The Walking Dead: Secrets

Part 134

CARL'S P.O.V
I fell down to the floor, rolling up into a ball. The tears were never gonna stop. I heard the creaking of metal as the door closed. People surrounded me. Not very comforting. I just wanted him back. I'm going to get him back. I jumped up and kicked the door. Over and over again.

It wasn't working.

"I WANT HIM BACK!!!" I screamed. I started punching the metal as hard as possible. I could hear the crunching of the bones in my fingers as I slammed my fist harder with each swing. It was leaving blood marks on the door, but it didn't matter to me.

I was pulled back, literally thrown to the floor by Daryl. I landed on my side and cried hard. Screaming even more. Not just the emotional pain, but the physical shooting throughout my body.

My side was hurting from landing on it so hard. But, my fingers... They were the worst.

I looked down at them, trembling. Each knuckle was popped out of place. The middle of my fingers bending sideways, back, and forth. There was blood covering my hand, everywhere.

I pulled it to my chest, holding them close. I pulled my knees up to my chest, also. Huddling to cry. I felt someone hold me. It was Paige. She held me close to her as I sobbed into her chest. She rubbed my head, gently. I could feel her tears drip onto my head as she kissed me lightly.

"We're okay..." She sobbed. She practically cradled me. I looked into her eyes. They were puffy, probably like mine.

She smiled at me, her teeth so beautiful. She leaned down and kissed my lips. It brought a slight smile to my face. Still having her with me. Our lips disconnected and she rubbed the hair out of my face, then let me cry some more.

I looked at the rest of the group. All in depression. I could see Daryl on the far side of the room, glaring at me. Knowing I still hadn't told Paige about what happened between Rose and I.