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Maggie's Nightmare

Maggie's Nightmare: Chapter Ten - Part Three

Hey Everyone!

Chapter Ten: Part Three is up!

As always, thank you for reading and following along with this story - you know I appreciate you all :-D

And, a Special Thank you to The Undead and chroniclesofcharnea for commenting on the last chapter - you rock! I absolutely love to get feedback, so thank you, thank you, thank you!

Now back to our story …
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Glenn’s POV – about 6 months after Woodbury (cont’d)

She was just laying there, so I took out my knife to cut her hands free … Then, I heard her scream out.

“No, please! Please don’t kill me!” Her puffy and swollen eyes were wide open with fear.

“Shh! Shhh!” I motioned for her to be quiet. “We’re not going to hurt you. We’re here to help.”

She started to sob. I reached down and grabbed her by her shoulders to pull her up off the ground and I felt her body shudder underneath my touch.

“I’m just going to cut your hands free … okay? That’s it.” I tried to calmly reassure her.

She continued to sob, but nodded her head.

I used my knife to cut her hands free, which she then quickly used to scoot away from us; putting as much distance between her and me and Daryl as she could.

“Look, miss. We’re not gonna hurt ya.” Daryl walked over to her and held out his hand to help her up.

“My name’s Daryl. This here is my friend, Glenn.”

She looked pretty traumatized, and looked back and forth at the two of us. I smiled and nodded indicating that she should take his hand; trying to show her we meant her no harm. Then, finally she gave a quick smile back and reached her hand up and Daryl pulled her to her feet. She stood up and brushed some of the hair from her face, then quickly wrapped her arms around her chest to cover herself.

“Oh!” I unzipped my jacket and quickly handed it to her so she could cover up.

She put on my jacket and zipped it up to the top.

“Thanks.”

“Sure, no problem”

She stood there for a moment just looking at us; guess she was trying to size up this new possible threat that stood before her.

“So, what’s your name?” I tried to break the ice.

“Alice. Alice Brennan.” She gave a slight smile.

Then, Daryl extended the invitation back to the prison.

“Well, Alice. We gotta group not too far from here. You’re welcome to come back there with us. We got a whole community of people – men; women; children. We’ve got room for ya and you would be completely safe.”

“Well …um ...” She replied slowly; letting her eyes trail to the ground in front of her, she crossed her arms in front of her as she thought about the invitation. Then, as if she had been woken from a dream, she looked up quickly and her eyes darted to the direction of the car. Before either of us could say anything, she started to run back towards the car.

“Andrew! Andrew!!”

Her feet stumbled a bit as she arrived at the driver’s side of the car. She stared into the car and tears leapt from her eyes, as she began to cry - hysterically. I ran over to her and grabbed her and pulled her away from the scene. She fell into my arms, turned and hugged me while she cried into my shoulder.

“I’m sorry about your friend.” I tried to console her.

“Andrew is … I mean was … my husband.”

“I am sorry about your husband, Alice. I’m sorry this happened to you.”

She looked up at me. I could see the utter hopelessness in her eyes.

“Andrew … he tried to save me.”

I walked with her and put some more distance between her and the car. I didn't want to seem callous, but I needed some questions answered.

“Do you mind if I asked what happened here?” I wanted to know more about this group; they seemed dangerous.

“Well …we had been staying at this house down the road, but we desperately needed to go out on a supply run. We headed out about a week ago, and we were just on our way back when … when those guys in those trucks drove up behind us. They drove up beside us; honking and yelling at us to pull over. Andrew told me to hold on and just drove faster; trying to outrun them. Then, one of the trucks came up from behind us and rear ended our car, while the other bumped us from the side. Andrew lost control of the car; it sent us off the road.”

She paused and looked over at the car again; a tear trailed down her cheek, but she continued.

“All of the men got out of their trucks and surrounded the car. They demanded that Andrew get out, and said that all they wanted were our supplies. Andrew looked over at me and said he didn’t have a good feeling about this and if anything happened that I should run. The men all pulled out their guns, one of them had a big gun and he fired a warning shot at the car hitting one of the tires. Andrew told me that if we gave them the supplies and the car that we should still make a run for the forest; they could have the car and the supplies, but there was no guarantee that they would still let us live. And, if for some reason we got separated, we should just meet up back at the house.”

