"CARL! CARL LET ME THE HELL OUT!" I scream while pounding my fists against the door.
"Listen April I need to do this." he says, even from behind the door I swear I can hear him tearing up. I knew exactly what he is going to do, and he needs my help for it, I mean Jakes a strong guy. Even though Carls strong he's nothing compared to him.
"Let me help you, I should be the one to beat his ass, he's the one that kissed," I hear Carl take in a breath, is he considering it?
"It's going to get dirty, I don't want you to get hurt, just trust me." I hear Carl run off, I scream in frustration and run to the window, i see Carl drag Jake out of the church, he then pushes him onto the floor. Jake stands up and throws punches, one of them hits Carl and I scream, my fists pound against the window, the impact makes the glass shudder but nothing else happens. Carl now has a bloody nose and Jake has a huge grin drawn on his face.
God I want to kill him.
On the other hand, I want to kill Carl to, I mean he doesn't think I'm strong enough to fight Jake and that's harsh, I'm actually very capable of beating him up. Locking me in this room as well makes me red with rage, there's no need for this. Yes I would love to see Jake gone but we could just throw him out the church. Theres no need for Carl to get hurt.
The boys both stalk each other, their eyes piercing one another. I bash my hands on the window to try and make them stop, but it doesn't work. I see Carl jump and smack jakes head on the ground, Jake then pushes Carl off him and kicks him in the stomach. I don't like this, it's wrong, Carls getting killed out there. I can't just stay here and watch. My hands fumble with my belt, I find my knife and push bit into the glass.
Nothing happens.
Sure a few cracks appear but the glass doesn't smash and I'm still stuck here. I try again and again, each time more cracks appear but the window still doesn't break. I scream with frustration and grab my hair in my hands.
Stupid Carl, why did he do this? I could be helping him beat up Jake up there but instead, I'm watching him helplessly getting beaten to a pulp.
My eyes glance out the window to watch the massacre again. Instead I see Jake on the floor, holding his leg, and Carl standing beside him, gun at the ready. If he shoots that gun, walkers will come. Then we wouldn't have a home, we'd be living on the streets.
"CARL!" I scream, he looks over at me, sorrow in his eyes, I try pleading but he turns away, his hand on the trigger. I close my eyes, getting ready to hear the dreaded bang and then the moans of walkers. Instead I hear shouts, I open my eyes and look through the cracks in the window, Rick and the rest of the group hold Carl back while others hold Jake. Carl thrashes around shouting curse words while Jake stands there, almost pleased with himself. I pound on the window again, I attract some stares but they shake their heads and ignore me.
Wow what nice people.
What I see next makes me gasp. Carl gets hold of his gun and shoots Jake in the leg, sure he deserved it but that's a death call for all of us. I hear moans from walkers and I start to panic, they come from all directions, north, south, east, west you name it, their coming from there. More gunshots fill the air and so do grunts, I run to the door and yank the handle, hoping it will open. It doesn't and groan. I adjust my belt and take out my gun, I shoot once, making a hole in the door. Putting the gun back in my belt, I run over and stick my hand through the gaping hole. I feel something soft and wet, this is defiantly not the door handle, I yank my hand back inside just as five walkers peer in at me. They moan and bite there teeth at me, skin hangs of them like an oversized coat and half of their faces seem to of been ripped off. I stumble to the window and pound on it again. Everywhere I see there are walkers, there must be what? Possibly 150 out there. I see a bunch of them crowding around a shape, I start to panic, is that Carl? I see blond hair peak out between the walkers legs and I immediately know that it's Jake, a walker rips open his stomach and tears out all of the vital organs, I gag and look away. Well all I can say is that Jake deserves it, that's what you get when you try to kiss me. I see more walkers stumble out the forest, they all look ghastly and grotesque and
Hungry.
God Carls such an idiot for firing that gun, he's such an idiot for locking me in here too.
Some of the walkers see me pounding the window and they stumble over, tripping over some of the dead corpses. Great, now I don't have a escape plan. My knife meets the window again and it smashes, finally. I move the shattered glass from the bottom of the window and sit on the ledge. Many walkers try and grab my feet, but I kick them in the face with the soles of my boots. Glancing around, I can't see Carl, or the group for a matter of fact. Have they left me? I fire my gun. But no bullets come out, I must of wasted all my ammo the other day while me and Carl were doing target practice by a nearby town. I shout several curse words and stand up on the edge. I'm completely and utterly stuck. My eyes start to water as I stare into the face of death. No one can help me, I'm completely alone here.
Standing on the ledge makes me think about the night when I met Carl, I saw nothing good in the world, no shooting stars or silver linings, all I saw was darkeness. But somehow Carl helped me out of that. Now he's gone, along with the rest of the group I feel all these emotions again. I close my eyes and tilt my forward, I feel myself start to tumble towards the ground, I don't stop it, I welcome it. The impact with the floor makes my bones shake. I expected walkers to bite me and tear me apart but that doesn't happen. Instead I lie on top of them, there dead body's crunch under my weight. What the hell? I start to get up, the walkers body's squelch under my boots, I look around seeing who killed them all, to my surprise I see the last person who I thought would help me.
Daryl runs over to me, knife in his hand. I finally get onto a piece of land without any walker body's covering it. I then look up at Daryl "did you do th-" I start.
""Yes." He grunts, "we have to go, there more of them coming."
"WAIT!, what about Judith?" I sat, panic arousing in my voice,
"Ricks got her," he says in his thick southern accent "now come on." He grabs me by the hand and we both run through the forest. Tree branches and leafs hit my face but I continue to sprint away from a place that I once thought was safe.
Daryl finally leads me to the group, they all look up in surprise, even Carl. He runs over to me, his arms outstretched. Before he comes any closer I slap his face. I expect the group to hold me back and shout at me, instead they all watch, like they knew this was going to happen. "Okay," Carl mumbles, "I deserved that."
"Damn right you did." I scoff, my fist connects with his face again, this time he crumbles to the ground holding his cheek. Rick runs to his aid while Michonne and Daryl hold me back. Carl shoos Rick away and then stands up again. Michonne and Daryl then slowly let go of my arms. I want to run up to Carl and punch him some more but that would just course more chaos. So is do something that will hurt him even more then punching him, I give him the silent treatment.
"I think we should head to the nearest town, it's not that far away only 3 or so miles, there could be supply's there, if so I say we should camp there for the ext few weeks." Everyone mumbles in agreement and we all start walking. I walk next to Maggie and Glenn, While we walk they both try and persuaded me not to tell anyone about the little 'scene' me and Carl both walked into to. I laugh causing Carl to come over, he grabs my arm and I get pulled back.
"Listen April, I'm sorry okay? I should of let you fight Jake with me, I shouldn't of locked you in that room, just please forgive me." He says, I can generally see that he's sorry, but anger consumes my forgiveness making me forget about the look in his eyes.
"I'm not that angry about the locking me the room scenario, to be honest I'm more annoyed about the fact that you didn't think I could beat up Jake, I'm strong Carl, I don't need you always fighting my battles for me. But the thing I am most annoyed about right now is that you fired your gun. Look what you have caused Carl, if you were to think for just a minute you would of considered something like this happening. So thanks a bunch for making us lose our home." I start to walk ahead of him, he grabs my wrist.
"Please April, forgive me please." he pleads, I shake off his hand and walk back to the front of the group.
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Carls such a badass I love it, oh by the way like none if this stuff actually happens in the tv series so there's not like any spoiler it's all made up ;)
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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.
