Chapter 10 (Yes)

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Alex P.O.V

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"So, your favorite superhero is Blade because you can run as fast as him and your fighting style is like his?" Carl asked while pulling on a door handle of the car 

"Yup" I said as I turned around to pull in the handle of the other car "What about you?" 

"Well... I guess Superman because he is almost like a god, and he can do anything he wants" Carl said walking up to the truck in front of the car 

"Really? I asked with a smile on my face as I followed Carl's actions on the other side of the truck

"Yeah" Carl said stopping in front of the passenger side "Why? is that bad?"

"Nope it's just I should've known" I said with a chuckle

I stepped on top of the step stool of the truck and took a look inside of the truck. There was skeletonized man inside the truck on the driver side. He gave up I looked at his skull that had a hole through the side I took a deep sigh then looking down and I noticed a black knife case in his lap.

"Carl look" I said as I placed my finger on the glass pointing towards the knife case

Carl looked through the passenger window and followed my finger to the man's lap his eye widen and he smile which made me give him a confused look while tilting my head slightly. He smiled then opened the passenger door which caused me to do the same.

"Let me grab those" he said as he pointed at the knife case 

"It's okay I'll grab them for you" I said reaching for the case 

"No, I need to get them out" he said with an almost stern voice which caused me to stop reaching for it 

"Why?" I asked while giving him a little sad face due to him reacting like that

"I'm sorry it just that-" He said then looking down " I just want to show that I can help around but everyone is acting like I can't do anything " he finished while clutching his fist

"You can do anything you want" I said smiling at him then Carl's head shot up and he smiled 

I watched Carl as he reached for the knife case. Once he had a grip on it, he tugged at it gently at first, then with more force on the second attempt. Meanwhile, I noticed a car behind him. if his hand slips off the case he will into the car's window or door and get hurt. So, I descended from the truck's step stool and began making my way toward Carl.

As soon as I turn the corner, or the right back fender of the truck Carl begins to fall backwards so I jolted forward fast and caught him just before he fell into the car. I looked at him and felt a burning sensation on my face, so I quickly put him down without looking at him then turning around not showing my face. What is wrong with me? Why did I react that way? Why does that only happen with him? 

"So, I did do something wrong then" Carl said which interrupted my thoughts  

"No, you didn't do anything wrong. Why would you think that?" I asked as I turned around and faced him

"Well when we were sleeping in the RV before we go to the CDC do you remember?" He asked looking at me with a sad look

I gave him a confused look what is he talking about? Is he talking about- oh now I remember but that was me getting scared it wasn't him it was all me not him.

"Carl that was my fault" I said standing in front of him slipping my hands into my pockets 

"Look if you" Carl said stopping a minute before he continued " If you don't want to be friends just say that" as he finished, he closed his eyes while turning his head towards the side   

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