"I'll cut the boy's other eye out and feed it to his father. And then we'll start!" Negan exclaims as he raises his bat. No one says a word as he brings it down and smashes it into Lauren's head. She falls sideways, away from me, so I can't see her.

I wake up in a sweat. This nightmare has been going on for about two weeks, ever since we left that clearing. Now we serve the Saviors. They're supposed take half our food and weapons, but they almost always take more than that. I've kept her axe hidden in the woods so they won't take it, even though they'll kill me for having it. Who would've thought that I, Carl Grimes, had emotions?

I look out at the dark sky indicating that's it's barely morning. I stumble out of bed, deeming it useless to try and fall asleep again because I'll probably just have another nightmare. These past events have led me to have nightmares about my past, my past friends, and even my mom. It's weird how that happenes.

I quickly change out of my sweat soaked shirt and into a flannel and throw jeans on over my boxers. I clip on my gun, the one weapon Negan allowed me to keep after he took my knife, and quietly head downstairs so I don't wake up Judy who will in turn wake up Michonne.

I go through the back door since the front door squeaks too much and out the back gate. The cool morning air nips at my face as I walk down the empty street to the infirmary. Since Denise is dead and Lauren is gone, I've been teaching my self how to clean and change the bandages around my eye socket. We have a new doctor but he's just learning, teaching himself from the books.

"Hey Carl." Eric greets me as I walk in. I nod to him in return. "Why are you here so early?"

"I could ask you the same."

He shrugs. "I can't sleep knowing Aaron is out there. I mean, I know he's safe with your dad but still."

He goes back to reading his medical book and I'm thankful he doesn't ask again why I'm here before daybreak. No one knows about my nightmares. It would just make everyone pity me and I'm tired of people doing that already because I'm "such a young boy who shouldn't have witnessed those deaths" Which I think is crap. No one should witness that, but we did and we have to move forward.

I grab all the things that I remember Lauren and Denise grabbing when they helped me change my bandage and go to the small bathroom that was right in the middle of two rooms, one of which I was in after I got shot. Most people would say they're invincible after being shot twice and almost dying both times, but I don't even think that one bit. No one's invincible these days.

I try my best to disinfect and bandage my wound, which for the 14th time isn't bad.

I walk out to find Eric organizing the pills. He smiles and wipes his palms on his pants. "Just trying to make it easier for when the Saviors get here."

"That's a waste of time." I scoff and walk out the door. I know I'm being mean, but the Saviors are going to take whatever they want, not what they're supposed to take.

The sun barely peaks over the horizon and makes the sky a bright orange-pink color. I walk down the street, back to my house. I can't help but glance over to the house across from mine, hoping that maybe a grumpy man with a crossbow will be sitting on the front porch, arguing with crazy Susey homemaker while a short blonde girl rolls her eyes as she bounds hops down the porch stairs with a smiling, dark haired, boy kissing his girlfriend on the sidewalk. But it's dark and motionless. Carol left and we don't know where. She left a day before we got caught by Negan. Daryl and Lauren got taken by the Saviors as prisoners or dead for all I know. Oscar died in the attack by the wolves.

I tear my eyes away from the lonely home and open my front gate, but then i suddenly close it. Staying home would be boring.

I walk to the corner of the wall, not to far from my house, you can see it through the kitchen window. I shimmy up it with the help of the small metal sticks that Enid found to use to stick through the holes and help climb up.

Once over, I begin to walk through the woods without really thinking where I was going. I ended up in the spot where Enid and I come to read. I've started hanging out with Enid again even though she lied to Lauren about her and me being in a relationship. But I honestly felt bad because she told me about how her parents died and everything, and for some reason I connected to her.

I hear a rustling in the leaves behind me and quickly spin around and aim my gun at it.

"Woah." Enid squeaks and puts her hands up.

I lower my gun. "Sorry. I thought you might've been a walker or something."

She rolls her brown eyes. "I came to bring you back. Your dad, Aaron, and Jesus just came back and said that they saw the Saviors heading this way."

