The Walking Dead Oneshots

Growing up - C. Grimes

Y/n Pov

I was so young when the apocalypse began, that I hardly remember life before. Its silly. Most people would do anything to go back to their old life. They'd give the world just to live one day as if it were 5 years ago. But not me. For me and my mama, the apocalypse was an escape.

That's not to say we didn't lose people. I lost my sister, Sophia, right at the very beginning. And it broke my heart. Still, she is in a better place, away from the torment of our father, away from the fear that we live for every fucking day.

Since she passed, the only other person my age has been Carl and we have gotten really close

"What do you think?" Carl asked me as we looked around the new house we had been given. We had just arrived at a place called Alexandria and everyone was crammed into one room, not wanting to be too far away whilst Deanna, the leader of this new community, did interviews with us one by one

"It's weird. None of this feels right."

"I know. Its so normal...that it doesn't feel normal. Does that makes sense?" Carl asked

"Perfect sense. I've never lived in a house like this. Certainly didn't think I'd ever get the chance during the end of the world." We were sat away from the group, on the top of the stairs. Rick had told us not to go far, and for some reason, going on that top floor felt too far. Too out of reach.

I looked around at the vastness of the house. Perhaps it could be a home. I hadn't really had one of those. The closest I got was at the prison but that fever dream came crashing down all too quickly

"This could be a proper life. Judith would get a real childhood, and we could retake the years we lost."

I scoffed at Carl's remark. "Our childhood is well and truly gone. We grew up a long time ago Carl, there's no going back from that."

He shook his head in protest. Grabbing my hands, he looked deep into my eyes as if he was begging for me to see the world as he did. "Look at this place. These people, they don't know us. They don't know what we've been through. In a way, isn't that good? We don't have to be the kids that grew up to fast. We can slow down, live life our way. Y/n, this is our second chance."

"Or maybe its all just another lie."

"You don't mean that."

"Yes, Carl, I do. I really do. You're right. These people don't know us. And we don't know them. After everything we've been through, I can't believe you'd be foolish enough to trust anybody this fast."

I didn't give Carl time to reply as I stood up and went downstairs towards the rest of the group. I walked towards my mama who had just got back from the interview. "Hi baby. You alright?" She asked me, kissing my cheek. She always protected me. After losing Sophia, she clung onto me. And once she had to let go of lizzie and mika, my mama became badass.

"I don't like this place."

"You need to be more optimistic."

"Optimism hasn't done me any good before. Why should it now?" I asked, sitting down next to daryl

He bumped my shoulder with his own, getting me to look up at him. "Cheer up. If this place ain't good, we'll figure it out and we'll leave. We've always managed to escape before."

"Yeah well, there's a first time for everything."

"What's going on with you and Carl?" My mama asked, sitting down next to me. Both she and daryl looked at me like school girls on a playground, trying to catch all the gossip they could