Stay With Me

July 16, 9 AM

***Amie's POV***
I looked towards the barn to see Scarlett standing at the edge of the opening in the barn that would normally have hay thrown into it. I lost all sense. I started running. I got to the barn and looked up. There was blood running down her arms and tears flowing down her face.
"Scar." I choked out.
"I-I'm sorry A. I couldn't live with myself anymore. Take care of Carl. You guys are perfect together. I'm just sorry I tried to get between you guys. I hope you can forgive me. I'll miss you."
Then she jumped.
I heard screaming. Then I realized that it was mine. She fell in slow motion. I saw everything. I saw each individual drop of blood that poured from her wrists. I saw each and every part of her body hit the hard ground. I saw her neck snap, her head split open, blood. Blood everywhere. Blood from her wrists, blood from her neck, blood from her head. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. Please be a walker. I thought. I tilted my head back, waiting for the teeth to sink into my flesh. I just felt warmth. I opened my eyes to see Carl. I felt the tears run down my face, running faster than Niagara Falls. I collapsed. Carl picked me up bridal style and carried me into the house. I was layed on a bed and given some kind of tranquilizer. I drifted off, my thoughts clouded.
***Carl's POV***
I'm so worried about Amie. She just lost one of her best friends. I couldn't let her go through that. I can't believe I wasn't there for her. I should have stayed with her by the fire. I'm such an awful boyfriend. I stayed by her side all day, hoping she would wake up so I could hug her. Kiss her. Do anything possible to make her feel better. I dozed off a little until I heard the bedsheets rustling. My eyes shot open to see Amie chugging down the glass of water that was on her bedside table.
"Morning beautiful."
"Is that sarcasm?"
"What?"
"Beautiful."
"Absolutely not. You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen. And I don't want you to ever forget that. Please. Don't put yourself down. Don't make yourself hurt. You are beautiful. You are perfect. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise. Okay?"
She smiled, tears in her eyes. "Okay."
***A/N***
Oh my god the feels! I almost cried writing this chapter. Almost. I kind of hate the world so this was really fun to write. I need therapy. And a mental asylum. Anywho. Here's your chapter Michaela.