Savior

Chapter 19: Running From Your Problems

Chapter 19: Running From Your Problems

Tia's POV

I sit there, not moving, just starring at Carter's lifeless body. I slowly reach out and pick up the baby." It'll be okay... there all gone now, no one can hurt you..." I slowly whisper to Carter. I lay him with his head on my shoulder, like I always do when he's sleeping. I stand up and walk over to the rocking chair. I sit down and slowly begin rocking him in my arms. I look down and notice how his eyes look like Carl's do when he's scared. (A/N: idk if this is true, just go with it, she's supposed to be in denial) There a pail blue color, and it's beautiful. Oh, he needs a bath, he's covered in dust, his skin is gray. He reaches up and waves his hands up at my face like always when he wants a kiss. I lean down to kiss him, but blood gets splattered all over me. Oh my god, someone just killed my baby. I look up to see Daryl with his crossbow pointed at Carter, so I hold him up to my chest." YOU KILLED HIM! YOU KILLED MY BABY! YOU KILLED MY BABY, HOW COULD YOU? HE WAS JUST A BABY!" I screamed through the tears. How could Daryl do something like this? Did he finally snap? Did everything that's going on in his life finally drive him crazy? I felt someone try and pull Carter out of my arms." Give me the d*mn walker! He would have eaten you if I hadn't of done that! His eyes were f*cking filmed over, skin was gray, he was trying to eat your face off and you were letting it!" Daryl screamed, what?" No, Carter was not a walker!" I yelled turning around, keeping him in my arms." His eyes looked like Carl's do when he's scared, his skin wasn't gray, he just needed a bath because he was dusty from being in the closet, and he wasn't going to claw nor eat my face! He always does that when he wants a kiss!! Daryl, I don't care what you say, I know the truth." I yell storming out of the room.

Trista's POV

I walk back in the room and put the doll in the chair. I walk over to Norman and hug him, that was a tough scene for me to film." I know it was just for the show, but I'm sorry for yelling at you." I apologize. Norman hugs me back, truth be tolled, I live with the big softy." Guess what?" Norman asks," Yeah?" I ask back, he squeezes me tighter." I got your parents to sign the adoption papers, your officially my daughter." He answers. I hug him tighter, I've accidentally called him daddy a few times since he's basically my dad. Now, I don't have to worry about it." I'm so happy, I love you so much, daddy..." I whisper into his chest. I heard a shocked gasp, then what sounded to be a disgusted groan." Did you just call your room mate daddy? That's f*cking disgusting! I knew you two were closer than you should have been! That's illegal!" I pull away and tackle Andrew," No your not! Andrew, Norman adopted me! That's why I called him that, idiot!" I yelled." Great news, thanks for sharing, now get off your killing me." He groaned. I felt slender arms find there way around my waist, picking me up off the ground. Andy moved out of the way and I started kicking the air." Chandler, I swear, you better let me go before I kicking you where the sun don't shine!" I screamed. Chandler dropped me and ran away. I ran after him and tackled the cuti- idiot. We rolled down the hill and we landed with me on top of him. He looked into my eyes, and kissed me. Before I could respond he pulled away," I love you, Trista, please know that." Chandler spoke, then he looked horrified. I got off of him and ran away. I run and run till I'm right in front of my trailer. I go inside and lock the door. I turn around to find him sitting on the couch." How did you beat me here?" I ask." Shortcut, not why I'm here." Chandler begins, while standing up.