(Y/n's pov)
Life without Glenn and Abe I definitely weird. I'm not that used to it. And I try to forget. I really do try! But it's hard when the same man who killed my friends keeps visiting us. Taking our shit, even though he's taken enough from us. He took family, freedom, fathers, faith. Everything we had is now Negan's. But one thing that I'm never gonna give him is my soul. I'm not gonna give him the chance to talk to me, either.
The only person I really talk to is Carl. I guess it's because we were both there. We both saw Glenn die. We both watched Abraham die. We both almost died that night. God, we're lucky that Carl still has his arm. And we're lucky that Rick is still alive. But I don't feel lucky. I feel the exact opposite of lucky. I mean, if I'm lucky, then why did Carl lose his eye all that time ago.
I still remember how he lost it. Ron shot at him. And we're lucky it didn't kill him. There's that word again, lucky. It seems like luck is a fucking lie at this point. But, who am I to speak. Maggie's kid is okay. And only 2 people died.
I don't know how to feel normal anymore. I try to act normal. But then again, nothing is normal anymore.
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Apocalypse Love (Carl Grimes x Reader fluff)
FanfictionAfter finding the infamous group, you try to figure out how to live comfortably in Alexandria and forget your terrible past. But there's one boy who helps you forget. And its Carl Grimes. FLUFF ONLY!!!! mentions of Sexual Assault, Self Harm, and Su...
