Chapter 6 - "Everything Has A Price"
The sun rose, shining rays into the small bedroom as Kate opened her eyes. It took her a moment to realize what was happening. Simon was under the blanket, his mouth buried between her thighs. She moaned quietly as he brought her to climax.
She was about to ask him to move himself inside her when there was a pounding knock on the door.
"A little busy here," Simon called out, but the knocking continued.
"I said get the fuck out of here!" He screamed, now annoyed.
The door flew open and standing before him was Dwight, one of his fellow Saviors. Dwight looked from Simon, to Kate, and walked inside.
"We have a problem. Put your fucking clothes on and tell your whore to do the same." Dwight ordered.
Simon raised himself off the bed, still naked, and punched Dwight in the mouth. Dwight stepped back and wiped the blood from his face.
"Call her a whore again, D. I fucking dare you." Simon quickly put his clothes on.
He tossed Kate her nightgown. She was frozen beneath the bed sheets, not sure of what to do. Simon reached over for his gun and secured it in the back of his jeans. He marched out of the room with Dwight.
When they were gone, Kate dashed across the hall to her own room and quickly dressed. She had no idea what was going on, but could hear voices shouting outside. She laced up her boots and ran towards the sound of the chaos.
She found several men lined up against a wall, on there knees. Two of the Saviors had guns pointed to their heads. She knew that this was not going to end well.
King Ezekiel came running, along with several of his guards.
"What is the meaning of this?" he demanded.
"You're short. We told you that we wanted half the crop. And from what I can see from your garden, you're holding out."
Dwight paced in front of the six men who were shaking on their knees. One of them was the teenage boy who had delivered Kate the message yesterday. Dwight walked right up to him, and put the cool metal of his .22 to the back of his head.
Kate started to rush forward, but Simon caught her and held her back as she struggled and writhed to break free. She even stomped on his foot, but Simon refused to let go of her. Dwight noticed this and smiled, seeming to find some pleasure in her protest.
"Please, " Ezekiel pleaded. "Stop this violence."
But Dwight was unmoved by the request. Looking Ezekiel in the eyes, he pulled the trigger of his gun. The teenager's dead body slumped to the ground.
"Get me my shit!" Dwight put the gun back in its holster and walked back to his men.
They followed his command by ransacking the garden, and the living quarters. They started taking anything and everything that they could get their hands on.
Kate was in shock. Dwight had looked right at her when he had pulled the trigger and killed that poor boy. Simon picked her up and carried her to the medical office. He sat her down on the desk and pulled her close to him. She sobbed hard into his shirt, her screams muffled by the flannel fabric.
"Kate, you have to calm down. Come on. You know what life is like now. They broke the rules. When people break the rules, they get punished."
His words did little to console her. She had never seen such violence up front and in person. Sure, killing the walkers was one thing. But people? She just couldn't understand it.
Simon let go of Kate and wiped the tears from her face.
"How many innocent people have you killed?" She demanded.
"Too many." Simon's voice was distant, empty.
For the first time since he had joined the Saviors, he felt some sort of empathy for the kid that was shot. He had killed dozens of men, and he never thought twice. Now, he felt conflicted.
"We should go. Get your things and meet me at the truck." Simon suggested
Kate was too numb to argue. She slowly made her way back to her room, tossed everything in the bag, and left.