Can you See me up here, in the Trees?

Chapter 8

You felt the bullet hit you in the arm, glad you had enough sense to dodge. Daryl jumped out at that moment, stopping Rick from pulling his trigger.

"Kasa..." Carl said as you emerged from the tree. He rushed to you, putting his gun in his belt, before gently taking your arm.

"I'm okay Carl."

"I shot you..."

"You grazed my arm. I'm okay."

"I shot-"

You stopped him mid sentence, kissing him hard. All the relief that he was alive flooded into that kiss. He kissed back, wrapping his arm around your waist as your uninjured one wrapped around his neck.

The kiss lasted for a few seconds but was enough to calm him down.

"We need to get to safety." Daryl said, a smirk on his face. Rick was completely blindsided by the kiss. "How far are we from the rope?"

"Not far. But we need to hurry. With no light and that gunshot, our chances have lessened." You said, moving your arm so it was resting on Carl's chest, his still holding your waist.

"Then let's move." Daryl said.

The six of you moved fast, not caring about noise anymore. You needed to rush to the rope at this point, not wait for the walkers to find you. You could hear them, moving as fast as they could after the group.

You made it to the rope before they could get any ground on you. Maggie went up first, Michonne behind her.

Carl handed you his pistol as Rick went up. You were going to be the last one up sense you knew the area better. Daryl next and you could almost feel them on you. You raised the pistol when you heard it. Screams.

"Kasa-"

"Go Carl!"

Carl hesitated but went up. He was half way up the rope when a person came screaming into view. A person with bites all over their body. You didn't hesitate, you pulled the trigger, putting the person down.

You put the handgun in your belt, grabbing the rope and realized as you tried to hoist yourself, that your arm couldn't handle it. You cried out as your arm gave up, leaving you half way up the rope.

"Kasa!" Carl cried out, reaching out to reach you.

"Watch out!" Michonne's voice called out and you looked over. Another screaming person came running at you. You couldn't reach the gun with your injured arm. You cursed as you tried to hoist yourself up, gaining a few inches.

"Pull the rope up!" You screamed at them. A flurry of footsteps was heard above you as they moved to pull the rope up. You held as tight as you could, using your foot to kick the person in the face as they jumped trying to get to you.

The person was covered in so many bites, it was only minutes till they lost any sense of who they were. You looked up as you reached the top, Carl reaching under your arms and pulling you to him. He checked your body for bites before letting out a breath of relief.

"Clean." Carl said, the rest of the group also letting out the breath they were holding. Daryl pulled the rope up, ignoring the pleading screams of the person below.

Carl helped you up, his arm tight around your waist as walked them back to the home.

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"You guys can stay in the food and water home for the night. First light will build new homes for you guys." You said once you reached the home, pointing at the two others. "You can fit two per home normally."