Hi everyone I'm so sorry that this chapter is really late and really Short. Real life has been kicking hard at the moment. First my laptop broke, still is using my daughters tablet to upload this. Plus I been really I'll got diagnosed with fibromyalgia so copying with that along with my depression and PTSD has been really hard only just stating to feel a bit more like myself and I hope up dates won't take to long.

Happy reading.

Chapter 44.

Merle's POV.

January 27th

"Where the fuck ya think ya going?" Merle growled, his face inch's away from her's, as he held her in the air. One hand wrapped around her throat.

Karen trys to speak, to move but she can't. Merle's fingers are wrapped around her throat and for the first time in her life she is scared. She knows she has made one of the biggest mistakes of her life. As she stares into Merle's cold dark eyes, she knows there is every chance she might not make it put of this alive.

"Me and ya are gonna have a little chat." Merle Growl's. "I'm gonna let ya go and we gonna take a seat on the sofa. Ya own me some answers."

Karen's nods and breath's a small sigh of relief when Merle release's her. As she walks over to sofa with Merle behind her, she trys to think of a way out of here.

Karen sat on the sofa, her hands in her lap and praying with everything she had that she could get out of this. Merle is sat on the small table infront of the sofa, he is leaning forward justva bit, his elbows resting on his knees. He has he eyes locked with her's, watching he. He can barely control his anger, his blood is boiling and he can feel the tumbles in his hands. He really wants to hurt this woman, he has never wanted to hurt anyone like this before let alone a woman. But every time he thinks of Sophia and want she must of went though and how he and Tara found her, just makes him angrier and sick to the stomach. But for Sophia's sake he knees he needs to calm down, plus he needs answers. Merle takes a couple of deep breathes to calm himself as he locks eyes with Karen ready to find all the answer he seeks.

"Is Sophia Daryl's?"

"Yes."

"So why did ya not tell him about her years ago?"

"You know what you and Daryl are like, so I thought it was for the best. Didn't want Sophia growing up like you too."

Merle raised his eyebrows in question. "Really Karen, that the best ya got?"

"It's true, I swear." Karen pleaded.

"If that's the cast." Merle said. "And I'm not saying that I believe ya, but why did ya come shouting about Daryl being the dad at the garage?"

"I didn't mean to day that I swear, I was just so angry with him for not remember who I was."

"Cut the ball shit Karen." Merle spited. "Ya knew just what ya was saying. Ya must of know me or Daryl would be round here asking question's. What kind of game are ya trying to play? Are ya trying to get money out of Daryl? Or where ya just jealous at seeing him with some one else?"

Karen's eyes grew wide at Merle's question's.

"I'm right ain't I?" Merle asked.

"No I swear Merle, I'm not trying to play games. I'm not jealous and I don't want any money. I'm sorry for keeping Sophia away for all these years. But I really thought I was doing the best thing for her. She means everything to me. I only want the best for her."

Merle sat there in shock listening to Karen, his mind trying to process what she was saying.

Really only wanted the best for her. That's why you tortured the poor girl.

Merle started to see red as the words run though his mind, this woman was fucking unbelieved. He leaned forward, reaching out with his right arm grabbing her and pulled her forwards towards him, so his nose was touching hers. He watched as her pupils grew wide with fear. But there was no shopping him now as his mind filled with images of Sophia chained to the wall. He could barely register anything, apart from the images of Sophia. He couldn't even hear Karen shouting and pleading with him as he yanked her up onto her feet and pulled her down the hall and into the room he and Tara had found Sophia in. He pulled her through the door and over to the wall where the chains that Sophia was tied to still hanged.

"Ya call this shit here, wanting the best for Sophia?" Merle growled, as he forced Karen closer to the chains. "How would ya like it, if I chained ya up here?"

"Please, Merle." Karen pleaded. "It's not how it looks, I only ever put Sophia here when I went to work, because the girl is out of control."

"Ya seriously trying to justify this?"

"No Merle I swear, just trying to explain that it's not what ya think."

"Look here woman." Merle growled, as he reached out to grab one of the shackles. "Not that I can call ya a woman or even a mother, ya not even human. Just sick and fucked in the head. There is no excuse on this earth to justify chaining up a lil girl."

"Merle, please." Karen pleas

"No I don't care what ya have to say, but I'm gonna show ya just want ya did." Merle replies as he buckled one shackles around Karen's hand.

Karen screamed as she felt the cold metal of the shackle on her skin.

"Shut up!" Merle shouted. "Ya did this to a little girl, so it's only fair ya have it done go ya." Merle forced the other shackle around Karen's other hand. He took a step back, Karen was chained up just like Sophia had been. Satisfied with himself Merle turned to leave.

"You can't leave me here like this. Please Merle."

"I can and I will!" Merle stated, as he walked out of room, closing and locking the door behind him.