Save me, Save you
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summery: twenty-nine year old Kathryn Smith and her daughter three year old Jasmine have been on their own until they meet the Atlanta group on the highway. both mother and daughter carry with them a scared and frightening past but Kathryn is also carrying with her something more. Enter Daryl Dixon Hunter, tracker, and all around bad ass as well carries a dark past can they both save each other or will someone or something tear them apart?
Warning: this chapter talks about abuse and rape if you don't like you may skip it thank you!
Theme song: I Stand Alone by: Godsmack/ House of the Rising Sun by: Five Finger Death Punch or The Animals
chapter 4 part 2: Kathryn's story/ secret
Three days into the vacation/ "bonding" time, the news of the virus spread and was getting worse. The dead were coming back and killing people, being twenty-nine Kathryn went out and bought a nine-mill hand gun and ammo.
Not to mention she also bought a Crosman Elkhorn Jr. Compound Bow Kit with ammo included, and a really nice hunting knife.
"What are you going to do with those? Their sick people there's no need." Her grandmother said, but at this point Kathryn didn't listen she was going to defend herself and partly her family.
Kathryn was a realist, but also watched to many movies, survivalists, and video games not to know the out come.
Two days later authorities were telling them to evacuate to Atlanta "No, no way bad idea! Atlanta is a death trap! to many people, no cure, and the city is huge!" but her argument was shut down when the old man aka her father made the argument of going and everyone agreed.
That's when Kathryn became the provider and Scavenger, after watching military Plaines napalm the city. They didn't stay long at her aunt's house, they all ended up going to her aunt's roommate's parent's ranch. They as in the others thought they were safe, while Kathryn risked her life everyday scavenging for food and water to keep them all alive.
A week into the apocalypse Kathryn, her step sibling, grandmother, stepmother, and aunt were doing chores when men and women in trucks showed up.
Kathryn being on guard and the only one with weapons, takes her bow loading an arrow and pulling the bow string back. she points it at whom she assumed was the leader's head.
"You best stay where your at buddy we don't want trouble." Her brown eyes shifting around at the new group.
The leader holds his hands up showing he was unarmed. Her grandmother tried to tell her to put the bow down but Kathryn wasn't having it. She saw the military grade weapons, this group spelled danger and she knew it.
"We don't want trouble either, just looking for a safe place," her father and aunt's friend David walked out of the house to her right "I hope we can have a nice calm discussion."
Well discussion is what the guy got thanks to her father, along with a few other things. From chore slaves being every woman who was pregnant or a mother or older women, those like Kathryn went to the barn stalls to wait to be broken in.
That's when the horror began for Kathryn, her father sold her out to protect his so called family. She was bounded, her hands behind her and legs together, this was after they "tried" to be "nice" until she called their bullshit.
Two nights in and it was her turn to be broken in, they dragged her to the middle of the barn where they tied a rope around her wrists that were hanging above the rafters.
Everyone had turned up to watch like usual when someone was getting broken in, her grandmother turned away, her aunt was looking at her showing only concern, and the man she once called father just stood by. Kathryn struggled against her bounds but nothing seamed to help.
It took an hour for the beating to stop, her back and front battered, bruised, and bloodied. Breathing heavily she looked at everyone threw her blood matted hair. She wasn't going to let them break her if she could help it!
They untied her, her knees gave out and she fell on all fours, she had no energy to fight two men then dragged her out of the barn and into a shed. That's where they broke her, they beat and raped her into submission. She became the leader's personal sex slave, until she couldn't take it.
After they branded her the night after they broke her, the brand was in the form a hot poker and at the end of this poker was a shape of a coiled snake. A day later after Jasmine's mother's death, Kathryn took the two soon to be three year old and snuck away after dark.
(the present)
Kathryn finished her story and looked at Hershel "It was a week before we met the group, that I found out I was pregnant." She whispered as she bowed her head.
Hershel couldn't believe his ears this poor girl went threw hell, and she could still manage to be around men. That's when he made a vow to try and be something as a father figure as can be for this poor girl.
He took his time examine her and the baby bump which he predicted the baby would come sometime in the next spring. He also made sure that none of the scars and the brand wasn't infected as well.
Once the exam was over and Kathryn was slipping her shirt on Hershel asked "Have you told your group yet?" She shook her head "no not yet...I'm scared they might kick my daughter and I out...its dangerous to have a baby now a days."
He suggested that she tell them all tomorrow and offered her a place if they did kick her out.