â(Y/N), youâre in here?â, you heard a male voice ask before the door of the infirmary swung open.
Turning around you saw Brent walk in, a guy that had been in Alexandria for a bit now, while his eyes directly focused on you as he came closer.
âWhat are you doing?â, he asked in a friendly tone while you took another pack of tablets and put them into a drawer.
âJust unpacking the stuff I found on the run. If you need something you should talk to Denise firstâ, you said looking up to him while his glance was still stuck on you.
âOh no Iâm perfectly fineâ, he said as you saw him leaning against the counter. You looked a bit irritated at him, asking yourself what he wanted else before you continued unpacking the box.
You didnât stop until you suddenly felt his hands on your hips and his voice starting to talk.
âYou should take a breakâ, he muttered in a husky tone before you turned around and looked questioning at him.
âYou seem really tensed up lately, I could help you to get rid of that stressâ, he said, his glance goring through you as you felt how his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling your body close against his while you could feel your body tensing up under his touch and glance.
âIâm fine, Iâll go catch some fresh airâ, you said, beginning to slip out of his grip while you felt how the feeling of uncomfortableness spread through your body and you just wanted to get out of the infirmary.
You began to walk as you felt a strong grip on your wrist pulling you harshly back while a shiver ran down your back.
âLet goâ, you said tensed trying to stay calm while he began to pull you harsher back into his embrace.
âI meant itâ, he said as you felt his glance stuck on your body.
âAnd I meant what I said too. Let goââ, you hissed before his grip around you tightened and you began to feel panic coming up as he pushed you closer to the counter, caging you up between him, the counter and the wall to your side that formed like a prison around you.
âBrent. Let. Me. Go. I donât want toâ, you said, hearing how the upcoming panic got impact on your voice.
âYeah, this is your little game isnât it? Making me hot all day and then just playing hard to get but this isnât the way it worksâ, he growled now while grinding against you and you began to desperately try to get out of his grip.
âI didnât do anything, stop Brent, just stopâ, you said feeling how your body began to shake as he pulled you closer against his body and his hand slid under your shirt.
âDonât touch me!â, you loudly growled now before his hand moved quickly to your mouth covering it as your heart began to race.
âDonât act like you donât want it you were literally begging for itâ, he growled in your ear before you felt him pressing himself against you once again beginning to fumble onto the zipper of your pants.
You whimpered, tried to scream but all what got out was muffled as you tried to move your legs and kick him not wanting to imagine what would happen if that wouldnât work.
âDonâtâ, he growled as you heard how a belt got unblucked while your breath hitched and your eyes widened in panic.
You whimpered again, feeling how tears began to burn in your eyes as you kept trying to somehow get away from him.
His hand moved from your mouth but before you could scream again his lips slammed onto yours, your stomach turning before your teeth tug onto his lower lip.
He hollered as you kept biting, hoping it would make him letting go of you as his fist hit your cheek.
You gasped as the stinging pain spread from you cheek over your face, another whimper escaping your lips before his hand covered your mouth again, the other pulling you up to him.
His glance gored through you a he looked angrily grunting at you.
âStupid bitchâŚjust gonna make it longer, well thanks for thatâ, he growled, a disgusting grin on his lips as he spoke the last words while you tried to not let your fight end.
Your chest tightened even harder than before as you felt how he let go of one of your hands and the sound of a zipper being unzipped sounded through the room.
Your glance panically searched for something to help you as your glance captured the small box you had began to unpack.
Not thinking twice your hand snapped the box while he was fumbling on his pants, slammed the box against his head as he howled, cursed and his grab loosened for a second.
And you used every little bit of this second.
You slipped out, panting as you just began to ran and ran, leaving the infirmary behind yourself.
The panic still erased everything else in your brain as you ran as fast as you could towards your house, got as fast as you could in and ran up the stairs.
You panically ripped and shook the doorknob of your room, finally getting it open as you stormed in and slammed the door behind you.
Panting you twisted the key as often as you could, locking the door before you made the last steps over to the bed, letting yourself fall next to it.
Just then you noticed the hot tears that were streaming down your face, the loud whimpers escaping your lips over and over again while you brought your legs close to your chest, wrapping your arms around them as you kept panting.
It still felt like his hands were all over you, his scent sticking on you while all you wanted was to get that feeling from your body.
Shower, you wanted to shower, wash all the disgusting shit he had left on you from your skin but you were too afraid to get out of the room.
A sudden knock on the door let you gasp and flinch up, while you feared that Brent could wait for you behind the door before you heard a familiar voice.
â(Y/N)? You okay?â, you heard Darylâs voice sound through the door while you tried to get your tears under control.
âHey, whatâs wrong?â, followed as you still sat pressed against the side of the bed.
âNothing. Everythingâs fineâ, you brought out while your tries to let your voice sound calm stayed pretty unsuccessful.
âItâs not. I hear youâ, Daryls tensed voice sounded through the door before you let out a sigh and slowly got up.
