Small World ( A Carl Grimes fanfic)

Chapter 26

~Normal P.O.V~

As I entered the prison, I noticed the tear that ran down my cheek. I was confused, I hadn't known Penny for a long time, but here I am, crying over her death. I shook my head and went to wipe the stray tear away, when someone grabbed my wrist. I jerked my arm back, got into a fighting position, and looked up at the mysterious attacker.

It was Dad.

I chuckled and I hugged him."Guess who I saw?" He looked slightly taken aback by the question but gave me a questioning look."Penny's dad!" I exclaimed, throwing up my arms. I guess he didn't know who I was talking about, so I decided to describe him."He's tall..Got no beard..brown hair..an eyepatch..a-" I was suddenly cut off when I felt Dad hug me again, squeezing the air outta my lungs. I barely heard him mumble"W-what did he do to you?" "Uuuhh...Nothing, really. He umm.. said that my friend Penny, his daughter, died.." I explained, still crushed to his chest.

I felt him nod then he let go of me. I gulped down air into my lungs, grateful that I was still alive. I know Dad wouldn't kill me, intentionally."So, you know him?" He asked, putting emphasis in the word him."Yeah, why is that such a bad thing?" I was confused. Philip was a pretty nice guy. He was charming, nice, funny, and generally fun to be around."He-" He was cut off by a crash coming from outside."Shit!" He cursed as we got outside. There was a truck, that had just rammed through our fences, and letting zombies into the courtyard.

I gasped in shock. Who could do this? Why would they do this? I mean we're not perfect, but we're nice people! Why would anyo- Oh my god...

I stood, paralyzed, when I saw who was driving the truck. It was Philip. I trusted him. I liked him. He was my friend. But not anymore, not anymore can he enjoy my company, my smile, or me in general. I will never like him ever again, not after he did this. Why would he do this? I thought he was a good guy! Apparently, that's why Dad was so worried about me, He knew what kind of man Philip actually was. I was blinded by his kindness, and sweet gestures, I never once thought that he was capable of this.

The Governor's P.O.V~

I didn't want to break down the fences, well I only didn't want to hurt her. I don't want her injured, or dead, like my beautiful Penny. She was too young to go, too innocent. But (f/n) will be different, she's can take care of herself. She's strong. I shook those thoughts from my mind as I began backing out of the now destroyed prison gates, but froze. She was looking at me, tears freely flowing from her eyes, that kid by her side, as he tried to soothe her, but it didn't look like it was working.

Our eyes met, and more tears flowed down her perfect (s/c) cheeks. I frowned. She was too perfect, too beautiful, too cry. She should always be happy, happy with me. She then was brought into a hug from the boy, Carl I think his name is. I despise him. He gets her attention, he is close to her, he gets to see her smile, her wonderful (e/c) eyes, her everything, every day. I envy him. That should be me who's hugging her, consoling her, smiling when she smiles, laughing when he laughs. Not him.

I snapped out of my thoughts as she, along with Carl, ran inside. I frowned again, but backed out of the prison, mixed emotions swirling around in my body about the previous events.

{A/N} - Hello!!

Looks like the good Ol' Governer ain't so good!How will you feel? How will everyone cope with the loss of the fences? Find out in the next update!!

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