"Best get going. Burying everyone soon." He said, pulling away from me.

We slowly made our way towards the group, gathering under the same tree Otis was buried under. Sophia and Hershal's wife and step son were buried. We all stood there in silence for a while before walking away. I made my way towards my tent, feeling an invisible weight on my shoulders. Everyone knows now. We aren't being forced to leave, except Shane, but I'm okay with that. I wrapped my arms around my stomach, hugging myself.

"I'm goin' for a hunt. I'll be back 'fore dark." Daryl nodded, picking up his crossbow and leaving.

Alright, I'm alone again. I went inside the tent, laying down. I drifted to sleep quickly and heavily. I heard the tent open and smiled to myself. Daryl must be back, I thought. I opened my eyes and reached up then realized what was happening.

"GET OUT OF MY TENT." I yelled in Shane's face.

Without saying a word Shane threw himself on top of me, roaming my body with his hands. His mouth attached itself onto mine as I tried to yell and scream. His hands went straight to my jeans, swiftly unbuttoning them and sliding them off along with my underwear. No, no, no, no. I pressed my hands against his chest and pushed with all my strength. Shane didn't move an inch. He took both my hands in one of his and undid his pants with the other. He slid himself out of the pants and rammed into me.

I cried out, digging my nails into any part of him I could reach. I tried to get out from under him, but nothing worked. I let myself shut down until he finished. He retrieved his pants, and left.

"The hell were you doin' in my tent?" Daryl growled from outside the tent. I quickly threw my clothes back on and pulled myself together.

"I said, what were you doin' in my tent?" Daryl repeated as I walked out of the tent, seeing him close the space between him and Shane.

"Was checking up on Sam. Right?" He said, nodding to me for support.

"Like fucking hell you were." Daryl jumped, realizing I was behind him. "You bastard. You fucking raped me in there and you expect me to lie for you?" I cried. Daryl's eyes basically popped out of his head. He swing his crossbow towards Shane, who was now retreating backwards. I could see Rick and the others running over, all yelling at Shane.

"Get that outta my face Daryl." Shane said, swatting the crossbow away.

"Alright." Daryl said, putting the crossbow down and swinging his fist up in a single motion, connecting with Shane's jaw in a defining crack. T-Dog and Rick reached us as I fell on the ground. The tears covered my face as Shane started punching Daryl in every place he could. Rick placed himself in between Shane and Daryl, trying to prevent anyone from getting hurt more. Lori, Carol and Dale came to my side, panic across all their faces.

"What the hell happened?" Lori asked.

"Shane. He.. Raped me." I sputtered through my sobs. Lori's eyes darkened as she stood up and walked over to Shane. Rick was trying to find out what happened through all Daryl and Shane's yelling. Lori stood in front of Shane, giving him a look that would have killed before smacking him across the face. Everyone stopped yelling and stared at Lori and Shane.

"You're a waste of human life." She spat as she turned to Rick. "He raped Sam and he tried to rape me at the CDC." She said.

I pulled myself out of Carol and Dale's grip and stood up. I walked over to Lori and hugged her. I made my way to Shane as he looked around the group. He stared at me, but didn't move. I waited, taking the whole thing in before I threw my leg up, hitting him right between the legs. He toppled over and laid on the ground holding himself. I turned around and looked at Daryl as he tried to escape T-Dog's grip. I just looked at him, not saying anything and tuning out the chaos around me.

I stopped in front of him, just in arms reach. I looked behind me to see Rick, Glenn, Lori, Andrea and Dale pushing Shane away, bringing him to the barn. Daryl finally stopped struggling against T-Dog and was released. I launched myself at Daryl, squishing myself into his chest. His arms curled around me and held me tight as I cried even more. Oh, stop it, I thought. Like anyone needs this right now, just pull yourself together and go on with life.

"He ain't gonna get away with this." Daryl warned as he rubbed my back and rested his head on mine.