You slowly and on weak knees walked over to the door, your trembling hand wrapping around the doorknob before you finally opened it with a click.
As soon as you saw him it broke out of you again, you felt how his arms wrapped around you and pulled you deeply into his embrace while you couldnât stop to uncontrollably cry.
Daryl said something, but you couldnât hear him over the loudness of your sobs before you felt how you got carefully carried over to your bed.
He let you gently down what didnât make you to stop holding onto him.
âWhat happened?â, was the first thing you heard him say while you tried to get your trembling and your sobs under control.
âBrentâŚh-heâ, you began, breaking out in tears again while Daryl pulled you closer.
âWhat? (Y/N) what did he do?â, Daryl asked, now in a tensed tone while you tried to somehow get your voice under control Â
âHe almostâŚâ, you stopped again to catch your breath while you could feel Daryl staring at you.
âRaped m-meâŚâ, you brought somehow out before the lump in your throat made it impossible for you to talk again.
You heard Daryl growl and curse as he pulled you into his arms, the curses that came through his mouth got muffled as you got pressed into his clothed chest.
You could hear his heart hammering against his chest as he pulled you even closer, planting a kiss on your head before you finally heard his voice.
âHeâs never gonna do that againâ, you heard Daryl say, a tension in his voice that told you that he wanted to beat Brent until the last bit of life had left his body and you knew that the only thing holding him back was you and your still shaking body he needed to take care of.
You nuzzled your head into the curve of his neck and felt how he stroke soothing over your back as he held you tight and the panic began to slowly wash out of your body.
You slowly calmed down, Darylâs voice, his scent, his touch letting the sobs slowly silence while you finally felt safe again.
Suddenly you flinched up as you heard his voice, Brentâs voice, calling someone on the street, your body heating up again while you could feel Darylâs tensing against yours, a growl leaving his mouth.
Instead of holding you tighter, he slowly losened his hug and slowly got up as more panic shot through your veins.
âDonât go, please donât leave me aloneâ, you begged clinging onto his hand while your heart began to race again and Daryl tensed up harder.
âHeâs to pay for what he has doneâ, Daryl said loudly, his voice pitching in between high, like it always did when he felt that messed up and angry.Â
Daryl bowed down, placing a kiss on your head before he looked at you.
"Youâre safe here, everythingâs gonna be okayâ, he said before he let go of you and stormed out of the room, already clenching his fists.
You just sat there, on your bed, staring at the window before you flinched up again, now because of Darylâs angry voice that sounded throught the air.
You couldnt really understand what he was saying, but the tone told you enough.
What if Brent would hurt him?
What if?
You gulped down, feeling the fear in your body rising as you heard the mix of Daryl and Brentâs voices before some thuds followed and you just couldnât just sit there and do nothing anymore
You feared too much that he would hurt Daryl and this fear was actually stronger than the one you had about Brent and what he had done and almost done.
On weak legs, that felt more like jelly than flesh and bone, you slowly stumbled out of your house already seeing some people standing around the two men on the ground, no one of them seemed to know what to do to get the both of them from another and especially didnt seem to know why this scene in front of them was happening.
You walked with harshly beating heart and trembling body closer, seeing Daryl who was bend over Brent, keeping him on the hard ground while he didnât stop to beat him.
âYou donât touch herâ, Darylâs voice brought out, half screaming, half panting while his fist shot down to Brentâs face over and over again.
A loud gasp escaped your lips as Brent pushed Daryl from him, sat up to him and began to beat Daryl, who struggled for a moment.
âDarylâ, you called out breathless, feeling the fear and the lump in your throat growing again.
You stood there, wanting to help Daryl but before you could move your legs that  felt like glued to the ground you saw Rick running towards them, pulling Brent just moments later from Darylâs body before he rose his voice.
âWhat the hell is going on here?â, Rick asked louldly while he held the fighting back Brent back as Daryl got panting up.
Another whimper escaped your lips as you saw his blood smeared face while Darylâs eyes glared down to Brent.
âHe tried to ra-â, Daryl brought out before his gasps and the uneasiness in his voice broke his sentence.
Daryl swallowed hard, his gasps letting his chest rise and fall quickly before he got his voice back.
âHe tried to rape (Y/N)â, he called out, before Brentâs voice let you flinch up again.
âShe wanted i-â, you heard him say before his voice got overtones by Darylâs loud growl.
âBullshitâ, he spatted, still glaring before his gaze went up and he captured you again, his eyes widened as he saw the way you were looking at him.
Daryl growled one more time at the still fighting Brent before he stormed over to you and you could feel tears burning in your eyes again.
âItâs okayâ, Daryl breathed heavily as he stopped right in front of you before pulling you into his arms again.
You sunk against him, your legs giving in again before Daryl turned his body, letting you look into the direction of Rick who still kept Brent under control.
You looked at him, the glance in his eyes told you exactly what heâd do with Brent now and there was only one thing holding him back.
But with the slow nod you gave him you let this last thing vanish, just like the bullet let the life of the disgusting monster on the ground vanish out of his body.
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