I glare at the bare wall in front of me, it's been a day and a half since the group left and even though Daryl gave me the key, I still sit here, handcuffed to the table leg.
I love you April.
Carl said, then why would he lie to me? I trusted him, helped him, loved him. Why would he try and cover up his mistake with a lie.
A mistake. That's all it was, he didn't kill my brother on purpose I mean, how was he to know that Charlie was only getting crops? It's a filthy world we live in, a filthy god damn world and the only way to survive is to kill.
Shit, why am I thinking like this? I want to kill Carl, I have sworn to avenge Charlie's death, to make the person who killed my brother pay. Knowing that Carl murdered Charlie leaves me in a dilemma.
I can forgive Carl and rejoice with the group, or I can kill Carl and survive alone.
Half of me wants to go in search of Carl, to apologise and hug him, kiss him and be with him. But the other half however wants to feed his organs to hungry walkers.
Walkers.
Carl taught me that word, I used to call them biters. He taught me a lot of things, Carl did. He's taught me how to be happy and make the most of each day. How to fight and shoot, how to love. I look down at the metal handcuff strapped around my left wrist, the skin around it is a deep blue and purple and since it's so tight, some of my fingers have started to numb. My eyes glance the key and I stare at it longingly. It's in reach of my hand but something's , holding me back from grabbing it and getting the hell out of here. That something is the grudge and anger I'm holding towards Carl.
I need to let it go, let go all of the anger. God he didn't mean to kill him, he panicked, he was stupid and foolish and yes he did take a life carelessly but these last few months, I have never wanted to be with anyone else but Carl. Tears start to form in my eyes and I wipe them away with my free hand, I need to forgive him, I need him. A huge wave crashes over me and I realise for the first time in hours that I'm strapped to a table leg with no weapons and a couple of cans of food. Most of all I realise I'm completely alone. Sobs escape my throat and I can't hold back the tears that threaten to escape my eyes, they fall down my cheeks while I thrash around on the floor.
He killed your brother.
I need Carl.
You said you would avenge Charlie, no matter what the cost.
But it's different. If it was a random guy then I would kill him, but my boyfriend? The guy I love? I would never harm him. Ever.
Once again my eyes drift over to the key on the ground I start to edge my free hand towards it, determination in my eyes. My hands curl around the cold metal and and insert it into the lock, the handcuffs flip open and I smile slightly. I get up and go to the kitchen. I'm not surprised that when I check through the draws most of the knifes are gone, I manage to find two and I put them in my belt. I start to walk out and head to the town but something stops me. Laying on the kitchen top is Carls sheriff hat, attached to it is a crumpled piece of paper, I walk over slowly and open it.
I think you should have this, I mean I've had it for quite a while now and I believe that it would look better on you then me. April I can't apologise enough for what I've done, I hope one day you can forgive me, i love you, forever and always.
Carl.
What a charmer always the romantic one out of the both of us. My hands clasp the material f the hat and I perch it on top of my head, instantly I feel Carls warmth flood inside me and I smirk slightly. The sun starts to set and I quickly get outside, I see that Daryl has left one of his arrows behind, it points west and I'm guessing that that's the way to the town.
Clever.
Do I really want to do this? Reunite with Carl and the group? I mean after I threatened Carl I highly doubt that I'll be let back into the group with open arms. And what if as soon as I see Carl I want to kill him? I mean I'm still angry about what he did to my brother.
But then I realise something, it's as if a switch go's off in my mind.
I love Carl, he's protected me and made me happy and made me feel like an actual teenager. Charlie could never do that.
I believe that in this world you need to forgive people if you want to survive, because that's all that matters right? Surviving. Without Carl I don't think I can survive, I need him and my guess, is that he needs me. I start to run to the direction of the town, a newly found energy bursts through me making me run faster. While I run I only have one thing on my mind.
Carl.
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Ewww I lied this chapter sucks ass, wh00ps the next chapter is going to be like better though, even though I said that last time I kind of lied but seriously this next chapter is the second to last chapter so it's GOING TO BE AMAZING I HOPE OMGGG i love you guys bye;) xxxx
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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.