Humanity (Carl Grimes Gay)

Murder Time - Fun Time

[Picture above shows the characters I have created in this story . If they only have a silhouette , that is because I haven't found a model for them yet . This also shows three new characters that will be introduced in this chapter . The names may be a bit hard to see so I suggest snapping a shot of it and zooming in once you're in your camera roll (I don't really know how Wattpad works on the computer so I guess just click on it from the side , download it , and zoom in ?) .]

Rick had assigned us jobs and partners . He signed Carl up with himself while I was paired up with Colleen . I didn't mind , her and I had some catching up do to anyways .

I didn't waste my time eating anything huge when I woke up , instantly going to shower and freshen up . I ended up wearing ripped black skinny jeans , an All Time Low singlet , all black high-top converse , an a black backwards snapback . I grabbed my newly cleaned ax and headed to Colleen's cell 'Knock knock , sweetheart'

'Are you hitting on me ?'

'Oh yeah' I nod , smirking 'You're totally my type'

'Sarcastic asshole' She mumbles , giggling before grabbing her knife and walking towards me '...You're very tall'

'Nah , you're just really short'

'I'm 5'2 , thank you very much'

I scoff , backing out of her cell 'Try 4'11'

'You love it' She flips her hair before strutting past me

We quickly walk down the stairs before exiting the cell block and heading to the back of the prison 'So where's this gonna take us ?'

I shrug 'Around the perimeter , near the boiler room'

'Sounds ... unsanitary'

'Well that's kinda what the place is now'

'It probably always was' She flips her knife up and down before dropping it

'Good job , missy' I wink '...And this could've been a very well handled prison . How dare you insult it'

She giggles 'Oops , I'm sorry , Prison'

'It doesn't want your bullshit apology' I chuckle 'It wants us to go kill some dead people'

'The fact that you had to say that makes me upset'

I shrug 'You'll get used to it'

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[Carl's point of view]

'Dad ... I don't get it' I comment , tending to the strawberries

'Get ..?'

'How any of this even happened' I frown 'We've lost so many people and I'm just ... I don't know . I wanna be safe forever'

'You will be ... eventually' He comforts , shrugging

I wipe some sweat from my forehead before looking at him again 'Is eventually gonna be tomorrow ?'

'I wish I could say yes'

'But can't you ? I mean we're back at a prison and I don't think there's any governors around'

'Carl , please ...'

'Sorry , daddy' I mumble , backing off

'How's your basket looking ?' He asked , picking off a few ripe strawberries

'Not very good' I sigh 'It's clear this place hasn't been abandoned for long'

'We don't know that'

'It's pretty obvious . Why would there only be so little in the garden ?'

'The rest of them could've died , Carl' He grits his teeth