Good Things Never Last - A TWD/Carl Grimes Fanfiction

Part 24

-Kay's POV-

"I'm sorry." I whisper, grabbing Carols bag. Carol grabs my arm, I pull away and I turn around, running into the school. "Carl?" I call out, running around a corner. "Carl?" I get louder, running around another corridor. "This should be fun." A man chuckles behind me. I grab my katana, swinging around. "It will be." I smile innocently, facing the boy. He had pushed back brown hair and a face like Luke's; he looks around my age. "Gareth told me about you, how you're crazy. No one your group cares about you." He whispers. My smile turns to a frown, I put my arms down. "Come with us." He shrugs playing with a knife. I look up. "I mean Gareth wouldn't mind. Come with us." He smiles evilly.

-Carl's POV-

"Carl?" Kay shouts, I keep running. I need to find my dad. I grab my gun and shoot the few walkers in my way. "Carl." Kay shouts again, I sigh and turn around, running back. "Come with us then, I mean Gareth wouldn't mind. Come with us." Kay smiles at the boy. I just stare, I slowly snap out of my trance. I turn around and run away, towards the screams. The corridors are narrow, filled with walkers. I push past them, as the screams get louder. Walkers follow me as I speed up. "Carl?" My Dad shouts, I speed up, running into a classroom. He grabs me, hugging me tightly as the door behind us shuts.

-Kay's POV-

"You seem like a good person, why are you doing this." I ask, walking down the long corridor. "I like ki-" Before he can finish I grab his knife from his holster. In on move I slit his throat. "Me too." I smile, he falls to his knees. I punch in the face, as he takes his last breath. I grab his gun, putting that and his knife in my bag. I take his bag and all the 'valuable' things in my bag. The screams echo down the hallway, I follow them, killing any walkers in my way. "Touch her and I will kill you." That's my Dad. "Not if you're dead first." I look through the window. Dad, Rick, Maggie, Glenn, Michonne, Tyreese, Eugene, Rosita, Tara... Carl. They have them all. I look at them all one last time, catching my Dad's eye. I run up to a janitor closet and go in, shutting the door behind me. I grab my radio. "Carol? Hershel?" I whisper. "They've got everyone. It's just me." I say. "Kay? Right we're on our way." Carol whispers back. "Bring Beth, Gareth, Merle, and Abraham. Is Enid still there? Bring her." I mumble. "Just hurry, I'll meet you outside again." I whisper. "Abraham... He can't." Carol replies, I just put my radio on my holster and go. I run through the corridors, a different way than before. "I found this beauty while fighting one of the red necks." A man chuckles, I look around the corner, breathing heavily. A man and a woman, sitting on chairs, admiring a crossbow. My dad's crossbow.

-Carl's POV-

"Daryl I told you, she's gone with them." I stutter. "Don't say that about my lil' girl!" He shouts, struggling with his hands tied. "S-she was with a boy, I seen her, she's with them." I whisper, a tear falls down my cheek. What if we've lost her? What if I've lost her? "I don't give a fuck what you seen! She's my daughter." He shouts louder "Shut up! Seriously, you people give me god damn headaches." Gareth (De bad one) rolls his eyes. "We should have killed you when we had the chance." Tyreese mutters, I reach in my back pocket, hoping my swiss army knife is still there. I was wrong, I look to Tara who's next to me. She just gives me a small nudge, followed by a warm smile.

-Kay's POV-

I grab my gun, aiming and shooting the man. Anger takes over my body, the woman reaches for her gun and I shoot her in the arm, then the leg, the stomach and finally, the head. I run over and grab the crossbow, putting the strap over my head. The growls got louder as I look down. "Shit." I whisper, breaking into a sprint. I forgot the silencer. I grab my katana and start stabbing any walker in my way. I get to the kitchen, running out the door. "Carol!" I scream, as she turns her head. "Get in the car." I shout, running faster. I jump in the back, as Merle drives away. "Wait, what about the others." I pant, (A/N For now we'll change good Gareth's name to Garry:)) Garry passes me some water, I smile and take a drink. "We need a plan." Beth mutters, I roll my eyes, as she puts her head on Garry's shoulder. "I have an idea." Edith smiles, playing with her knife.