pulse || c. grimes TWD

20.

that night

I lazed around in my bedroom and thought about sneaking out my window to go on a walk I had to get out just for a couple of minutes, It can't be too hard right? Ron did it so it's possible, I opened my window and hesitated, I climbed through and reached for the ladder that was beside my window and climbed out, I'm sure it would be taken away soon enough so I decided to make the most of it

I felt quite confident I wouldn't fall and break my neck so I let go of my arm that was on the window and gripped the ladder and made my way down, once I made it out I looked around there was nobody out, I began to walk I stuck to the sidewalks not caring where I turn

The cold air was dancing around my skin, It was rather windy so my hair was quite a mess, I looked at the walls which were peaking behind the house I knew I wanted to get out of this place it was too well, I couldn't even find the words for it, finding this place after years on the road hoping for a place like this was so surreal, but the significant change made me realize how much I had missed being out on the road, not knowing where to sleep that night, or did I? Was it just the significant change that had made me feel like this, will I adjust to it anytime soon? I hope so

As I walked around the neighborhood I obliviously walked past Ron's house, as I was walking by I heard my name being called, I turned around and saw Ron standing there he had just got up from the steps on his porch, "Why, Nyla why'd you tell Rick?" Ron spoke, he took a step forward 

"I did not"

"I thought I could trust you!" 

"Ron, I didn't tell Rick, I promise"  I murmured, He shook his head, "What if I told Rick about Mark? If you wanna play it that way" He ignored my words, "Well I'm not 'cause I didn't and I would never tell anyone!" I exclaimed, Ron scoffed at me, and I could see tears forming in his eyes, "I wouldn't do that Ron" I said one last time

"I only told you."

"How many times I didn't tell anybody, God you're so stubborn!" I groaned and turned around to walk away, "Nyla" Ron called, I rolled my eyes and then carried on walking 

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The next day Max still hasn't come out of his bedroom, every time he'd cough or sneeze or laugh he would be in pain, I knew what Ron said was true, that Rick was gonna find out either way, but how did he find out about Pete? Cause I know for a fact that I hadn't told anyone, I had already gotten changed into a pale blue turtleneck and paired them with blue jeans

I grabbed my pair of converse shoes and put my foot on my bed to tie my shoelaces and cuff my jeans, I walked out of my bedroom and went into the kitchen I swallowed a granola bar in three bites and then chased it down with water straight from the tap and then rushed out the front door, I don't know why I was in such a rush but I wanted to see if Rick was alright

Where he was kept was only a couple of doors down, I walked in and Carl was in there he had just gone in around the same time as me, Rick was still knocked out and Michonne was sitting on a chair guarding him, I looked at Carl and then at Rick "Is he okay?" I asked, Michonne nodded and then stood up "You guys really shouldn't be in here" Michonne stated

"I want to see my Dad." Carl asserted, "Wait until he wakes up." 

Carl walked out, "You too, Nyla" Michonne added, I followed behind Carl and sat on the steps next to Carl "How long do you think he's gonna be?" I asked Carl, "Hopefully soon, Nyla I have something to ask you" Carl turned to me "Did you know about Pete?" He questioned, I raised my eyebrows "Yeah." I breathed, There was no point in lying now everyone's already found out "Well, when did you find out?" He asked, I thought for a moment it was the day Noah died or the day Ron kissed me.

"Um, The day after Deanna's party" I stated, "That long ago? And you didn't say anything why?" He asked, "Well, Me and Ron made an agreement" I answered, We both paused for a while until he spoke again "Are you and Ron like, uh together?" Carl blurted, I blinked twice, were me and Ron together? I didn't know, I never agreed to it so I'm guessing not, I turned to him and said

"Not really"

He looked at me, "What do you mean not really?" He quired, "That's what I mean, not really" I clarified, "Anyways, Ron's sorta mad at me right now, He thinks I told Rick about Pete" 

"Did you?" He questioned, "No, I didn't" I huffed, "Alright" 

"Let me ask you something," I said "Do you like Enid?" I asked, I didn't like asking the question but I had to know, "Well not like that for sure" He told me, I felt a weight get lifted off my chest "Cool." I nodded

"What if they kick us out? Like Deanna" I asked, "I was gonna tell my dad that in order to make the residents understand that they need my dad and our group, he may have to threaten or even maybe kill one of them, I'll tell him later" Carl answered

"What if we're the bad people?" I stammered, "We're not definitely not, we just want what's right, and what Deanna is doing is not she's getting people killed" He was certain of it I liked that about him, whenever he had an opinion he stuck to it even if he never mentioned it again, he still thought about it, "Pete was going to kill Jesse eventually you know that right?" Carl preached, I looked down "Yeah" 

"I'm gonna head back to my house now, It was nice talking to you, I missed you" He mumbled and got up and turned back, I could feel my cheeks heating up from that comment, I smiled to myself and turned my head back to watch him walk away

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thank you for reading!! <3

and yay carl and nyla finally have had a conversation in a while, haha i promise there's many more to come!