Maggie stared at Aiden and Nicholas suspiciously.
For some reason she didn't trust these two, not at all. She didn't like the fact that they both had guns at hand. She tried to act as normally as possible.
"Aiden… Nicholas… Good morning. Have you seen any walkers around?" She asked casually.
"No, just people. Doing… interesting things." Aiden said with narrowed eyes. She looked at Maggie from head to toe slowly, insolently.
"Indeed." Nicholas added and gave her an obscene grin.
"Whatever. I should get back to the camp now." Maggie said in a normal tone and shrugged.
She was suddenly very aware of the fact that they were all alone in the woods. And her gun was still in a holster. Aiden and Nicholas clearly had an upper hand now. The situation was tense.
"Tell me, Maggie… Why are you banging that savage… the redneck I mean? I thought you are with the Korean guy, Glenn. He seems kinda civilized unlike your secret lover." Aiden snapped rudely.
"Yeah… who by the way tackled me, remember?" Nicholas added vindictively.
"Me and Daryl…" Maggie started passionately but closed her mouth when she realized that she didn't know what to say to defend herself.
"Hey, now I get it! Now I understand why you people are such a close-knit team. Clearly you're all sleeping with each other… like one big, happy swinger party, am I right?" Aiden said mockingly.
"Nailed it, man!" Nicholas shouted and gave him a high-five.
Maggie blushed and stared at them furiously.
"It's nothing like that, what a disgusting idea. What happens between me, Glenn and Daryl is strictly our business, it has nothing to do with you two. Now, leave me alone, I must get back…" Maggie snapped in order to stop this embarrassing discussion.
"Well, dear, that's where you are wrong. My Mom has very high morale and she decides what's right and what's wrong in our community. And I assure you… slut… that she doesn't like to see women cheating on their boyfriends. It creates unwelcome tension in a small, closed commune like Alexandria. We must punish you for your infidelity… now!" Aiden said harshly and gave a sign at Nicholas.
He grinned, stepped over to Maggie and disarmed her quickly. There was nothing she could do to stop him since Aiden was holding her at gunpoint.
"There is a little cottage nearby. We will take you there. We will show you what's done to whores like you here in Alexandria. You don't mind I'm sure, since you're clearly spreading your legs to anyone." Aiden said in a low tone.
"You won't see your lovers for a while. But don't worry baby, you'll get something else instead." Nicholas added sharply.
Maggie inhaled and tried not to cry.
xxx
Daryl Dixon was fixing his bike when Glenn came over to him.
"Daryl… I can't seem to find Maggie. I've been looking all over for her. Do you happen to know where she might be?" A younger man asked with worried eyes.
Daryl stood up and frowned. He had been sure that Maggie was back in the camp already, maybe speaking privately with Glenn by now.
Somehow he had been expecting Glenn to approach him soon, but in a completely different way - probably angrily, full of jealousy and hate.
But clearly those two haven't seen each other yet - Glenn stared at him in the eyes questioningly, sincerely, worriedly.
Daryl felt guilty when facing him - and a bit concerned too. It had been almost three hours since he left Maggie in the woods.
He decided not to lie to Glenn.
"I saw her outside the camp, but it was nearly three hours ago. Are ya sayin' that no one has seen her since?"
"Not that I know of. Please, Daryl, come with me quickly - show me where you saw her last." Glenn pleaded, now clearly troubled.
Daryl nodded without a word. He knew that Maggie was very capable of taking care of herself, but three hours was a long time.
A lot could happen in three hours.
Luckily Daryl also knew that he was able to find anyone anywhere.
xxx
Maggie Greene was lying on the messy bed in a deserted cottage.
Tightly bound, beaten, humiliated - covered only by a dirty sheet.
I still can't believe what just happened to me, she thought desperately.
She was alone now, but she could still feel their presence. Their laughter. Their brutal clasps. Their disgusting touches on her naked body.
She shuddered remembering the way both Aiden and Nicholas hit her and took her repeatedly by force, totally ignoring her resistance.
Never before had she felt like this. So filthy. So repulsive. So used.
I slept with four men in less than a day. Aiden and Nicholas forced me to do it but still… I truly feel like a slut now, Maggie thought desperately.
Sex had always been a good, enjoyable thing for her. She could still remember the sense of freedom after leaving home and Hershel's strict control. Her first couple of years in college had been an exciting expedition to the academic world - but also to carnal pleasures. She hardly recalled the names of her changing boyfriends anymore, but she remembered clearly the joy she felt every time she slept with a new, exciting, cute guy. She had loved their beautiful, masculine bodies and their gentle touches.
I was a child back then, Maggie realized now.
I knew nothing about life and death, about surviving, about the real losses. Or about true pleasure, she thought remembering her steamy encounter with Daryl under a large tree.
God, it felt like ages ago.
Soon after that she was violated, discredited.
Hardly delight to any man ever again, Maggie thought with tears in her eyes.
The worst thing was that Aiden and Nicholas promised to come back soon. They left her here helpless and alone, feeling miserable, waiting for more… God knows for how long time. Her ordeal wasn't over yet.
Before those bastards left they said that they would come back for more. Maggie could remember Aiden bending over her, staring at her shamelessly, whispering hoarsely into her ear.
"You're a real titbit, baby. So fresh… and tight. No wonder those boys like you so much. So do we. See you again… soon."
His wingman Nicholas laughed and covered Maggie with this filthy, stinking sheet. And then - finally - they both left. But for how long?
It was at that moment when Maggie heard two men at the door.
Their muffled tones. The opening of the latch. The squeak of the hinges.
Maggie swallowed and took a deep breath.
This was the worst day of her life.