of the ocean, and on the next a sand castle that someone had put together. Then an empty pack of Marlboros, a postcard from the Santa Monica Pier and New York City.
It was the nicest gift anyone had ever given her.
When she looked up Carl was staring at the ground nervously. Hayden sighed and stood up, pressing her lips to his.