The next few weeks roll by. Each day If Jake approached me, Carl would take me away by either wrapping his arm around me or carrying me away. I know he's jealous, but I don't understand why. Every time I pass Jake he just makes crappy jokes about my height, I'm mean, that's not flirting. But then again, no ones ever flirted with me before, so I don't really know what it's like. Even though I hate Jake with all my soul, he actually has helped us, a lot. Daryl and him go off on hunts and bring back meat, ever since he got here we haven't had a day go by without any food. I would go and thank him, but he's such a cocky dick that I don't want to give him praise.
Me and Carl sit in the corner of the room playing cards. He chuckles as he looks at his hand, I'm guessing he has a good one. I'm not really good at cards, and I'm the worst at go fish so I know I'm going to lose.
"Got any twos?" I ask. Carl looks through the cards quickly and then chuckles.
"Go fish." He smiles. "Got any fives?" I skim through my cards. God dammit, why is Carl so good at this game?
I put the two fives down and Carl picks them up and puts them in his pack. "Got any sevens?" I say. He shuffles through his cards and for a minute I see hint of despair, but Carl quickly covers it up by chuckling, I know for a fact now that that look of despair is because Carl has a seven.
"Go fish," he says cockily. He tilts his head up slightly to show how superior he is.
"You absolute liar, i know you have a seven." I say, laughing.
"No I actually don't, do you doubt me princess?" He smirks. Princess? He has got to be kidding me.
"If you don't have a seven, then let me look through your Cards." I fold my arms. He shakes his head. "Exactly, just admit your cheating Carl." He shakes his head again. This was getting old, I leap on top of him and snatch the cards out of his arms. And just as I suspected, I see three sevens in his pack. "YOU ABSOLUTE LIAR!" I scream at him.
"Aww your so cute when your angry." He pinches my nose and kisses me gently on the cheek. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. "lets face the truth April, I won that game fair and square." I arch my eyebrow at him and he laughs. He starts to come closer to my face and butterflies start to fly around my stomach. Carls lips touch mine gently at first but the kiss soon becomes hungry and I gasp, my hands tangle in his hair, and the sheriff hat falls off his head.
Someone coughs and interrupts us. Jake stands by my empty chair and he tuts at both of us. "The next thing you know he's going to be taking you off to bed, so be glad that I stopped him there."
"Oh piss off Jake." I say, Carl growls under his breath, I bring his body closer to mine so he knows that I don't want anyone else but him. Carl sticks his middle finger up at him, and Jake acts shocked, but it soon turns into a smug exspression.
"Just because you joined our group five weeks ago doesn't mean I like you anymore then when you first turned up." Carl snaps.
"Aw such kind words you say, I don't like you guys anyway, trust me. You, sheriff boy," He points a finger at Carl, "never fail to irritate me." Then Jake turns his gaze to me and it's so intense that I try to hide from it by bringing Carl even closer to me. "And you, well if this boy never treats you right, then you always have me to come to." He winks and walks away.
"That's it!" Carl starts to get up, I struggle to keep him down.
"Listen Carl, Carl listen to me." I urgently say, "he's just a cocky dick, I hate his guts, why would I leave you after all the things you have done for me?"
He hesitates, Carl then hangs his head in disgrace but I lift it up with my finger, he's blue eyes stare in to mine. "Okay, I'm sorry April." He apologises.
"Hey, don't apologise, it's not your fault he's such an ass."
Carl soon gets his cockiness back, he picks his sheriff hat off the floor and puts it in my head. "Speaking of asses, I haven't seen yours today." He lifts me up and I yell with surprise. "Yep, it's still looking good."
"If you like my ass so much why don't you just name it?" I laugh.
"Good idea, hello Brenda, I'm Carl and you are a really good looking ass."
"BRENDA!?" I scream. Carl puts me down on the floor again and grabs my hand.
"Yeah Brenda, it's a hot name." He teases. I mumble curse words under my breath, he overhears and pouts, "Aw don't be sad, your so much hotter then her." I laugh and tilt the sheriff hat on my head. Carl pulls my hand signalling that I should follow him. He pulls me through the church until we are outside.
We both lay on the ground, his hand clasped in mine. A moan comes from around a tree and I release my grip on Carls hand, I fumble for my knife, the walker wears a blue button down shirt and half it's face has been blown off, revealing the skin and bone underneath. With all my strength I stab the knife into its head, it falls to the ground.
Carl comes up behind me and wraps his hands around my waist, his head rest on my shoulder and he nuzzles into my neck. "Your one badass chick." he mutters, I push him off me and laugh, "god that sheriff hat is so sexy on you!" He laughs and smiles at me.
"Carl your such a flirter!" I say, he nods, agreeing with me. Carl looks down at his toes he bends down and picks a white daisy off the grass, He then takes the sheriff hat off my head and inserts the daisy behind my ear.
"God your so beautiful." he mutters.
"Eww no I'm not." And it's true, I hate the way I look. I hate my personality, my face and i hate,
me.
"Shut up, you are the strongest and most beautiful girl I have ever seen, don't think anything different." He smiles, he must not of seen many girls then.
I grab hold of his hand and squeeze it, my cheeks flush red and I look down at my feet. "Oh God, if only your brother could see you now." he tears up and so do I.
***********
OH MY GOD THANKS SO MUCH FOR 500 READS, I LOVE YOU GUYS!
YOU ARE READING
Deception
Fanfiction[dih-sep-shuh n] the act of deceiving; the state of being deceived. When a girl falls in love with a boy like in all cliche romance novels, but with zombies and misleading personas.
