Stay With Me

July 14, 7:15 AM

***Amie's POV***
"Em?" I called out into the woods, waiting for Emily to run out and scare me like she did from time to time. I heard a scream come from the woods. "EMILY!" I saw her hiding in the bushes a few hundred yards away. I saw a walker starting towards her. I started running, but I was too late.
I heard her scream and I heard a gunshot. I ran over to her. "Stay strong. You can beat this. I know you can." But I knew she couldn't. It was obvious. She was dying. In my arms. And there was nothing I could do about it. She came back alive and I knew what I had to do. I didn't want to attract too much attention, so I pulled out my knife and did what I had to do, sobbing the entire time.
I jolted awake. My pillow was wet; I must have been crying again. I had woken Carl up when I was thrashing. "I'm sorry. Go back to sleep." He shook his head and sat up. "What's wrong?" I sighed. "I had a bad dream. Nothing to worry about." He pulled .me onto his lap and held me close to the warmth of his body.
We sat there for a while. Until I spun around a pulled his lips in to mine. We kissed softly for a while, then more passionately. I put my legs around him. One of his hands was on the small of my back and the other was tangled in my hair. My arm was around his neck with the other one pulling his body in to mine. I bit his bottom lip, and he bit mine back. My lips parted, his tongue teasing mine. A slight moan escaped my lips, egging him on even more. His hand rubbed my thigh, and I almost lost it. His lips pulled away from mine, and moved to my neck. He kissed all over my neck, my collarbone, and my shoulders. He bit my lips, my ears, my neck. He was amazing. Every part of him. His face, his heart, his everything. He was my everything.
"Carl Grimes, I love you. I love you to the end of the universe. The end of everything. To infinity and back."
"I love you even more. And I promise that I won't let anything happen to you. If you go down, so do I. I will never leave you. No matter what." We kissed until we heard rustling coming from the other tents. "Oops." I giggled silently to myself. We both played back down and pretended to sleep. We played there for an hour or so. We smelled smoke, signaling the morning campfire. I got out if my sleeping bag and pulled off my baggy shorts and pulled on my skinny jeans, not wanting my scars showing.
"Um." Carl was just looking at me.
"What?"
"Um." He tapped his neck. I looked in the little mirror in my backpack. I gasped. There were little blue and black blotches all over my neck.
"Shit." That asshole! "Carl! What am I supposed to do?" I started laughing.
"What?"
"You have no room to talk. Look." I pulled the mirror up to him. He had matching blotches all the way up to his ear.
"It's too hot for a hoodie. What do we do?"
"You can just pull your hair around and cover it up! My hair isn't long enough!"
"Wait!" I dug around in the front pocket of my backpack until I found what I was looking for.
"Oh hell no. Absolutely not." I ran over and pinned him on the ground, dumping some of the foundation on him. I rubbed it in with the brush, then put powder on it. I let him up and got the Grimes death glare. I brussed my hair and put a bunch of clips in, trying to arrange it to hide my neck. When it was finally done, Carl and I walked out to the campfire and had breakfast.
***A/N***
He he he he he he he he he. You should have seen my face when I was writing this. I decided to listen to music while I wrote, so I put my Ke$ha on shuffle and dirty love came on as I was writing that so I was sitting in the backseat of the car dying. Sorry if it kind of sucks; that's why I put that in here is to make up for the suckiness of the last few chapters. Also sorry this is late. 100 reads by Sunday? That would be great. I'm at like 60 now. So comment for a character or feedback and vote!