"Crap. We better hurry up then." I say and walk next to her. We jog back to the south wall and climb back up and over. I can see the trucks just entering through the gates from the top as i hop over. I help Enid down and we quickly walk to the front gates.

By the time we make it up there, the Saviors are already loading stuff up. "Negan is here." Someone informs us as the front gates open to reveal a black truck.

It drives in and I try to look through the windows but they're tinted heavily. Negan hops out of the driver's side and orders someone in the back to hand him Lucille. Dwight walks over from Daryl's motorcycle and stands by Negan.

"Sorry I'm late to my own party!" He smiles once he slams the driver's side door shut. "I just wanted to make a big entrance and all. To show who the real boss is." He says it as if this life is just a game. Dad walks up next to me. "Rick! Just the man I want to see! You got my stuff?" Dad just looks at him and Negan sucks his teeth. "I brought you a suprise, Rick. You should be grateful," he looks over at me. "And you too."

He goes around to the other side of the truck and opens the back door. He says something to the person in the back, but I can't tell what. The door closes with a thud.

My heart quickens as I see blonde hair follow behind Negan.

"Lauren?" I ask hopefully. The girl's head snaps up. I would expect to see something else but fear in her eyes. Negan pulls dad to the side. I run over to her and tackle her in a hug. It takes me a moment to realize that she doesn't hug me back. Instead she pushes me away. "Lauren. You're okay. " I whisper. Her breathing quickens and she stumbles away from me.

"Get away from me." She says in a panic.

I step back, hurt that she seems afraid of me. "What'd they do to you?"

"Stop." She holds her head and whimpers.

"But Lauren-"

"Stop! Please!" She shouts and falls to her knees in pain. I look over at dad and his suprise is the same as mine. He turns back to Negan.

"What'd you do to her?!" He yells at him.

Negan acts as if he didn't even notice Lauren crying and shaking. "Oh! That! I just wouldn't talk around her and she'll be fine." He pats Rick on the back and walks off. Dad and I both rush over to her.

"Who is that?" Zainab runs over to us. She gasps when she recognizes her face. "Oh my God." She whispers and Lauren whimpers."What'd they do to her?" Zainab kneels beside us.

"Stop." Lauren cringes up again and I put my arm on her shoulder. She shrinks away from it. As if my touch hurt her.

Negan came wandering back. "I think it's time to put her away. Wouldn't want anyone else trying to talk to her. Wouldn't want her to go into cardiac arrest or some other crap." He snaps his fingers st Dwight and points to Lauren who is still shaking.

Dwight pushes me out of the way and I fall backwards. He starts to gently help pull her up to her feet and I open my mouth to argue the same time Zainab does, but dad gives us a look and shakes his head no.

I look helplessly as Lauren is put into the back seat. I can't lose her again.

"I would love a tour of the place, Rick, but I really must be leaving. Places to go. Things to do. People to see." He looks out at the other trucks being closed up and sighs. "You people should be grateful that we only took a third. Next time we get all of our half." He gets in the driver's seat, shuts the door and rolls down the window. "Toodaloo!" He waves his fingers and leads the trucks out of Alexandria.

"Carl-" Dad tries to put a hand on my shoulder but I move to avoid it and storm off, Enid follows behind me.

"That wasn't Lauren." Enid mumbles. "That wasn't the same girl you met."

"You don't think I don't know that?" I stop and turn to face her. "That was Lauren. Just a broken version of her." She rolls her eyes and storms off in the direction of her house.

"Whatever." I mumble under my breath. I walk home, kicking every pebble in sight. Once home, I ignore Michonne's attempt to try and get me to talk and head up to my room.

"What'd they do to you?" I ask Lauren's dog tags that lay on my nightstand. We got her message, but just chose to ignore it. I know it wasn't the smartest thing to do, but we thought it was a chance that we could save the others, instead it just got them killed and captured.

A/N: What's up guys! First chapter of the sequel! Yay! Hope it was good, but if not then please stick around! I swear it'll get exciting!

Oh! And if you look really closely at the title, you can see a little suprise I photoshoped in. :) 

Stay in the salt circle Niall, so the walkers don't get ya!

~Zombiefighter01