Daryl had been looking over her car, assessing the situation. He then walked over to us so he could listen in more closely now; he looked extremely concerned. She looked over at him; their eyes met and she paused.

“So, what happened next?” I prompted her to continue.

“Well, Andrew got out of the car first. He told them they could have the supplies and the car even, and that we would just leave and let them take it. The guy in charge … I think … I kept hearing those men call him Meyers or something like that … he just laughed and walked over to Andrew and pointed the gun in his face.”

The tears came again. She pulled her hand up over her mouth to keep her cries from escaping. And, she tried to wipe the tears away, but they came too fast for her to keep up with.

“He told Andrew that he wanted our supplies and that his men wanted some time … with me. Well ... Andrew totally freaked out and made a run for the car. I was still inside so he started the car up and tried to back it up, but one of the trucks pulled up behind us. We were trapped. Andrew told me he wouldn’t let them do anything to me. I was just so scared; I wasn’t thinking … I just nodded. Then, the guy in charge, Meyers or whatever his name was, well … he … just opened fired at Andrew through the windshield of the car.”

Alice started to breakdown and her body just fell to the ground and crumpled; both of her hands went up and covered her face while she continued on with her story.

“He just shot him!! It was so fast, so loud. I didn’t have time to react. And, then there was just blood. Blood - everywhere!”

I knelt down beside her and nodded for Daryl to go back to the woman’s car. He knew what I meant – go check the guy out, make sure he’s really dead and then get any supplies that they can. These guys sounded very dangerous, and they shouldn’t stick around much longer to find out if they were going to come back or if their commotion had attracted any more walkers.

She continued with her story.

“Then, he walked over, took out a pistol and shot out the window on the driver’s side door where Andrew was still sitting and punched through the remaining glass. He reached in and hit the unlock button and unlocked all of our car’s doors. I couldn’t really tell what was going on outside. The only sound I could hear was the gurgling sounds that Andrew was making. All I could see was the blood that was spilling from his mouth as he took in his last breaths. The world disappeared when Andrew died – it stopped.”

Daryl walked over to one of the trucks the men left behind and had a back pack and several bags in tow. He dropped them in the bed of the truck and walked back over to us.

“Andrew died to protect me from what those men wanted to do with me. There’s no way he would let those men touch me, and he died because of it. I blame myself. I was too scared to save us both. If I would have just let them do what they wanted, maybe they would’ve let us live.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “What do you mean, Alice?”

“I would trade his life for anything right now. I would have let them do whatever they wanted if they would have spared his life. I could have made peace with that. But, living in this world without him, is something I don’t think I can deal with …”

Her words trailed off and she seemed to lose herself in her own thoughts. She was obviously traumatized. And, I couldn’t help but think of Maggie. This whole situation just kept reminding me of Maggie and the hell she went through.

“You’d do that to save him?” I asked.

“In a heart beat. Besides seeing me through this crazy thing we attempt to call a life now; Andrew was the only thing left in this world that made sense. He was the love of my life. Being left in this world without him is worse than anything they could have done to me. I know Andrew was trying to protect me, and I don’t know how he would have dealt with it. But, we would be alive and dealing with it together …”

Her eyes glazed over as she stared out; a blank expression covered her face. Her eyes swollen from crying, her face was blotchy; trails of tears had swept away the dirt that had been caked on her face. She looked so broken, and I thought of how Maggie had made that decision for us. She took the abuse in order to protect those she loved; to protect me. And, for the first time I understood why; I completely understood. This world didn’t make sense without me, without Hershel, without Beth. She would have taken anything he had to give her in order to keep us alive.

Daryl listened to her finish her story before interjecting.

“Listen, I don’t know how else to say this … but, we gotta get the hell outta here. No telling if those boys’ll be back. And, after that small herd of walkers we just killed; I’d don’t want to stick around to find out if they’ve got friends on their way too. So, we gotta pack up and go.”

I nodded in agreement; however, Alice just stared at Daryl; a dull emptiness overtook her expression and words. She knew he wasn’t trying to be insensitive, he was just stating the facts. She’d survived long enough with Andrew to know how this world works now, and he was right. They should leave, she had thought to herself. It’s what Andrew would have wanted. He died to protect her, so she picked herself up off the ground and wiped the tears from her face.

“You’re right … we outta go.”

