The darkest path, the walking dead

chapter 3: distance

I see headlights in the distance and I know that it's Carl's group. I want to hide but I need to help Carl get home so I step back a little because I have no plans to get hit by another car.

The car that is coming is about a minute away when Carl breaks the silence.

"I'm sorry but why would you want to leave so bad?" He asks, I look at him shocked for a second isn't it obvious why I would want to leave?

"Because I don't like people the last person I saw besides your group was my father when I killed him" I tell Carl emotionlessly.

"Was he bitten?" Carl asks. I look at Carl as I shake my head, his eyes widen and he looks shocked.

"Then why would you kill him" Carl asks shocked.

"He deserved it" I shrug. The car pulls up next to us reviling the man in the sheriff's uniform.

"What the hell are you two doing out here" he yells at me not Carl.

"Trying to escape hell" I shrug.

"It was my fault dad, she was trying to run away and I followed, I should have stayed she just wanted to leave we can't make her stay." Carl says to his dad. I can't believe the sheriff is Carl's dad.

"I know but it's not safe out there at night" The sheriff sighs.

"Oh come on I have been out there for five months on my own try to calculate how many nights that is" I rolled my eyes.

"But your injured" the sheriff says and Carl nods looking at me. I roll my eyes again this is not the first injury I have had in the last five months but it is going to be hard to shoot a bow with a broken hand so I nod and get into the car.

Carl sits next to me and for the first time I don't move away it feels kind of comforting having someone sit next to me, to feel the warmth on them to hear their breathing like there is a reason to stay on this earth like I could make a life with this group, like I am worth the air we breathe in. It's weird for the first time in forever I don't feel invincible and for some reason it feels great. I stare at Carl and he stares back. I swallow slowly as I look into his ever blue eyes. Why do I have to push people away? I can feel it happening I can't be friends with this dude because if I do he will die like every other person I have loved. We continue to stare at each other no one breaking the silence until the sheriff says.

"I'm rick grimes, I'm Carls farther. You don't have to be afraid of me or anyone in our group we are good people" Rick says and without taking my eyes of Carl I ask.

"I'm Luna, just Luna I don't deserve my family's name and don't want it to be honest" I say, I watch Carl's facial expression change to confusion.

"We not?" Rick asks slowly.

"I don't want to talk about it" I say, a shiver running down my spine but I still haven't taken my eyes of carls eyes. There a beautiful blue.

"Ok I understand" he says from the front seat. I finally unglue my eyes from Carl but I can tell he is still looking at me as I look out the window. Oh god I can't get close to people no I can't.

"Why do you want to go off on your own so bad having a group is useful do you get lonely?" Carl asks

"I want to be on my own because I don't like people and I don't need people" I say.

"We all need people" rick say seriously.

"No I don't" I almost yell.

"Whatever you say" rick says. Carl gives the back of ricks seat a dirty look.