Are we really living?//TWD

THIRTY-SIX

Eventually the party ended and it's was maybe 10pm, so everyone slowly started falling asleep.

I sit next to sleeping Judith in her crib on the floor, she looks so beautiful and so lovely. I can't wait until she grows up, she's going to be awesome and she will kick ass.

I turn my attention to Carl, as he lays down trying to get himself to sleep. He had one had one hand under the back of his head while the other is on his stomach.

"ti è piaciuta la festa?" I ask him
(Did you like the party?)

He shrugs. "Is was fine, the kids there we're pretty cool too." He answers. "There's this one girl though, Enid. She's not weird but she is full of mysteries." He says.

A girl is on his mind.

I remember when I first met Frankie, damn that was pretty long ago.

"Madrina?" Carl asks out. I 'hmm' to him. "Can you tell me one of the times in the army when you got shot?" He asks.

"I was shot a lot so I'll tell, you one where I was shot the most." I say rubbing my palms together starting the story.

I sit with my back against the wall we made waiting for them to attack us. I'm wearing this hot ass camo uniform, I haven't showered in so long I lost track, and I'm holding a rifle in my hands.

"Ay yo, Italian" Murphy calls out for me. He's further away from me on my left, he gets really fucking annoying.

"What?" I ask him turning my head towards him. I just want this to be over with.

"Why did you join the army?" He asks. Really? That's all? We are about to go to war and that's all he has to ask.

"I had just gotten out of prison when I first joined." I deadpan and hurts eyes widen in the process. "How about you Murphy? Why did you join the military?" I ask him sucking my top teeth.

Before he could answer shots were fired from the other side. Hot damn, shits about to go down.

I turn my head towards the other side with my rifle and I start firing at the other side. Shit.

"What the hell is going on down there!?" Lieutenant Williams yells through, this guy named Tex. He's basically the man in charge right now while the Lieutenant Williams is scoping the area.

"Shots have been fired-" he says but then gets shot in neck and out of instinct I duck down.

I finally take a look around and half of us is down or dead. I try to run towards the injured but then a grenade was thrown.

"Get down!" I yell on the top of my lungs, I run over to a light skinned guy, to take cover. This is the closest I've been to man and I feel weird, even though I saved his life.

I hear and feel the rumble of the grenade exploding. I still hear shots, but the explosion is over so far. I sit up on my knees looking at the guy.

"Thanks" he says and I grab his hand pulling him up, I keep running but I feel these 3 stings in my stomach as if something bit me.

I look down at my abdomen and I realized, I've been fucking shot. "Hot damn" I whisper then I cover my stomach with my hand.

More grenades have been thrown and more people fall, I'm surprised I'm not deaf yet.

I drop to my knees next to the familiar guy Tex, but he's not blinking or his chest isn't moving, dead.

I take off my top camo vest not caring anymore, to be honest I don't care if I die.

"This is Germanotta, we need help, people are dying and their dead. Shit" I say into the radio hoping someone would answer, my vision is blurry I think my head is bleeding.