Eventually the farm was overrun, and the group was whittled down to the bare minimum; only 11 remained now. To everyone's displeasure, by some cruel, sick twist of fate, Ed was still alive. He had only gotten meaner and more obnoxious, and everyone was sick of him at this point. Even his own wife was no longer afraid of him, just annoyed by his behavior like the others. He still hit her, but she took it and wouldn't give him the pleasure of seeing her cry.
"Man, uh can't believe uhm outta damn cigarettes" Ed grumbled as he put out his last Marlboro. He sat down on the bed of his prison cell and sighed heavily.
"I can't believe that f***ing dumbass Rick moved us to a prison." Ed grumbled, completely ungrateful to the man who helped them survive all winter.
"Where's muh damn wife? I need somethin to take my mind off of this shit."
Ed got up and walked out of the cell. To his surprise, he bumped into none other than Carol herself. Ed smiled sadistically at her, but she kept a stone face and didn't flinch.
"Ed." she said with a nod, still maintaining her cool demeanor.
"I've been lookin for ya. Why don't you come keep me company for awhile?" Ed said, with his sick grin still plastered on his face.
"I need to say some things to you. Things I haven't had a chance to say since the farm." Carol said to him, still unflinching. Ed threw his hands up and sighed with annoyance.
"Fine then, woman! Just don't talk my damn ear off!"
"First of all, I am apalled that you wouldn't mourn the death of your own daughter." Carol said firmly.
"Hell with that girl. All she did was scream and cry everytime a tree rustles." A pained expression started to form on Carol's face.
"And then, Glenn told me you were looking at and groping other girls. We took vows, for God's sake Ed! How could you do this to me?" she asked, her voice breaking a little. She held up her hand, revealing her ring: the same ring he gave to her many years ago.
"Doesn't this mean anything to you?" she said, her voice breaking even more.
"Holy shit, you still have that?" Ed asked with an amazed expression. "I sold mine on Ebay."
Carol looked away, her face twisting, but she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She then turned back to Ed with her face solid.
"You got sumtn else you wawna waste muh time with?" Ed grunted. Carol took a deep breath and gave Ed a look of pure hatred.
"Yes, there is one more thing. I'm not putting up with your bullshit anymore."
Ed almost fell backwards at hearing those words. He put on his angry douchebag face and got closer to her.
"Whut the hell you say to me, woman?" he whispered ominously.
"My name is CAROL!" she screamed in his face, causing him to back up. "And you heard me loud and clear, Ed. But just in case you didn't, read my lips: Go. F***. Yourself."
Ed had heard enough. He shoved her up against a wall and raised his fist.
"That's it, you done f***ed up now, bitch!"
He swung with all his might at Carols face, but she ducked under his punch and his fist hit solid concrete. Ed's scream echoed throughout the prison as he clutched his now broken hand. Carol took this moment of confusion to kick him square in the testicles. Tears poured down Ed's face as his knees buckled and he fell to the ground. He tried to hold his nuts, but Carol pried his hands apart and started stomping his nuts furiously. She stomped for five straight minutes before finally letting go. As Ed rolled around on the floor in pain, she got in his face.
"And by the way, I've been f***ing Daryl all winter." she said, then removed her ring and threw it in his face. She walked off, leaving her husband a broken man in more ways than one.