A Promise-Carl Grimes x reader

Munching

While writing this chapter the subtitles said the walkers were munching

The sun had start to set and was starting to get nervous, we were ok, that’s what I kept repeating in my head.

We stopped at the lake to discuss a new plan, we were getting to the quarry and Gaberal would take Judith.
Sam decided to stay and I nodded “we’ll be ok” I whispered to Sam and he nodded.

I took my new spot in between Ron and Carl, and we started to move again.

It was dark, sure we were closer to the exit but I definitely needed to get to the infirmary, or something to stitch myself up.

Sam stopped moving and soon enough walkers grabbed him, my eyes started to water as he yelled for his mom, then Jesse was next, I grabbed Ron’s hand tighter.

Carl’s hand was stuck, I pulled him back just as Rick cut through Jesse’s hand and fell on top of him, I helped him up and heard a gun click

“I’m not moving any further, not after that” Ron cried raising his gun.

“Ron put the gun down, you don’t want to do this” I tried to calm and he just brushed me off. He switched the gun to point at Carl, ever since that argument ever since he saw us getting close he had ill intentions, and he was going to kill him if I didn’t stop him.

“Ron if your going to shoot someone shoot me, not Carl” I stepped in front on Carl barely, if he decided to shoot the bullet would hit my shoulder and hopefully not go to Carl.

Michonne snuck up behind him and he pulled the trigger, the bullet grazed my ear and I hoped it missed Carl.

He turned and looked at Rick “Dad?” he asked before falling, I grabbed ricks axe and Carl’s hat before running into the crowd of walkers shooting a flare “hey assholes, over here!” I yelled as a they all turned coming at me.

There were a lot of them, I started to shoot them then I ran out of bullets “why do I do stupid things!” I yelled, then I felt it.

I could feel the flesh start to tear and the blood drip, I yelled at the top of my lungs, but I had to keep going if I didn’t either I died or I wouldn’t be there when Carl died.

I prayed he didn’t die but I had to be there.

“Y/n, we need to get you back, come on” I was snapped out of my thoughts by Rick, he was still shooting and I nodded running and stabbing them as I went.

I was sat on a bed and I closed my eyes, “it hurts, it hurts!” I cried and Aaron ran to me “what happened?” he asked and I nodded to my wrist.

Denise ran over to me while Aaron left to help Rick and stopped upon seeing the bite “you were bit, I have to amputate it” she shook her head and I stopped her “immune” I whispered before passing out.

The next day

I woke up, my face still wet with tears and I grabbed my arm before trying to sit up “hey, not yet, stay down” Denise tried to get my down but I stood up “I have to help, there’s to many” I fell to my knees crying, it was to quiet outside, I heard no one fighting or yelled.

“I need help!” Denise tell and I was helped up into the bed “Y/n, you can stop crying, it’s ok, we’re ok” Daryl calmed me and I hugged him crying into his shoulder “I thought you died, I can’t loose you” I cried and he hugged me back, tighter “you can visit Carl’s room” he whispered and I nodded.

He helped my stand and walk to Carl’s room “you ok?” Rick asked and I nodded “is he ok?” I asked and Rick laughed “you were like this at the farm” he shook his head and I looked at Carl “have we cleaned the bodies yet?” I asked and Rick shook his head “you’ll need my help” Carl mumbled and I left Daryl’s arm to run to the bedside.