Carl Grimes x Reader Storyline~

Chapter 8: One Grave

Hi! It's been such a long time and I figured I should update again. There will be a song for this. You could start playing it here.

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I ran to my mom and immediately put her head on my lap. "Mom? Mom? Are y-you ok?" I asked, my voice cracking. My mom gave me a smile while my brother landed beside her. She cupped our cheeks and chuckled lightly, "You both know it's my time." she said. 

I shook my head in denial. "M-mom you can't!" I argued, tears forming in my eyes. Oliver held her hand to his face and started sobbing quietly. "S-she's bit (y/n)." his shaky voice said. I shook my head even more and started to cry, the tears burning. "You're gonna survive, (y/n). You and your brother. J-just do it now. I want both of you to do what has to be done..!" she said, her lips quivering. 

I sobbed a great deal of tears. I knew that at this moment, I would sacrifice anything to keep her alive. I slowly took the shot gun out of her hand and glanced at my brother. He looked horrible. His brown hair that was smooth was now tangled, his deep green eyes were now looking as if it were fragile glass about to break, and he looked pale, paler than he could ever be.

I didn't believe anything I was seeing. I never asked for this did I? I never asked for my family to slowly die on me! I never asked for any of this.. It's not fair, my dad died, now my mom? WHO'S NEXT, MY BROTHER? God, oh God. Please don't take anyone else away from me.. Just please, don't.

I need mercy. I lost my path, I need to get back on. But I'm lost. Lost somewhere else, lost in the dark mysterious place people called Hell. I don't want to suffer. Who wants to? It's supposed to keep you sane, not insane. I just, want it all to go away. Have t-them back, you know?

I held the shotgun at her head. I couldn't do anything but just stare at her glossy blue eyes. She was mother after all... She was the one who gave life to me. She was the one who helped me through my hardest times. Covered up my scrapes. Helped me back up. Everything.

Now, here she is. Lying in front of me, staring back into my dull (e/c) eyes. She was waiting, waiting for me to pull the trigger. Waiting for me to say goodbye. I closed my eyes and felt my brother's hands wrap around mine as we pulled the trigger together. Boom.

After that, all I could do was just drop the gun and just cry, cry. I was weak. H-how could I recover? She was my mother after all...

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Hi guys.... Was this a sad chapter? Sorry I haven't updated. I'm just way too lazy. I decided to focus more on family on this one. I hope you liked it! Comment if you did! QOTD: Did it make you cry? And also, I have been getting messages from my fans on kik! I just wanted to thank those people for taking the time to do so!

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