I wake up with a tear stained face and a worried Rick standing next to me. "Hey." I say standing up unsteadily. Rick rushes over but I fall before he can catch me. I sit on the floor and cry. Not even trying anymore. I guess Rick feels bad for me because he sits down next to me and holds me. "Shhhh. It's going to be okay. Trust me. I know." he whispers softly while softly stroking my hair. "I just want it to stop hurting." I manage to choke out. "Pain doesn't go away. You just make room for it." he says "I don't have any room left." I say looking at him. "Well why don't you just talk to me." I hear Carl say from the doorway. He has that stupidly perfect smirk on his face. "Dad why don't you go check on Judith." he says helping Rick up. "Thanks Rick." i say as he walks away. "At least someone has manners." he mumbles looking back at Carl. Carl sits down next to me. I look at him. He has the most beautiful eyes. And the most perfect hair. He is just amazing. "I'm sorry." i say looking at the floor. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't of lashed out on you like that. You're just stressed and you just lost your family." he says pulling my chin up so my eyes meet his. "Let's just start over." i say smiling. "Good idea" he says smiling back. "Hi. I'm Ashlyn Graver. Your dad said you might hate me. It's fine if you do." i say smiling at him. "Hi. I'm Carl Grimes and my dad was wrong. I don't hate you. I love you." he says pulling me towards him. We lean in and our lips touch. It feels magic. I love every second of it. I love it. I love him. I love Carl. And he loves me. That's all that matters. "I love you too Carl Grimes." i say pulling him in to another kiss.
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Surviving
FanfictionThis is a walking dead fanfiction. Ashlyn is a young girl forced to survive on her own after her parents died in the zombie apocalypse. She has been in her own for almost a year. Her family is dead. She is found by a man and some others. She has be...
