Deception

Chapter 9

It's been three months since I joined the group and a lot has happened.

Beth has gotten used to life without a hand.

Maggie and Glenn have had a small wedding ceremony, here at the church, so I guess there technically married.

Rick has warmed up to me, along with the rest of the group.

Daryl still doesn't talk to me but glares at me most of the time.

And last of all, me and Carl have actually become good friends. We go on supply runs together, mostly talk to each other and look after Judith together.

We're just friends though, nothing more.

Dawn breaks and I wake up and get changed. I put on a pair of black skinny jeans , black socks, black timberlands and a baggy grey t shirt with a green, fur free, Parker coat. Carl comes into the room wearing his usual outfit. The sheriff hat perched on top of his head.

We both put weapons in our belts and and guns in our holsters.

Picking up the barrel gun from the corner of the room, I swing the gun over my back for a last resort weapon.

"You ready?" Carl says

"Yeah let's go." We both walk outside and start towards the nearest town, which is located two miles away. We always do the supply runs, Rick doesn't want us to but, come on we're teenagers of course were going to break the rules.

While walking we stay in silence, occasionally Carl would tell a crappy joke, causing me to shake my head in disgrace.

God he's annoying.

We reach the village at 12:00pm and check for 'walkers'

None are visible so we split up, I go into a shop basement while Carl go's into the the shop above me. Before I go down the stairs he grabs my arm. " Call if you need anything." He says.

"Trust me I'll be fine." I laugh at his concern.

"Okay well just be careful."

I walk down the stairs, my gun pointed in front of me, hand on the trigger. I see nothing, the basement has stocked up shelfs filled with canned fruit and beans. I shake my head and laugh, looks like I hit the jackpot. Unzipping the bag, I start to drop food into it. Carls going to be so jealous that I've found all of this.

Something hard hits my head and I fall to the ground, on the way down I drop my gun and the bag with all the food in.

I groan and roll over, holding the back of my head with my hands. A shape slaps my cheek and I stumble back. My eyes adjust to the lighting of the room and in front of me are three guys. All in there early twenties, and all of them smiling.

"Look what we've got here boys," the guy who wears a red jacket smirks. The others nod and start towards me. I get my knife out of my belt and point it towards them.

"STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME, OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!" I shout.

How the hell has Carl not heard me, I mean when I shout, I shout pretty loudly.

All three off the guys laugh at me and a guy with black stubble pouts and then laughs.

"Looks like this ones got quite a temper." He says.

One of them runs at me and grabs my arms, then locks them behind my back. I scream and fall to my knees. The guy with the red jacket pushes me onto my back and sits on top of me.

Jesus Christ, this guy weighs a ton.

I've never been in a situation like this before, I don't know what to do. My head bangs and my cheek is bright red where one of the guys slapped me.

A guy with green eyes come over and plays with my hair, I scream and he laughs. I can't catch my breath, I can't talk either. My breathing becomes faster and my eyes water with tears.

"Aww don't cry, we will take good care of you." The guy with green eyes whispers

I finally gather up some strength and kick the guy sitting on top of me in the balls, He yells and I crawl along the floor to retrieve my knife, that was knocked out of my hand on the way to the ground.

I clutch the knife and swing towards the nearest guy. it slashes his checks and he yells in frustration. The guy with the red jacket is still lying on the ground, clutching his balls.

What a pussy.

I get knocked back onto the ground by the guy with black stubble and I groan from the impact. The other guys come back to me and hold me down. I scream even louder then before.

Where there hell was Carl?

"Your quite feisty aren't you?" One of them says, I squirm under their grip.

"Stop moving!" Another one says in frustration. Someone runs down the stairs and yells my name.

Carl

"LET GO OF HER." He screams.

This is the temper I've warned myself about.

The guy with green eyes grabs Carls arms making him drop his gun.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER, OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOU!" He screams.

The guy sitting on top of me looks at Carl and continues to play with my hair. Taunting him. Cark screams with frustration and yells curse words at the people around us.

"Aww this is so sweet, a boy fighting to get a girl." The guy sitting in top if me laughs. my cheeks flush red and so do Carls.

I manage to push him off me and grab my gun, I point it at at the guy who was on top of me and I fire. Carl steps on the guy holding him downs toes, then grabs his gun and fires at the two remaining guys. They both drop to the ground, Dead. I stand in shock. To stunned to do anything.

I kick the nearest guys head. I kick it again and again and I scream Again and again while doing so.

Carl comes up behind me and embraces me in a hug. I don't struggle against his grip, I welcome it.

"It's okay," he whispers while stroking my hair," I've got you, I promise I won't let anything like that happen to you ever again." He tightens his hug and I cry into his shoulder "I've got you, and I won't ever let you go." he says "ever."