Walking Dead: Building Your Own Hope

Chapter 5 of my Walking Dead story, enjoy.

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Parent12D: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it, yeah, it's building up well, some helpful progression for two of the couples and some important news on the hunt for the killer.

Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Walking Dead or its characters.


Season 2: Episode 5

Leering at her exposed body up and down, he then remarked.

"Still can't believe after dressing like that and all this that you're still a virgin." He then shrugged. "Well, we'll soon change that."

A bolt of terror shot through her. He was going to rape her, but then what. She'd seen his face, was he going to kill her afterwards, or did he plan to keep her as a prisoner.

He smirked darkly. "By the way sweet cheeks, you're not done. Finish stripping."

"But I-"

His demeanour changed, he snapped. "Get naked now! You will get naked, then you will crawl over here on your hands and knees and give me a fucking blowjob, understand!"

Marissa whimpered at that, fighting back revulsion at the mere thought of this man's penis in her mouth. Her eyes glistening with tears as she feared no help was coming, she reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra.

Marissa flinched and fought not to tremble at the harsh memory assaulting her mind.

'God that, I still see it, when that pervert tried to take advantage of me…' She thought in dismay. 'I...I, the nightmares, all of it, just won't stop.'

"Marissa?"

She looked up and put on her best smile at the sight of her boyfriend, Andrew was watching her worriedly.

"Hey Andy." She greeted him with a smile.

He bit his lip. "You...you're still remembering what happened, what he did, what he tried to do to you?"

Marissa bowed her head, she should've guessed he'd notice it.

She couldn't hide anything like that from him. She sighed but slowly nodded.

"Sorry, I know I shouldn't-"

Andrew moved over right next to her. "No, don't apologize, you've got nothing to say sorry for. You're the victim here."

Marissa shook her head. "Yeah, I know that but...it seems so, small compared to what happened to Lizzie and-"

"I know, I know. But that shouldn't mean you have to suffer alone. It doesn't lessen the impact it has on you." Andrew said softly.

Marissa sighed but Andrew smiled softly and hugged her close. She rested her head on his shoulder, letting herself relax against him. He just hoped that he could help her, that he could somehow help her find the strength she needed to overcome this.

"If you want to talk about it, or anything like that." He said gently. "You can talk to me, any time I swear it, I'll listen."

"Andrew…" Marissa breathed.

She didn't want to impose on him like that, but she couldn't help but feel relief at that. The young couple sat together, holding each other, Andrew doing his best to comfort her. They did their best to make the most of the moment, knowing that they didn't have long, it was lunch time and they really only had until the end of lunch to share this moment, before having to go to their separate classes.

Ms. Espinosa sighed sadly as she watched the young couple, she knew that the rest of the staff, as well as herself, were still reeling from the reveal that the gym coach had been a stalker and creep who had been after Marissa Garland. It had left its mark on the poor girl. She was known to be strong-willed and not easily shaken, but this incident had left her much more nervous and shaky, something that was disconcerting to everybody else.

'I know I'm not the only one who noticed. Other teachers have seen it too...Eugene, and Philip both commented on it…' She reflected.

It was at that moment she noticed Philip Blake also watching Andrew and Marissa, a pensive expression on his face.

"Philip…"

He turned to her and sighed sadly. "I know Rosita, I know...all the teachers are in the staff room. We should join them, I have something I want to talk to them about."

She was a little surprised by this but nodded and they headed to the staff room where sure enough all the teachers, the Principal and other staff members were gathered. Rosita sat down while Philip cleared his throat, getting the attention of the others, some surprised.

"Sorry to interrupt." He said before explaining. "We know we've got a lot of problems...the death of Lizzie Samuels, the kidnapping of Mikey Carr, Laurel Williams and Beth Greene, by the same captor. The...assault on Marissa Garland."

"We're all well aware." The Principal remarked softly. "The police are doing everything they can to catch the kidnapper, now killer and the one responsible for the attack on Ms. Garland has been apprehended."

Blake nodded. "Yes, but that doesn't do much for the psychological effects these incidents had on the victims. I feel we should do something to address that. The school gala is coming up...I feel we should focus it on helping those poor victims and try and show solidarity."

That led to a lot of surprised murmurs before very soon the proposal was well received and they immediately began planning, hoping to help those poor teens who had been affected by these incidents.

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Meanwhile, at the station, Rick approached Michonne who was seated at a desk that had been set up for her and looking over a number of documents.

"Agent Hawthorne."

She looked up and nodded. "Deputy Grimes, do we have further news?"

He nodded and passed over the documents he was carrying. "We got some results back from forensics, looks like these drugs were not the typical sort of thing you'd expect from typical dealers. Specially designed for the effects we saw in each of the victims."

"Memory loss, sedative, keeping the victim docile." Michonne summarised. "I've never seen this sort of combination before, he was taking a gamble the whole time, it's a miracle only Lizzie Samuels died, poor girl."

There was a pause and then Rick handed over over things. "Does any of this help us?"

"Somewhat, it narrows down our search area. Given everything we've gathered, looking at it all together I'm confident that, regardless of where in town he lives, his main hunting ground seems to be...here." Michonne explained.

She then showed the map and marked out one, still large but single, area. The forest where the victims had been dumped, each kidnapped had happened somewhere around the borders of that forest. It was clear now that they had something to worry about, just about every teen in town passed by or even tried to go into that forest, a forest that was now likely the hunting ground of the killer of Lizzie Samuels.


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