“Okay, then. Looks like this truck over here has quite a bit of gas left in it and has all your supplies. So, we’re gonna take you in this truck back to our vehicles down the road and head back to our group. But, we gotta get a move on.”

Alice looked over at me and gave a half-hearted smile.

“I just need to get a couple of things out of the trunk of the car and I’ll be right over.”

She gave me a hug. “Thank you for saving me from those men. Andrew would have appreciated that.”

Then, she walked over to Daryl who stood awkwardly still as she wrapped her arms around him and thanked him too.

“Alright, miss. Just get whatever ya need out of your car and we’ll get on out of here.”

She nodded and walked over to her car. I followed Daryl over to the truck the men had left behind and looked inside the back. I could see there were several duffel bags, the back pack, and some other items that looked like camping gear and two big gas cans filled to the top.

“Looks like we got some extra supplies to bring back to the group.” I commented looking at all of the supplies the men had attempted to steal from this couple.

“Yeah, extra supplies and an extra person …” Daryl added. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and then brushed his hair back with his hand.

Then, we heard a loud crack that carried out through the deafening silence and made us both immediately flinch and quickly hit the ground – a gun shot!

Daryl and I both flinched and looked around quickly to determine where the gunshot came from. And, we caught the last moments before Alice hit the ground.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. Alice killed herself right there in front of us.

“Noooo ….!” I yelled and ran over to her. I fell to my knees and felt myself totally loose it. After everything, she was dead. She put a bullet in her head, and there was nothing we could do to save her. I just started to cry. This whole thing just reminded me so much of what had happened to Maggie and I. The attack, me being unable to save Maggie or Alice. It was all just too much.

Daryl walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder.

“There’s nothing we can do for her now, man. We gotta go.”

I looked up at him in despair, overwhelmed by the weight of this terrible secret I had been keeping inside.

“I couldn’t save her.”

“There’s nothing we could’ve done. They killed her husband and she didn’t want to live anymore. It was her choice. Come on, get up!”

Daryl knew we were pushing it. He reached down and grabbed me from underneath my arms and lifted me to my feet.

“Get in the truck, I’ll drive.”

I walked over to the car completely defeated. After everything … the shoot out with those men, the walkers … she was still dead. I couldn’t take it anymore. So, I got into the truck and closed the door. Daryl immediately started the truck, backed up and headed back in the direction of our trucks. Back in the direction of the prison; to Maggie.

I just kept thinking to myself … I couldn’t save either of them – not Maggie or Alice. Both women faced similar circumstances beyond their control. One survived a vicious attack and the other wasn’t attacked but lost the man she loved. There was never going to be a happy ending for either of them, there was a terrible outcome no matter what anyone did. It was a hard truth to finally accept.

END CHAPTER TEN: PART THREE

Notes

So, that's part three. Sad, I know. Poor Alice didn't make it. She never had a chance, really :-(

However, I wanted to show Glenn's reaction in dealing with a situation that made him come to terms with what happened to Maggie. He needed to accept the reality that there was never going to be anything he could do to save her and that they should focus on their lives now and enjoy the time they have together.

Let me know what you think; like it, love it, hate it ... it's good to know what you all think of the path the story takes. Your comments definitely guide me and keep me focused and keep me writing ;)

Please review, comment, or vote and rate this story on your way out. You know I love to hear from you :-D

Thanks,
Dahlia


Comments

oh my goodness. This is good. You have done an amazing job writing this. I am a little sad, I have reached the end and I like it so much. I need to finish it.... Im worried about what will happen. But I am excited

RedneckDaryl16 RedneckDaryl16
3/24/15

oh my goodness. This is good. You have done an amazing job writing this. I am a little sad, I have reached the end and I like it so much. I need to finish it.... Im worried about what will happen. But I am excited

RedneckDaryl16 RedneckDaryl16
3/24/15

This story is really good!!! I read My Guardian and I could not stop. I love Bethyl and Maggie and Glenn. I really hope you add to both stories...... I really cannot stop reading them.

Bethyl333 Bethyl333
3/23/15

This story is amazing! I love the way you're having The Governor be more like he was in the comics... poor Maggie! I also like that while this is mainly about Maggie and The Governor, you've put some Bethyl in there. Can't wait for the next chapter!

Anonymous101 Anonymous101
3/21/15

@The Viking

haha thanks:')

PizzaGlenn PizzaGlenn
2/21/15