Stay With Me

July 13, 2 PM

***Recap***
"Beth! What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Have you told anyone?"
"Beth I don't-"
"Have you told anyone?"
"No! We were thinking about it though. Why?"
"Lori's pregnant."
***Un-recap***
***Amie's POV***
I stood there shocked for a minute. "What? How? How do you know?" This was madness.
"I overheard her talking to Carol about it. I'm honestly at a loss for words over it. Whatever you do, you can't tell anyone; not even Carl. No one can know I told you."
I heard the front door open and close, and then footsteps. Beth and I both scrambled to grab a tray or plate and get them out to the table. Everyone ate in silence. I observed Lori; she was giving Shane a bunch of weird looks. That wasn't normal. At all.
"I'm gonna go do dishes."
"Carl, go help her," Lori said, looking up from her Mac and cheese for the first time. He grabbed everyone's plates and walked into the kitchen with me.
"I know there's something going on. Please tell me."
"I can't."
"Yes, you can. You can tell me anything."
"Your mom's pregnant." He looked at me like I was crazy.
"Wh-what? How?"
"Really Carl? How? You know how that works! God! You can't tell anyone. At all! Okay?"
"Okay." I started giggling.
"Wow. I knew you were immature, but really? That is the oldest and most laughed about thing ever!"
"I'm sorry. I loved that book."
"It's fine. It was one of my 'guilty pleasures'. I caught so much crap for that."
We finished doing dishes and went out to help with chores.
"Carl!" I heard Glenn shouting Carl's name. He jumped up and walked to the clearing by the RV. I saw them conversing, and Carl walked back over to the tent and came back.
"What's up?"
"Nothing. I had to talk to Glenn about something."
***Carl's POV***
"What's up Glenn?"
"Me and Maggie are going on a run. Still want that thing we talked about the other day?"
"Yeah. If you can't get it, I can figure something else out."
"I should be okay. Just know that I'm not gonna risk my ass for you. Correction. I won't risk NY ass for something like this. Just know that. And please don't take it personally. We good?"
"Yeah. Thanks man."
***A/N***
Hi. Sorry this is shit. Not really feeling that great. Feel fine physically; just feel like shit. So yeah. This is really short and not that good, but I will put another chapter up tomorrow. Need more characters. Follow on Instagram @mrs.grimes.and.bvb

And I have officially run out of side pics. I put a pic of my rabbit on the side. Because he's adorable. And I love him.