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"Dad. Your a boy. And I need to talk to a boy" "please tell me you don't need that talk. Or your pregnant" "no! Ew. Uh" I pull him to privacy. "I like someone, but I'm almost a hundred percent sure he doesn't like me" "okay. Who is it?" I sigh. "Your gonna make fun of me and say it'll never happen. You'll go tell him." "No I won't Hun." "Okay. Promise you'll tell me advice if I tell you?" "Promise" he held out his pinky. "Dad, I'm not five." "okay. Sorry" he swore. a few seconds later he said "grimes" "how'd you know?!" I whisper shout. "I know my baby girl" "well, help me. Please. I'll do anything." "Desperate?" "A little. He's so cute" I flip over on his bed and look up at him. "I'll talk to him about you" "no! I mean, don't tell him a word" "okay" he says, walking out. I walk to the grass in the prison yard and think.

Daryl's perspective
I walk to mirte and Carl's cell. They share, and to be honest, if he likes her, and she likes him, an they share a cell with a curtain, that scares me a little. If she is ever pregnant, I blame carl. As soon as I walk in carl rushes up to me. "Can we talk?"

Carl's perspective
"Can we talk? I rush up to daryl. A muscular man, who is my crushes dad. "About?" I sit on his bed. "Mirte" "yeah. I came here for the same thing" he said. What? "I'll let you go first" he said. "She likes you. A lot." "Thank god! I like her a lot" "well you sure don't show it" "yeah. I know. I'm bad at that" "obviously. well, don't tell her I told you" "okay. Thanks daryl" "yeh" he said. I run out to the prison yard and see her getting shoved In a truck. I run to her and try to help her get out but they throw me in too. She looks at me with a look of fear. I try to smile at her. It's weak, but it's something. Tears start running down her face.
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We're in this torture room. They've done just about anything you can think of to mirte. Beaten her, done things... to her, busted her ankle with a baseball bat. The torture they put me through was watching that. They throw her down, then me after her." "I'll leave you two lovers alone." She starts to cry. "I had horrible torture too" I reached out to touch her, but she flinched. she couldn't say anything. she was mentally and emotionally abused and scarred forever, along with physically. "I had to see the one I love go through unthinkable pain and torture" she turns to look at me like I'm mad. "i love you, and I won't let this happen again" "you could have helped the first time, of you had really loved her" said the guy. He turned to face mirte, who was looking at the floor in front of where she sat in a ball at. "He doesn't love you, or he would have stopped me from doing what I did to you!" He yells, getting in her face. "But I won't let it happen again!" I yell fiercely. He socks me in the face, and I lay on the ground. Someone else barges in the door and an arrow goes through the mans head. Maggie, Daryl and dad barge in. Maggie looks at her, then exchanges looks with daryl and dad. Maggie looks at me, and I shook my head and looked at the floor, signaling what had happened. Daryl, Mirte's own father tried to help her up, but she flinched. "Baby girl, it's just me" she shivered when he called her that. "That's what they called her when they..." daryl turned to me, maggie now trying to help mirte up. "When they what?" He yelled. "What did they do, son" asked dad. "You know what they did. You can't blame what you thought on me! I had to watch all this go down. I couldn't do a thing!" I yelled, scaring mirte to her wits end. She jumped a lot. we all got In the car. maggie sat by mirte. "Did they..." she trailed off. mirte looked down. She won't speak. She won't tell them. She won't do anything. she hugged mirte, but before you could snap, mirte flinched away. This would affect her for a while. Maggie walks mirte to her cell and i follow. "I'm gonna go get her some water" maggie leaves. "You don't have to be afraid of me. I would never do anything like that to you. Ever. I would never slap you like that. I couldn't even think about myself being able to do that to my love, even if I wanted to". (Spoiler! In the episode where dawn killed beth, you know the look Rick gave when that happened? That's what look mirte is about to give carl.)
She looks at me. She must think I'm insane. "Your lying. How do I know I can trust you. How do I know carl?" Her voice was rough and cracked from whimpering and screaming of pain. A tear ran down her face. "How would I know?" She says. "Because, I would never lie to you. I love you, mirte. I would never even dream of hurting you. I'd kill myself before I would hurt you. please. Just one chance" I beg. "I don't know carl" she says. She gets up but then once she's out of her cell, she falls to the floor and cries. Maggie comes over and gives me a "go away" look. I do so. i walk up to daryl and dad. I sit next to them, and I start to cry. "Son, what's wrong" "I had to watch all that. I had to watch the one I love the most get beaten and horrible things happen to her. She would barley talk to me. She doesn't even trust me any more!" I start balling. Daryl pills me into a hug, which is so confusing. "She don't trust anyone except maggie and beth anymore. She'll be like that for a while." He says. I stop crying. "Can I talk to her, alone?" I ask maggie, getting back up the stairs. "Yeah" she walks out.

Mirte's perspective

Maggie just left me alone with carl. Oh boy. Here he goes. He is gonna ramble on about trust- he's kissing me. I kiss back. His kiss is something I have been longing for. His kiss was a sign that I should give him and no one else a chance. "Please forgive me" "okay" I say. "Only if you'll do me a favor" I say. "Anything" he says. "Be my boyfriend?" "Of course. I've liked you since the day we've met. I just, can express my feelings very well. I feel like if we were already together, you wouldn't have went outside and had things happened to you-" "carl. Shut up. It's not your fault. I'm the one who walked outside. They're the one who did what they did" I say.

Okay, this is the best pic I could find, and this is all I could come up with, its getting late, I was up late the past week so I'm just like :/ Uh.

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