Lindsey's POV:
Woman's voice:
"Lindsey? Lindsey dear, come... Breakfast is ready."
"Me and your father have something very important to tell you, sit, sit!"
Man's voice:
"We're having a baby, Lindsey. You're gonna be an older sister!!"
I blink.... Once.... Twice.... Everything.... Gone. Once.... Twice.... Mom? Dad? Once.... Twice.... Cannibals! Once.... Twice.... Everyone's a cannibal!!
Distant voice:
"Lindsey! Lindsey! LINDSEY!!"
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"Lindsey! Lindsey wake up! Wake up!" I feel shoving and pushing as I sit up screaming on the bed. My heart is pounding hard on my chest and my palms, face, and forehead are sweaty. I look up and see the boy sitting beside me with a worried face. "Carl?" I blink. "I thought something went wrong like a walker came in or something. You were screaming the whole time, so I ran here to see what was going on." He said.
"I - I had a bad dream that's all. I don't need your help." I breathe deeply. It took a moment to process the fact that he was on the bed beside me. As soon as he noticed his face began to turn pink. "Well I'll just go then if everything's fine. Your dad isn't in here?" He pushed his hair back from his face. "It seems so." I said, "He's always up early."
He clears his throat, "Well we're having a group meeting later. Michonne said if you were still interested she's ready to teach you anytime. So yea, later!" He flicks his fingers gesturing goodbye and walks out. Alone in this room I think back to the dream. It was just a nightmare. Mom and dad were telling me about me being an older sister.
Way before all of.... this started, but then Carl woke me up. Thank god he did. I get up, make my bed, and equip myself with a knife. I've always enjoyed sharp things. They've always been my favorite weapon and to see the lady with the long sword really left me speechless. Did such beautiful weapon ever exist? Apparently!
I step out the room and into the hallway. There lies motorcycle dude with a crossbow around his back sound asleep. He must've gotten back here late last night from returning the bag of weapons. It was only a while that I looked at him before I started to walk towards the sunlight. It was really bright compared to the indoors of the Inn.
"Lindsey!" I hear someone call my name. I see Michonne walk towards me, "If you still want to learn I'm free right now." She smiles. "I'm Michonne by the way." She said. "I know. Carl introduced me to you back at the road and yea I would like to learn. I think it's pretty cool!" I told her. "Alright, just make sure you tell your daddy just to be sure he's ok with it I'll be over there by the car."
I nod and look for my father. Everything is really open here. Like a small town or shopping center full of stores that you can walk too. Of course, this is Georgia, so most of the view is covered by trees. I see my dad sitting on the concrete floor in the corner of the Inn with Brenda.
I come close to him and crouch down. "Good Morning dad" I say as I kiss him on the cheek. "Mornin' Lindsey!" He smiles. "So listen, you know how the world is.... You know." I say. "Yea?" He asks. "Dangerous" I continue, "And you know I need to start learning how to protect myself besides using small kitchen stabbing knives right?"
He nods. "That lady over there offered to teach me how to use the sword... And I was wondering if-" he cuts me off, "Of course you can learn just make sure someone else is with you just for um safety. Can't be there, I have to watch over Brenda." I jump up in joy as I give him a big hug. "Ohhh thank you daddy!" I say excitingly.
I let go as I begin to quickly run towards Michonne. "Be careful!!" I hear him yell. "I will!" I shout back. I see her talking to that Carl kid, laughing and giggling. As they see me come near their faces get serious. "Well I better go." He says as he looks at me while raising his brow. He begins to walk away, "Wait!" I say. He slowly turns facing me. I look down, "My father said he wants someone besides Michonne to be their for safety."
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I'll remember us (A Carl Grimes Fan Fiction OC/AU)
Fanfiction⚠️Warning! Grusome/Sexual Content ⚠️ In a world where the resurrection of the human being has morphed into a different meaning. Two teens are trying to survive the Apocalypse of the Dead. Read from the perspective of Lindsey Patcher and Carl Grimes...
