Walking Dead: Secrets of the Past
Chapter 20 of my Walking Dead story, the final chapter, enjoy.
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Season 3: Episode 20
Reaching the outskirts of the area that held the grounds of the abandoned hotel, she grimaced, there was nothing to cover her approach, so she had to hope that the stalker either wasn't there, or wasn't looking out the windows.
'Should've changed into my jeans instead of sticking to shorts, but fuck it.' Violet reflected.
Shaking her head she made her way through the grounds, the overgrown grass brushing against her bare legs as she walked, but she paid it no mind. She was analysing the building and looking for any signs of there being anyone in the building, there didn't appear to be anything. Biting her lip as she reached the porch she climbed up the steps, finally free of the grass. She didn't have to worry about finding a way in, the doors were so dilapidated they were practically hanging open anyway. Taking a deep breath she cautiously slipped inside and looked around. The building was clearly a shell of its former self. A burnt out shell, it had been a fire that led to the hotel being abandoned after all.
'Okay, suppose he does have Michelle and Rondi here...where would he keep them?' She wondered to herself.
Even as she thought this she heard it, a faint thumping noise and muffled voices, not too far away. In what appeared to be the former dining room. Gently easing the door open Violet had to stifle a gasp as Michelle and Rondi saw her and began screaming through the tape covering their mouths. They were tightly bound to chairs next to each other, with even more tape. Both blushed, clearly humiliated and for good reason, they had been bound with their legs spread open, with their skirts that meant their lace thongs, red for Rondi and blue for Michelle, were exposed. But Violet knew right away she had to take the chance, this may be the only time, the only way, to save them.
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Meanwhile, at the Lockett house, Clementine sighed as she sat down, tucking her red plaid mid-thigh schoolgirl skirt under her, she had dressed in her usual style, the skirt along with a white blouse, white knee socks and black Mary-Janes. She looked out the window, unsure of why she felt a strange feeling in her gut.
"Clem?"
She turned to see AJ, dressed casually in cargo pants and a red T-shirt. She smiled lightly.
"Hey kiddo, it's nothing, what do you wanna do?" She asked, all the while she couldn't shake the feeling. 'Something is wrong, something is wrong with Vi?'
All the same she had to stay focused and continued doing her job, babysitting AJ.
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John smiled softly towards Sarah as she approached the sofa with drinks in hand for both of them, clad in a pink mid-thigh skirt and a white blouse while he wore jeans and a white T-shirt. They had been simply spending time together, enjoying the peace, although John saw the flicker over Sarah's face and gently hugged her as she sat down. She knew she was on edge but still trying to stand strong against her father, still having not gone to talk to him. But with John's support, Sarah knew she'd be able to make sure he understood in the end.
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Becca squirmed in delight against the ropes, tight against her bare skin, she only wore her pink thong and bra as she lay in her bed, securely tied and locking lips with David, down to his grey boxers, as they made out, enjoying the new bondage twist to their current makeout session.
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Despite the best efforts of Carver to drive them apart, Brody and Gabe were in fact closer than ever and were enjoying the feel of each other's skin as they made out in Brody's bed, stripped down to their underwear, Gabe in a pair of simple red briefs, Brody in yellow panties and a matching strapless bra.
"God, this is so amazing." Gabe whispered.
Brody giggled but agreed and found his lips again.
The feeling of their barely clad bodies against each other was a warm glow for them, their love growing stronger than ever.
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At the same time that all the others were dealing with their pleasant or uneasy moments, Violet was creeping forwards, prompting Rondi and Michelle to start screaming into their gags. Violet was being cautious however, she looked around, taking note of any shadowy corner or other doorway that whoever was responsible for this could use to hide.
'Only chance.' She thought to herself.
She finally closed the gap and was right before the two captive girls. But that was when she let her guard down and the figure closed in, clad in all black, pants, a long sleeved top and boots, and grabbed her. Violet let out a gasp as she felt a sting in her neck as the syringe was injected into her and the sedative entered her system.
"Finally, now you are mine...and I can fix you." Her stalker said.
As he said this he grabbed her by the chin and tilted Violet's head back, allowing her to finally see the face of her stalker before her vision blurred and she blacked out. She saw her stalker, the man who had tried to break into her apartment twice, had kidnapped Rondi and Michelle and now her. She now saw he was also the cause of so much trouble and problems this school year, not just for her but her friends too. Her stalker, all this time, was William Carver.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.