Carl Grimes & Chandler Riggs One Shots

Friends - CARL

Flashback - At The Prison

"You're saying that because I'm the only girl around"

"No you're not, Beth and Lizzie and Mica are too"

"The only girl your age dummy"

"I mean it y/n, I wish we had met in other circumstances but I really like you"

"Yea right, we'll see when another girl our age comes through those doors one day, let's see if you still like me then"

"Oh believe me, I will"

Present - Alexandria

Y/n's POV

"Yea right, we'll see when another girl our age comes through those doors one day, let's see if you still like me then"

Fucked the moment I said that, fucked the moment he said that he felt something for me, fuck him, and fuck her.

I knew it was going to happen it was a matter of time, I mean, when you are the only teenagers around there ain't much to look forward in a relationship, either of us was gonna die sooner or later, or maybe just maybe we could've had ended up with each other, gosh for sometime I thought Carl was gay. But I wasn't expecting this, I wasn't expecting seeing people my age ever again. I know I should be thankful, and that it's selfish of me to think that the group will do better outside. I know I should act like I've been saved from the hell outside this community, but are you kidding me? Are people really expecting me to act like we are all safe now?

Flashback - The Interview At Alexandria

Deanna, the supposedly leader of Alexandria, brings me into her living room, she just finished with Carol, and from what I heard Carol just gaslighted the shit out of Deanna.

"Please feel free to touch anything that catches your eye, grab a book don't be afraid"

Deanna seemed nice, but these days you couldn't even trust a puppy.

"Do you mind if I record the interview?" she asks, "nah I'm fine", "I see you like reading", how tf does she know? "How do you-" Deanna interrupts me, "One of your bags was full of books" she answers "Oh yea, there's not much to do these days, other than killing of course" I wish I could be nice to this old lady but my respect towards people went down the drain a long time ago.

"I can't help but noticed that you are not related to any of the adults in your group, may I ask about your parents?" haven't had this question since I met Rick and the others, ugh, "what's there to ask? They're not here" I say with a straight face sitting down for the first time in a while on a couch, "Well are they-", "dead?" I cut her off "Yeah, they're long gone, probably out there eating another girl that's not me"

It's a shame I don't feel any sadness when talking about it anymore. I should be ashamed

"How did you lose them?", "mother got eaten by walkers, my sibling was going to turn I made sure to stop that, dad was just never in the picture if you know what I mean, happy?" that last one hurt, "I can't imagine that happening to a little girl you most be very strong, at least you found another family right?" I nod in agreement.

She really asked any weird off putting questions. The question where she asks about my parents is no surprise, just pure curiosity.

There's still is a question that bugs me till this day though.

"What's your relationship with the long haired boy?"

damn why does she wanna know

" Daryl is just my guardian"