Chandler Riggs / Carl Grimes Imagines

Sad

How many people think I should start a carl grimes fanfic. If I get three comments saying yes, I will do it:)

So, here's an update

I took my knife and sliced my wrist. Blood started to gush out. I am very self harmful. I don't like this world. My dad is always off with beth. My mom is dead. My brother and sister are dead. Carl is my man crush everyday, but he hates me. Everyone in this group hates me. Beth even told me to go kill myself, so that's exactly what I'm going to do. The only people in this group who gives a s••• about me are Glenn, Carol, and Hershel. Michonne, I guess, but she is never around. She is more kept to herself. I sake the knife and slice my wrist again, right above the other one. Twice the blood, twice the pain, twice as fast death. I hear footsteps. I hide the knife and my wrist. It's carl. Great. "Hey" he says. "Hi" I say. "You okay?" "Yeah. I'm fine" I say. "That a lie, I can tell from the dark shade of your eye. now show me" he says. "Why?" Since when do you care?" He keeps quiet. "Is that blood?" He asks, pointing to the pool of blood behind me. "Show me!" He demands. I show him my wrist. "You don't have to do this on your own, like there's no one who cares about you. You don't have to think that your alone, cause there's no one who cares about you. I'm not just some face you used to know, cause I know all about you." He says. I sigh and take out my knife. "You say that you care, but you don't. Let me die, so you can have your peace-" he cuts me off with a kiss. "(Y/N), I love you. Don't do this to yourself, sweetheart" he stands up. "I love you, but I respect that what you want, is what you want" "I don't want it!" I shout at carl. "Beth wants it. Maggie wants it. Rick wants it. H•••, Even my own father probably wants it. Let me show them a lesson. Let me teach them. Let me be their example of " be careful what you wish for", because carl, that's what they all need right now. So, I won't do it. I'll find something that will. I run up to the fence of the prison. "No!" Shouts Hershel. "Your not doing this" he says. I walk back up to the guard tower. "That failed" said carl. "Yeah" I giggled. "But this won't" I say and stab myself in the neck. I see carl crying and screaming for help. I smile a real weak smile, and die.
Carl's perspective
She taught them. She taught them exactly what she wanted to teach them. They all feel bad now, especially beth. I'm glad, cause the b•••• had it coming. But, I just wish (Y/N) wasn't the one who had to teach them that. I love her. I miss her deeply. She is a hero. She stopped our group from being bullies and bullying someone else into doing something that is similar to that, so now, our group is nice to everyone they meet. (Y/N) is a hero.