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Carl's P.O.V.
A couple hours passed and some of the men were walking around and I was on edge as ever before. One of the men went up to Sasha and I don't even know what he said but I snapped. I jumped up and tackled the guy before anyone could do anything. Lucky for me, he froze in shock long enough for me to get on top of him and start beating the holy shit out of him. A man came up behind me in attempt to get me off the guy but I just elbowed him in the face. My group sat in shock. I don't blame them, I probably look like I lost it. Unfortunately, I didn't see a man running at me from the side. He knocked me clear off the guy. They looked down at the guy I just beat up, he was all kinds of colors. Black, blue, a little bit of purple and pink, and lots of red. I was very proud of myself, but now my knuckles hurt and are bruised and bloodied. They looked between me and the guy, "Shit kid" one man said. I was still breathing heavily from the adrenaline, but I nearly stopped once I saw the face they were giving me. I knew what they were about to do and I almost regretted what I had done. The four men who were there came over to me and started beating the shit out of me. Fuck! Stop. I'll stop. Ow! Wait I get it. I get your point. I'll – (ring). The world nearly went dark when the guy kicked me in the head. I regained my sight as I saw Daryl running, well almost run because of his wound, at one of the guys. After Daryl, Michonne and Aaron got up to help Daryl get the men off me. They kept kicking. It fucking hurt! CRACK. I couldn't hold back the scream. I think it was my rib but I wasn't sure. "ahhh-." One of the men managed to kick me in the neck. Thankfully not too hard but hard enough to stop me in the middle of my scream. Daryl, Michonne, and Aaron managed to get two of the men off me but it didn't last long. Finally, someone yelled, "Alright that's enough. I think he get the idea." It was the Savior. He walked over to me, leaning down he asked me, "Right?". Just then I let it loose. I turned over and threw up a combination of barf and blood. I turned over and laid on my back facing him, giving him the best death glare I could at the moment. It wasn't very good considering the man just smiled. Then, I felt hands under me, it was Michonne and Aaron. Daryl stood between me and the man answering for me saying, "Yea. He gets it." They walk me, well more like drag me over back to the line. Daryl then turns to me and says, "What the fuck were you thinking!". I try to answer but all I can do is cough. Michonne tells me, "it's all right. don't speak.". For the next few minutes Aaron taught me a little bit of sign language like yes and no which I think was stupid considering I could of just nodded but he told me I shouldn't be moving my head much. I quietly went along with it though. I couldn't make a sound it hurt way to much.
A couple more hours passed and the sun was beginning to rise. Everything still hurt but my voice was coming back a little thankfully. Despite the fact that Aaron told me not to move my head, I still looked over to the others. I see Sasha mouth the words Thank You bringing a slight smile to my face. All the pain went away for a few seconds during that conversation. I decide to try out my throat and I whisper back "Your Welcome".
I think another hour passed maybe two and Negan and my dad have not come back yet making my mind race with possibilities. Maybe they went out far. Maybe they're almost back. Maybe the RV got stuck. Maybe they had to go off road. Maybe… he killed … my dad or my dad killed Negan! Or not. Maybe my dad's .. dead … maybe they're not coming back. Thankfully, my mind was cut off by the sound of an engine growing louder. That's when I noticed most of the pain was gone besides my head and if I think too hard the ringing come back. (ring) Ow! I also noticed that the guy that I beat up was still on the ground in the shade of one of their trucks. I smiled at the fact that I hurt him more than they hurt me. The RV was now in front of us as it was before the night disappeared. Out came Negan dragging my father right behind him. In the light I could see how horrible my dad looked. Sweat, blood, and dirt covered him. Negan threw him to the ground in front of us. I think that's when my dad noticed me. I was covered in blood how could he not notice. Of course Negan saw this too probably because he, for some reason took a liking to me which didn't like. Negan went over to one of his men "What the fucking shit happened here". My dad was still staring at me as I turned to look at the man still, on the ground. He must have seen me look because he looked too. Negan made yet another speech. This one was about how he was in charge and my dad agreed with him. Unfortunately for him, I didn't. I looked for an opportunity to do something but nothing happened. Nothing. For minutes, which felt like hours I looked for an opportunity, when I realized that my opportunity is all around me. I tried to focus in what would be the best plan, best route, best road to follow. A man with a pistol walked by and I seized the moment, my opportunity! The man who had the gun was dead with a BANG! There was no way out of what I had just done. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! I had killed five men in a matter of seconds. For my last bullet, I turned towards Negan. CLICK! "Wha…" I say to myself. Negan starts walking to me quicker with every step. I begin to walk backwards and continued to pull the trigger. CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! No this can't happen now. I should've shot him first. What was I thinking. Negan whacked the pistol out of my hand sending it many feet away. He grabs my jaw with a firm strong grip. He pauses for a second, probably for effect, but he doesn't scare me. Negan doesn't scare me! "Jesus Christ You are one fucking lucky kid kid! No wonder you have survived this long. Get him back I in line." "But sir…" one man began, "he killed…" BANG! Negan shot his own man. Negan still answered the body though. "Yes. Yes he did kill. And he did a mighty fine job with it too". I was put back into line, awaiting what was approaching.
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