Aᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘsᴇ -Carl GrimesXreader

𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙈𝙚 𝘼 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙜

(Y/n)'s POV:

Walking down a long and dark hallway wasn't that great,especially when you're with an old friend you thought was dead.If what Warren said was true,he was taking me to Negan,which also meant Carl too.
Warren was meant to have a gun at my head or to be holding a knife against me but he wasn't,he only ever lifted his knife when someone walked past.

"So..." I decided to finally speak up.
Warren didn't say or do anything.
"...this is awkward." I added.
Another few painful moments of silence went by,the only thing being heard was our footsteps.
"What happened?" I hesitantly questioned him.I heard Warren sigh.
"-you kinda have to tell me."

"When that guy,uh...Daniel-Dan?" Warren spoke up,but got stuck on 'that guys' name immediately. "Daryl." I corrected him.
"Yeah,Daryl...When he took me into the woods to,you know,get rid of me I woke up.I guess,I only passed out."
Warren explained.I furrowed my brows,there was no way that he just 'passed out'.I couldn't remember exactly since it was quite a while ago,but I could remember feeling his breathing stop.
"When I woke up,I told Daryl that I could do it myself,I told him to leave.After he did,that's when they found me,the Saviours.They saw potential in me." Warrens tone sounded rude,like he was trying to prove a point. "-Now,I got a kid,a girlfriend too.My kid,she's only a baby,her name's Gracie."
I was more then just shocked.Warren spoke of the whole thing like it was nothing. "I'm happy for you...but I thought you were dead for the longest time." I almost whispered.
Warren didn't reply or react to what I had said.

"We're here." He said.I took another deep breath,preparing for either the last day of my life or,yet another,worst day of my life.
Warren brung his fist up to the door,knocking on it three times.It only took about five seconds for a response. "Come in." Negans voice spoke from the other side of the door.
There was a obvious hint of that cocky attitude in his voice.

Warren pushed the door open and lightly nudged my back (like he would've stabbed me in the back),pushing me into the room.I looked up at Warren then over to Negan.When I saw Carl sat in front of him a wave of relief washed over me. "Found her in the truck,must've tagged along with the boy,sir." Warren was acting all big and smart around Negan. 'Sir'?.
Negan smirked and he turned to Carl.
"You brought a guest?" Negan sniggered.Carl hadn't seen me yet even though I had seen the back of his head.Carl looked over his shoulder and saw me stood by the door.Carl was missing his hat and his bandage that was covering his eye.He looked somewhat ashamed.

"Why don't you take a seat,young lady?" Negan smiled evilly,pointing at the armchair next to Carl.
Warrens heavy hand patted my shoulder weighing it down.

I decided to suck it up and get everything over and done with.If it ever was going to be over and done with.I hesitantly walked over to the armchair that Negan was pointing to,Warren closed the door behind himself as he left.I stood by the chair before sitting down,staring into Negans soul.Just looking at this man made me question if humanity was even real anymore. "Please,sit." Negan said.I narrowed my eyes at Negan whilst sitting down.

It was just us now.Me,Carl and Negan. "Isn't this a lovely little surprise!" Negan cheered.
I had a look of disgust portrayed on my face.Negan was sat smiling.
"So you're telling me two kids come all the way out here just to sit and chat tea time?" Negan chuckled,looking at the both of us.
"No,two kids come out here to kill a old miserable man who murdered the people that they loved." I spat.
"O-oh! Chill out,girl.I'm not even that old." Negan held his hands up in a surrendering way as he joked.

"I envy you guys,really...Kinda." Negan clearly didn't know how or when to shut the fuck up.
I crossed my arms and leaned back into the chair,it was one of those real fancy armchairs you would see in an expensive furniture shop.Negan could tell that we weren't amused but it didn't make him feel stupid in any way like it would with any other person.