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   " This is a bad dream... a bad dream.."  Her back was stiff, keeping her gaze away from the man in front of her. All these years away from him -- this wasn't real.   It was just a bad dream.

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The man’s eyebrow raised at the woman’s words, a small smirk forming on his face. “Of course I fuckin’ do. No way these guys’ll fight back after Lucille gets ‘er barbs around one of ‘em.”

Lee Jackson Everett stood from where he was knelt on the ground, fixing a loose tailpipe on one of their trucks, and rolled up the sleeve of his left arm; where the remainder of his arm hung, a constant reminder of the walker bite he’d recieved.

“Why? You don’t think they will?”

          Since she’d been brought here, since she’d began to learn exactly what it was that The Saviors did, what Negan was about, she hadn’t liked it. But when they had found her out there on the road, it had initially seemed damn better than being on her own. She’d also learned that it was better to keep her head down, go along with things, it’d keep her alive. 

          When Dwight had returned with a bike and a very familiar crossbow, however, and they were told that there was a group that was going to need to be taught a lesson, that was when she was really beginning to feel as though she just couldn’t do this. She knew exactly whot hat group would be. 

          “Some people do fight back.” The woman stated, a brow raising. It was probably pointless, but convincing the others, and Negan if she could that this was a bad idea, she had to try at least. “Some people don’t give up, even when they are threatened. I mean... They’ve already killed some of us. Who says for sure that they wont fight back?”

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Lived Long Enough to become the Villian.

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" Where's Nick?" Ash asked, looking down the line of hostages. Her eyes slipped over each one person down the line, the panic evident there. He had to be okay - it was the one thing they'd promised each other.

But the situation had gone FUBAR, and now she had lost track of him.

" Carlos-" she started, leaning forward to see the Spaniard. But before she could say anything, Ash was grabbed by her hair and dragged forward. " Ah!"

" Rebecca!" Carver yelled, letting go when Ash was far enough from the group. " Come out. You know I can give our baby a better life within the community."

Ash raised her head, glancing down the line but not seeing Nick.

" If you don't come out, I'm going to-"

" Oh stop the fucking monologuing." Ash groaned, pushing herself to her knees. " No one wants to hear it."

His eyes narrowed, staring down at her for a moment. Then grabbed her hand, and snapped two fingers without a flicker of emotion crossing his face.

A gasp fell from her lips, but Ash grit her teeth through the pain. Tears sprang to her eyes, and she glared defiantly up at him.

" That was for speaking out of turn. But it'll get a whole lot worse for Ashlyn here if you don't come out." Carver said, gripping her hand harder. Her free hand came up to grip her wrist and let out a long hiss of pain.

" Stop!" Carlos yelled, glancing out of the windows. But the concern in his eyes was evident. " someone fucking shoot him. Just fucking shoot him!"

" That's enough!" A voice shouted, and Ash saw the smile pull at his lips before he let her go. She gave a little gasp, cradling her hand before pushing herself backwards and ended up next to Carlos.

She looked at the doctor, cradling her hand against her chest. " where's Nick?" She asked, looking at him. " Carlos- what- what happened-"

That was when the shooting started, and everything moved very fast. Walt was dead. Alvin was dead. It wasn't until they were thrown into the van that he was finally able to tell her everything he'd seen happen with Nick.

He also saw the light leave her eyes, and she almost seemed to deflate. Only for a moment, though, her eyes filled with anger, and she turned just enough in her seat to punch the van wall a couple of times. The result was the van coming to a stop, throwing her to the floor. " Fuck!"

Ash sat up, wincing a bit at a new twinge in her back as she looked towards the truck's rear door. It was only a moment before it rolled up, and Carver appeared. His arms were crossed, and his eyes dark at the sight of her sitting there.

" Ah. I see you've decided to join us in the land of the living, Ash." He smirked, as Troy started to climb up.

" Fuck you, Carver." She spat out, glaring back.

" Still got that fire in you. That's good to see." He said, the smile never reaching his eyes. " Though I do have to ask that you refrain from putting anymore dents in my truck. I'm sure Matthew would prefer to see you back in one piece, rather than having a few more injuries than expected. Especially after your interruption at the lodge."

Her eyes went wide, and her head snapped up to Carver. He hadn't reached the meeting spot, like Danny. But she never believed that he was dead, and this proved it. " What the fuck did you do to Matty?"

" Nothing a few days couldn't fix. Honestly, he was very compliant once we had our little chat." Carver gave her a cruel smile. " Now.... shut up and be a good girl for once if you want to see him again."

She paled, her eyes wide- heart clenching as the door was pulled shut and that fucking smile was plastered to her mind.

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Carver climbed back into the truck, smirking as he watched Troy get into the other one. He glanced over at Danny in the driver's seat. " Well, that was a productive chat. Hopefully, they'll be a bit more quiet from here on out. I'd much rather have an uneventful trip home." He tapped the dashboard before glancing at him. " What about you, Danny? Aren't you happy to have them back?"

[nctrouble]

❛ get your stuff and move along. ❜

SHAED SENTENCE STARTERS.     /     accepting.

     Silence. The morning was still doing it’s appearance, the sun barely appearing from behind the trees & mountains. However, this if anything was the smartest time to move - there was enough natural light to see ahead & if they left right now, they’d have many hours before the night would arrive. 

     Russell agreed, nodding his head to the order as he started to pack all of the necessities to his back bag. There wasn’t much that needed to be done, just place couple of food cans & flashlight in there & he was done in no time. Lastly, he grabbed a handgun from the ground, eyeing it for a good moment before putting it into his jeans’ pocket. He then looked up to Lee, taking a couple of fast steps in order to catch up to him. “ Yeah. Let’s move. “ 

[peaceasshcle]

I s2g if this is another CarLee situation with Javi and Kate (just getting together and the female dying) imma flip ��

Same omg. It would be a nice fucking change if they could let a female character who isn’t Clementine actually live for once.

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IT'S MUNDAY :P

@ask-lee-twdg

☮: How long have you been rp'ing?

I think that it has been around three and a half years now?? I’ve had this blog - which was the first that I made for just over 3 years now, but I used to write on twitter beforehand. ( I just can’t remember when I made my twitter RP account haha )! 

[tiredangelaziegler]

omg happy birthday!!!!

Thanks!

OMG BTW I FORGOT TO REVIEW YOUR LATEST CHAPTER AND I’M SO SORRY FOR THAT BUT I DID READ IT and LOVED IT!! <3

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*slides URL back like yolo*

Send me some urls and I will tell you what I think about them.

@ask-lee-twdg

AMY! You’re right we have been following each other for a super duper long time. You have always been super nice to me and I do enjoy seeing you on the dash. The fact that you are still on Lee after all this time shows how dedicated you are to him. You are too awesome okay.