Lost

Chapter 24/ Jordan & Olivia

Olivia's POV

A pounding headache and a burning sensation in my leg. I lifted my head and saw my cut up leg wrapped up.

"Oh thank god." I look over and see Rick. He runs up and hugs me. "What happened?" I ask, my voice is all groggy.

"You were hit by a fire truck and you broke your leg." He states. I collapse and sigh. Only I would be hit by a fire truck in the zombie apocalypse.

"Where's Jordan?" I ask. Rick takes a deep breath and bites his lip. "I don't want you to worry."

I was already worried! What happened? "What happened to her?" I demanded.

"She's gone." He whispered. Anger boils down deep in the pit of my stomach. What?!

I grab my cane and hobble as quickly as I can out of the church. Rick follows me. "I need to be alone." I fake cry.

He sighs "Olivia, I'm sorry." I fake cry a little more. "I need to be alone." I repeat.

He nods. "Some of us are going on a run, we'll look for her." I nod as he walks back into the church.

I pull out my knife from my holster and grab my cane. I don't give up that easy Rick Grimes.

I walk down through the forest. After a few minutes or so I see a figure in the distance. "Jordan?!" I call.

It turns around and my heart stops beating.

It was my mother.

She walks over to me. "Darling I missed you." She tried to hug me but I pushed her away. I pointed my knife at her.

"Wow, still a feisty bitch." She kicks my leg out from under me and I fall to the ground. Pain flies through me and I grimace.

She grabs a rock on the ground and hits me in the head until I black out.

Jordan's POV

I screamed in pain. He brought the whip down again and again, over and over.

"P-please stop!" I beg.

"Shut up!" My dad yells as he brings the whip down again.

I scream bloody murder. He continued and wouldn't stop.

"Here's the other one." My mother yelled as she threw Olivia in the dirty, cold, and dark basement.

I cried as I saw her unconscious.

"P-please don't hurt her!" I begged.

I was kicked in the stomach. I screamed loudly. I held my now bleeding abdomen.

"P-please leave her alone..." I whimpered.

"I don't listen to filthy rats!" My mother screamed as she kick Olivia in the stomach.

This woke up poor Olivia.

"Olivia!" I sobbed.

"J-Jordan!" Olivia yelled once she saw me.

She struggled to get up.

"Don't you dare touch her you asshole!" Olivia screamed at my dad.

He smirked and grabbed my hair.

"Did you tell that little bitch what happened to you before we sent you away?" My dad smirked.

"Shut up!" I cried.

Olivia looked at us curiously.

"I took something of your sister's and she and never get it back." He laughed evilly.