Dixon's Girl

Chapter 18 Come back....be here

It's been about 6 hours since they went on the run. I paced back and forth in my cell.

I heard foot steps and Beth appeared at my cell door.

"Their back...." She said. But I heard her mumble "well...not all of them" after that she walked away.

I ran outside to help them. I saw them get out of the car. I saw Dad Rick and Michone.

"Wait where's Carl?" I questioned.

Michone walked up to me. "I'm sorry Faith but he didn't make it."

"Wait, are you trying to tell me Carl is gone...dead?!"

"I'm so sorry." Michone said.

"Come on guys this joke isn't funny anymore. Carl come out!"

"Faith it's not a joke. This is serious!" Rick said.

I thought for a second. Carl is gone....dead. And we just got married. I have his 2 kids.

And then it processed. I fell to the ground. I sobbed. Carl is gone forever.

I screamed. "No this isn't happening. This is a joke. This isn't real. This is just a fucked up nightmare!"

"No Faith this is 100% real. I swear!" Dad said walking over to me.

He tried to hug me, but I pulled away. "No! Don't touch me! You let him go!" I screamed I got up and I ran.

~the next day~

I woke up to a cold bed. He's gone.

I walked outside. When I looked around nobody was there.

I walked outside. The cold air stung my cheeks as I walked.

I walked to the graves. When I got there everyone was around one spot with their heads bowed.

I pushed through everyone. When I got to the middle I saw what it was.

They made Carl a grave even though we don't have his body. It was right next to Lori's.

"C-can we have a c-ceremony?" I asked. "I just want to say goodbye" it was so hard to get those last words out.

"Of course" Hershel said calmly.

"Thanks. I really needed that" I smiled weakly.

I ran into the jail to my cell. I grabbed a paper. And I ran back outside.

"Okay, I wrote these a long time ago. And I know we don't have phones anymore. But I wrote this before the apocalypse."

I took a deep breath in. The tears started streaming down my face as I said....

"I constantly find myself calling you. Over and over again. It always goes to voicemail. But as your static voice comes through the speaker, I begin to sob. And every time, the recording tells me you're busy, I pray that one day that one day you will pick up your phone, answer my texts, or even call back. But you never will again. Because as the tears stream down my face, I remember that you aren't doing anything at all. Because you're body is in a casket six feet under me." I sobbed hard. And so did every one else.

"I also wrote this song I hope you like it" ( I do not actually own this song) "it's called Make You Feel My Love." I said.

I took a deep breath as I began to sing "when the rain is blowing in your face and the whole world is on your case I could offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love

When the evening shadows and stars appear and there's no one there to dry your tears I could hold you for a million years to make you feel my love.

I know you haven't made your mind up yet but I will never do you wrong. I've known it from the moment we met no doubt in my mind where you belong.

I'd go hungry I'd go black and blue. And I'd go crawling down the avenue no there's nothing that I wouldn't do to make you feel my love.

The storms are raging on the rolling sea and on the highway of regret. The winds of change are blowing wild and free you haven't seen nothing like me yet.

I could make you happy make your dreams come true. Nothing that I wouldn't do. Go to the ends of the earth for you, to make you feel my love, to make you feel my love."

But as I finished I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to something incredible......