pissin' our pants yet? - Carl Grimes fanfic

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So you can throw me to the wolves
Tomorrow I will come back
Leader of the whole pack

Beat me black and blue
Every wound will shape me
Every scar will build my throne

Throne- Bring Me The Horizon

Mary's P.O.V
I woke up to.. nothing. When I was younger I'd read stories about people "waking up to birds chirping!" but we're in a world full of rotters now. so many people call them different things now, but to me they'll always be rotters. They'll always be the thing that bit my dad, They'll always be the thing that led my mom to kill herself because of my dad. It kind of hurts seeing kids with their parents over here, knowing it'll never be me. I was the one who had to kill my dad. They'll never have to kill theirs. It's so fucking unfair. I hope one day, this whole place crumbles and they have to do it. It's wrong, but I really do. Anyways I went to the "cafeteria" to eat. We live in a factory, but we made it into a cafeteria. I got all the food I could, knowing if someone got pissed at me for it,  Negan would be on my side. I sat down and ate.

Soon enough someone was standing next to me.
"Why'd you get so much food?"
"... what?"
"Sorry.. Can you share some?"
"If you wanted me to share, you shouldve asked me first thing when you saw me." I said, handing him a bit of food. Sure enough, I felt a spike-y bat lightly tap my back.
"Calm your tits, Bloody Mary. Stop being a dick to my people, dont appreciate that."
I wasn't even facing him, but I could feel the stupid smile on his face when he said he doesn't appreciate that.
"Fuck off."
"I don't think I will."
He walked to the side of my table so I could finally see him. I spit on his shoes and went back to eating.
He kneeled down to my level, since I was sitting. He's around 6'1, and I think I'm maybe around 5'6. So fucking stupid. He was talking to me.
"Ey bitch, Ya there?"
"Yeah."
"I'll deal with you later. Trucks with shit just came in, you're lucky."
"Dont care."
"Don't get your panties in a knot, I was just jokin'" as he smiled. His smile is so stupid.
Anyways, 5 minutes passed when I heard that there was some kid on one of the trucks and he tried shooting at "our" people. I hate whatever the hell "our" people are. I'm not one of them. I'm not "Negan" I'm fucking meredith. They give me food and water and shelter though. Thats why I stay with them. I bet I could survive on my own. Anyways I went out to see the boy. He was with Negan. Eye-patch, Brown hair, around my height. I waited for Negan to leave him alone in his office so I could go in there and talk to him.
"Hi."
"..."
"What? Are you scared of me?"
"Why the hell would I be scared of you?"
"Maybe becauseee I'm part of the group who basically just kidnapped you and I have a gun in my hands?"
"I could kill you. Right here, and right now. Shut up."
"You couldn't."
"..."
"Anywho, before we become enemies, whats your name?"
"Carl."
"Mm. Nice to meet you, Carl. I'm Meredith. Call me Mary. Negan calls me Bloody Mary."
"Ok."
I frowned at him.
"Why are you acting like I just killed your dad? I'm just trying to talk to you." I said, leaning over Negans desk a little bit.
"Didn't you say I should be scared of you?"
"I did; Doesn't mean you should listen to me. Do you know anyone here?"
"Yeah, Wouldnt you like to know?"
"Shut up. Who is it?"
"Why?"
"Because. Stop being a fucking dickhead, I'm trying to fucking talk to you."
He rolled his eyes at me.
"Daryl."
"Oh yeah? Where is he?"
"You think I know?"
"I bet you do, you're just not wanting to tell me."
"Maybe."
I heard footsteps, and decided to leave.
"Bye Carl."
"Suck a dick."
"You too" I said, smiling at him before walking out the room.
Now to go find Daryl.
I quickly found out he's in Dwight's room. Dwight also isnt gonna be here for the next few weeks, since hes out on a supply run. All our runs take like a month since theres so many people here. I got some food for Daryl, and went on my way. I opened the door to his "cell."
"Hi, Daryl." I said, smiling.
"Who the fuck are you?" His voice was almost like gravel. Kind of sent shivers through my spine.
"Do you know Carl?"
That quickly got him talking.
"Why? Did you do something to him? If you did, I'll fucking kill you. Thats a fucking promise."
"I havent done anything to him." I said, handing him his food.
"Then why are you asking?"
"Are you both from the same place?"
"Why you wanna know?"
"Because."
"Ain't tellin ya."
"Shit. Fine. Enjoy your food."
I know for a fact theyre from the same place. Wherever they're from, they're dickheads. I heard Negan is paying some place a visit. I quickly made my way to his office to find Carl. Since Negan would be gone for a long long time, I had a lot of time to get him to talk. I kind of like him, he seems cool.
"Hiii Carl"
"What."
"So which place are you from?"
"Guess."
"Hilltop?"
"Nope."
"Tell me."
"No."
"What do I have to do to get you to tell me?"
"Get me water."
"Um, ok."
I made my way out of the office, and went down to get him water. When I went back to the office I was pushed up against a wall with a knife to my neck out of nowhere.
"Woah. At least take me to dinner first."
"Not funny. Why are you asking me where I'm from?"
"Just wanna know."
He backed up from me and shook his head side to side. He looked back at me.
"Alexandria."
"Finally."
"But if you even thinking about attacking that place, I'll kill you."
"Please do."
"What?"
"Shut up."
"Um.. K."
"Anyways, Do you wanna go back home?"
".. What?"
"Do you?"
"Sure..."
"Cool. Anywho, Heres your water" I said, handing him the water i got him earlier. before he almost killed me.
"I don't want it."
"So you only wanted me to get it for you because you wanted to kill me?"
"Maybe."
"How original. So creative. Dickhead. I'm gonna go to Daryl now." I walked to the door but Carl grabbed my arm.
"Why?"
"Cause I'm gonna fuck him and have his kids."
".. Really?"
"No, moron. I'm gonna talk to him."
"Oh, ok. Bye."
"Bye, Carl."
"Do you always have to call me by my name?"
"Yes."
"Ok, Meredith."
"Don't call me that."
"Ok dith."
"Honestly that's better. bye."
I walked to Dwight's room and into Daryl's cell. I felt him tense up as soon as the door open.
"Hiii Daryl."
"Whatcha' want?"
"Just to talk," I sat on the floor next to him.
"For what"
"So many questions."
He stayed silent, just glaring at me. I got up and put my hand on his shoulder.
"You're leaving tomorrow."
"What?"
"I said, you're leaving tomorrow. I'm getting you and Carl out."
".. Ok??"
I left the room, and I went to sleep. I can't wait for tomorrow.