Part 3

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It's been a while, and the storm is coming closer and closer. But your not as scared. Carl is right next to you.

He see's that you still covered in walker blood. Old gross cloths. "Can I go grab something from my place real quick?"

You look at him and nod meaning yes. "But please be back quickly"

He comes back holding a tank top and a pair of grey sweatpants. "Wear these. You also want to maybe take a shower?" He says.

Your face gets red. "A tank top?" You say freaking out. You remember the scars on your shoulders. Carl doesn't know yet.

"Yeah? What is it?" Carl says confused.

You grab the cloths and say nothing.

As your changing, you realize that Carl is supportive. He won't make fun of your scars.

Your ready to get out.. 1..2..3 you open the door and walk to the room. He looks at you and nods.

He notices the scars. He can tell that this wasn't by a walker, it was from you.

He takes off his sweatshirt and gives it to you.

You put it on, but your face is red. Carl is the first person who knows.

"Storms" Carl grimes x readerWhere stories live. Discover now