A few days passed. Tonight Deanna and Reg were having a dinner party, I was somewhat excited to eat real food. I have been since I first got here. Thankfully Carol still remembers how to make a good casserole.
That night at the party I hung around Enid, Mikey, and Ron. I didn't really have anywhere else to go honestly. All night Enid had hardly said a word. It's like she was nervous or something... I was too, but I was having fun, having people my age around and all. At the prison the only friends I really had were Patrick and... Beth. But they're both gone now.
Later on the party ended. I really like my "friends" I guess you could call them, Mikey was cool, Enid was pretty nice even though she hardly said anything. But Ron was different... I'm not sure what it was but he just made things happier I guess. He made me happy.
I was watching over Judith and I saw Ron climbing over the walls of the safe zone, I was curious so I followed him out.
I could hear him walking, but he was no where in my sight. A split second later he walked up into my vision.
"Hey there." Ron said
"Um... Hi?" I said nervously, he made me really nervous.
"Were you looking for me?" He asked
"Well yeah... I saw you climb over the wall and I wondered where you were heading to..." I said quietly.
"I come out here and just walk around, think about things, it's peaceful. Better than in there, I care about Enid I really do, it's just sometimes I wish she would show that she cared too." Ron confessed to me.
"I'm sorry, but you two are a thing?" I said in somewhat disappointment
"Yes, three months in a few weeks."
"Oh... Okay..." I replied
We talked and ran around the woods and messed with walkers for hours. It could go down as the best time I've had since the two years of this hell.
He sat down beside me on a rotten tree that had fallen over. I just stared at him and tried to ignore the fact that I really cared about Ron. I liked him, I liked his personality, his looks, and even his hair gave me warm feelings.
He started to say something but I had cut him off because I had kissed him on the cheek.
"I would care about you." I said happily.
He looked at me and smiled.
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GAYPOCALYPSE
FanfictionCarl is 15. He has recently moved into Alexandria with his dad, Rick Grimes and other survivors. Everyone in his group have lost so much in the past two years of the living hell that is the Earth now, crawling with the walking dead. Ron is also 15...
