~Normal P.O.V~
I woke up and had the sudden urge to take a walk, in the dark, by myself. I got out of my makeshift bed, which consisted of a worn, green blanket , and a blue pullover sweater, the sweater acting as a makeshift pillow. I found both these things while going through the houses.
Anyways, I pulled the sweater over my head, smoothing down my hair. I quietly left the house, pulling my combat boots over my feel and slipping my pocket-knife into the side of the right one.
I walked down the middle of the road, enjoying the silence. I almost forgot the world's circumstances until I felt a yank at my left arm. Thinking it was Carl, I tried pulling my arm back, onto to turn to see a walker, biting my arm. The walker's teeth sunk into the skin of my arm and blood seeped out of the wound.
I gasped and pulled out my knife, trying to ignore the pain in my forearm. I fumbled with the knife but managed to stab the walker, killing it instantly. When the walker fell, I noticed a figure behind it, it was Carl.
My eyes widened as my eyes brimmed with tears. He took a hesitant step forward, only for me to take one back. "Y/n" he whispered, and I grimaced. "Carl, go back" I covered my arm with my other hand, partly to slow the bleeding, partly because I didn't want Carl to see it.
He frowned. "Only if you go with me, C'mon Y/n we can fix this, together" A stray tear that escaped his eye. "Can't you see? I can't go back, not now and not ever" I cried, the tears falling down my cheeks as I turned and ran away from Carl.
"Y/n! Wait please! Don't go! I just got you back..." His voice trailed off as I got further and further away. I cried, and cried. This was the end. Though strangely, I felt no pain, at all. I stopped running and leaned against a tree, catching my breathe.
I wheezed, coughed, and took in ragged breathes, and a couple minute later, I had fully calmed down. I slowly took off the sweater and ripped a large chunk piece of my shirt off, and tied it tightly around the bite using one hand and teeth.
I stood and decided that I should find somewhere to sleep, since sleeping outside probably wasn't the best idea. I knew I was going to die, but I don't want to be ripped apart in my sleep, I want a peaceful death, if that's even possible anymore.
It hurt like a bitch, but I pushed through it. It was only a matter of time before I got a fever and couldn't go on any further.
{A/N} - Hello everybody!
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