Chapter 6 - "The road to Paradise"
Minutes later, I was dead. He cried but tried to hide his tears as he was packing his stuff and telling the others he'd go on a hunt. The first one to be bit was the guy that brought me food. Then, chaos made its way throughout the garage.
As I told him, Daryl never came back. He kept walking and found Rick, Carl and Michonne on their way to a place called Terminus. That place was on the west side of the tracks but I headed east.
I prowled around for a long while until someone slashed my skull with a machete. Then, my soul found the right road towards paradise. And here I am today, telling you my story starting a bit before the end. br /I've been put on the edge of life many times before but never as much as during my last week with that prick of Joe. They made me and – most likely – many others before me their sexual slaves, maybe even before the world became what it is now. Their souls are never going to cross the road to paradise; their destiny is to intoxicate the world as long as they are 'alive' and infected until someone put them down. Their souls will directly head towards hell for what they've done.
That's the fate reserved to fuckers like them.
I close this book today, sharing a part of my story, hoping that I'm the last one to live a life as pitiable as this one. No one deserves such thing, not even the ones you hate the most. Because, at the bottom of the ladder, we're all the same, we're all humans but as we grow up, we decide which way to take, which opportunities to take, which people to follow, what kind of life we want to live.
I chose the better ways but I was one of those who failed somewhere during the process and were left with what remained, with what no one wanted. I did my best and I lived happy for a long while before discovering the dark side of life.
What I'm saying here is not to complain about every little things you don't own or can't own, what I'm saying is to enjoy the little things. Even the littlest things can be the best ones. To enjoy your life and who you are is the best way to live forever happy and through the ups and downs.
Peace and love,
Clementine.
A/N: Hey it's done, hope you all enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I promise happier fictions for the future, but I really wanted to do one like such to represent a danger that may not also be in a zombie apocalypse, but also in our lives. Everyday girls and women are raped all across the globe and it was somehow my way to show them all my respect. Those people don't deserve a fate like such – no one does, not even the worst of us – and they'll have to live for the rest of their lives with the memories and a reputation haunting them until they're six foot underground and even then.
Again, hope you,ve enjoyed and thanks for reading!
* Go take a look at my Caryl fanfictions, Switch Roles and Chandelier *