LOVE SCARS || Daryl Dixon

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ISABELLÁ

MY HEAD POUNDED as the cheers echoed around my ears.
"Kill them!" They chanted.
Kill who? Where was I?

My eyes stayed glued shut as I persistently fought to open them. They slowly opened before slamming back shut again. I was in some sort or arena. There were blinding lights shining down on me.
I opened my eyes again before they failed me closing themselves. There were men surrounding the arena with guns. This wasn't okay.

I had to wake up.

I snapped my head up forcing my eyes open. I looked around seeing that I was going to be apart of these peoples entertainment.

My vision was still hazy as I tried to move to get out of the arena. Something held me back.
I looked down to see I was chained to some sort of block that was pressed against my chest.
A whipping block.

I looked up to see Merle stood on the sideline with a group of men. I looked at him with fear in my eyes, pleading he would help me. I knew he didn't owe me anything but maybe he would help... for Daryl.
"Izzy" he whispered shaking his head.

"Look who decided to wake up" a man said moving in front of cutting off my view of Merle. He wore an eye patch over his right eye, he had quite a rough looking face however he tried to make up for this with the way he dressed. He wore a blue shirt and smart trousers along with an over coat. My stomach churned while he smirked at me.
This wasn't going to end well.

"I don't think we had the pleasure to meet earlier" I said while starring at him challenging him.
He shot me a devilish grin. "I'm the Governor"
I let out a snigger before an eruption of laughter. He frowned a little taken back, so did Merle.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry" I said laughing. "It's just... the Governor... really?" I laughed.

His confusion now turned to anger.
"Out of everything you picked the Gov-"
He stopped me mid sentence before striking me across my face. My head snapped to the side from the force. I felt blood begin to trickle from my mouth. The bastard split my lip.
I turned my head back to him now laughing harder.
"You won't be laughing once I'm done with you" he threatened.

He walked over into the middle of the arena where Merle was.

"You know" The Governor started. "I...I should tell you that we'll be okay, that we're safe, that tomorrow we'll bury our dead and endure, but I...I won't, because I can't. Because I'm afraid"
Jesus fucking Christ. This guy.
He was playing up the the crowd.

"LIAR" I yelled trying to pull myself free of the block "you kidnapped us, you beat Glenn and fucking raped Maggie"

"I'm afraid of terrorists who want what we have" he said gesturing towards me.
I tossed my head back growling through gritted teeth in frustration.
"They want to destroy us! And worse... because one of those terrorists... is one of our own. Merle..." As he said this Merle looked around shocked as if he wasn't expecting this.