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Chapter 18

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"Are you coming with me or not?" Rick asked, walking into my bedroom.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"A quick run, then I'm going to check the walls." He answered.

"Okay, let me get dressed." I replied, pushing him out of my room.

I picked out a blue flannel, a white t-shirt to go under it, and black skinny jeans.

I laced up my combat boots before walking downstairs.

Walking outside, I didn't see Rick anywhere.

"There's the bitch that hit me!" A man yelled, walking toward me at a very fast pace.

I froze on my porch, kinda impressed by how fast he got to me.

I screamed, his hands wrapped around my throat and he shoved me against the side of my home.

I gasped for air, trying to reach for my knife.

"Let go of her!" People screamed as his hands tightened around my throat.

I coughed, everything getting blurry and dark.

He was pulled off of me and thrown to the ground.

I landed on my butt, gasping for air as everyone watched me intently.

"You okay?" Spencer asked, pulling me up.

Once my lungs were filled with air again, I finally answered him.

I looked into the yard, Rick on top of the guy who was strangling me.

I watched as people were pulling Rick off of him, Rick's fist hitting him over and over.

"Everyone go back home!" Deanna ordered.

"Here, drink this." Carol ordered, handing me a glass of water.

I gulped it down, my throat sore as I did so.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Spencer asked, his hand still wrapped around my arm.

"Yeah." I replied, my chest heaving up and down.

"Exile him immediately." Spencer ordered.

"We have to be fair about this--" Deanna started, but got cut off.

"That is fair. Look what he did to her!" Spencer shouted, moving my hair back to reveal my bruised neck.

"You're lucky I didn't have my weapons." Rick stated, his knuckles bleeding.

"How can we sleep at night knowing there's a man in here who tried to kill someone?" Rosita asked.

"Exactly." Spencer replied.

"Are you okay?" Michonne asked, running up on the porch.

I nodded, walking off of the porch.

"God, you broke his face." Tara told Rick.

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