Just Another Monster {TWD/Carl Grimes FanFiction}

Chapter 4: The Party

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"You want me to go to the party tonight with you?!?! Ha, no I'm defiantly not going!" Enid crosses her arms and leans against my cream bedroom wall.

"Oh come on Enid! Please! I'm going alone and I don't really know anyone besides Ron and Mikey! I want a girl there that I know. Please!?!?!"

"Lemme guess...." She raises her eyebrow. "Carl asked you to go."

"How did you know that?"

"I assumed he would do that. It's obvious that he likes you."

"Yeah sure." I say sarcastically not believing her.

"It's true. He looks at you differently and flirts a lot."

"No he doesn't." I say in protest.

"Yeah he does. You just can't see it because it happening to you."

"Whatever." I say in defeat.

"It's also obvious that you like him too." Enid adds.

"As a friend yes." I knew what she was talking about, but I said it anyways to make it sound like I don't like him.

She rolls her eyes. "You know what I mean."

"Ok... Well, to be completely honest with you, I don't know. Maybe I do like him, and maybe I don't. I mean I did just meet him like three days ago." I sit on Enid's bed looking at my hands facing the wall Enid was leaning on earlier.

"Sure seems like it though." Enid sits next to me cross legged facing me. I face her and look at her.

"I just... I can't have a relationship with someone with the world how it is today. I have other shit to worry about besides my love life, like Charlie. Plus, I just can't get involved with him."

"Why?"

"Because every time I care about someone, they're alway ripped away from me... Look Enid, I haven't told you something."

"What?" Enid says concerned.

I sigh. "When I was about six years old, my dad was convicted of a crime, and found guilty... They executed him... But I always knew he wasn't guilty.

"Oh my god. I'm... I'm so sorry Hazel. What was the crime? Uh, Is it ok if I ask?"

I take a deep breath in and then out. "Yeah it's fine. He was convicted of bombing an elementary school." Enid just sits there in shock with her eyes wide open. All I can do is look down to prevent myself from balling my eyes out.

"And there's a lot more... Because my mom was so depressed about my dads death, she became hooked on Heroin... Died two years later when I was only eight, and Charlie was six. We immediately went into the foster system because we had no other family that was able to take care of us. On top of that, we never got adopted because once they looked at my parents history, they didn't want "potentially dangerous children," and no one wanted the both of us. We never got adopted, and the world went to shit. Me and Charlie joined a few groups, but none of them lasted. We barley survived on our own until Alexandria. That's why I have trust issues, and that's why I can't get into a relationship. I can't get hurt again."

"I- I don't blame you, that's rough...But you can't let your past define your future. You have to move forward. Not everyone is going to be like that."

"I know. I'm just scared. It's my instinct to push people away. It's hard to change." Enid looks at me with concerned and comforting eyes. "But at the same time, I've only known him for a few days, but I feel like I've known him for years. We have so much fun together."