The Love Of A Girl ·C.G.· |The Love Of A Boy Sequel|

•Chapter Twenty-Nine•

|Haileys P.o.v.|

Waking up this morning felt different. I didn't have Carl right next to me and I couldn't just go talk to him. Not only that but everyone is in mourning over the recent deaths that hit Alexandria. Rick is starting to direct people much to the dismay of Ally. Her stubbornness hasn't ended even after losing most of her family. She should be playing it safe since she was the one who lured those intruders in here which in result caused the wall to fall. So if anything, this whole thing is her fault.

Carl hasn't waken up yet. Denise did her morning check on him and much to my relief informed us that he's okay and expected to make a full recovery. She also said there was a lot of trauma so she wouldn't be surprised if he didn't wake up until the end of the week. Of course there was a lot of trauma, his eye ball got shot out.

Randall and Rachael luckily were safe during the walker intrusion and came to see Carl right after they woke up. Randall stayed until 12pm, then he had to go help the others with getting all the dead walkers out. Rachael stayed to keep me company. I just want to be alone, just me and a sleeping Carl. But I know I can't shut myself off because if I do I'm scared I'll go back to how I was after James died.

"Hungry?" Rachael asks breaking me out of my thoughts. I look away from Carl and see her poking her head through the sheet. I shake my head no causing Rachael to sigh.

"Rick told me you haven't eaten." She says.

He's right. I didn't eat last night and I didn't eat this morning. I've just been sitting in this chair next to the bed Carl is in since I woke up. I don't have much of an appetite due to the fact the situation last night scared the crap out of me. I decided to take her up on the offer last minute though due to the fact I can't let myself go.

"I'll have something. Thank you." I tell her. Rachael smiles a bit and nods before leaving to the kitchen that's in the little infirmary. She comes back about 10 minutes later with a sandwich for the both of us. Once she hands me the sandwich I devour it and it's gone within a minute. I guess I was hungry. Now all of a sudden I was super hungry but decided to keep quiet as we need to save as much food as we can.

Rachael stands there taking small bites while looking at Carl's sleeping body. I watch her and think about that brief time him and her shared something. Although to him it was nothing, to her she cared about him. Even though from time to time I'm reminded of it when they interact, I'm over it and I understand her a lot more now.

"Denise said he'll be okay. He's just out of it right now due to the trauma." I inform her. Rachael swallows whatever sandwich she had left and shakes her head.

"How did this even happen?" She asks.

I don't really want to talk about it but without hesitation I answer her question.

"Ron had the opportunity to do what he's been wanting to do, kill Rick. Instead the bullet hit Carl straight in the eye." I say.

"Is his eye ball...?" She trails off almost afraid to ask.

"Yes." I answer already knowing where she was going with it. "It's gone."

Rachael clears her throat obviously uncomfortable. Me though, it is what it is. As that's my boyfriend, it's Carl Grimes and I love him either way. I decide to change the topic as I don't want to talk about this one anymore.