Alone| Carl Grimes

I'm glad I made you come with me ~Part 7~

Bella (Morning)

I crawl out of my sleeping bag. I put my boots on then tie my greasy hair in a high ponytail. I slide my gun in my holster and my knife in my boot, like usual.

I walk into the kitchen and pull out the box of granola bars from my bag. I sit down at the kitchen table and eat. Once I finish, I go back to Rick and Carl. How long can they sleep?

I walk over to Carl and sit next to him.

"Okay Grimes, you've slept long enough" I say into his ear.

He sit's up slowly and stretches. I stand up so he follows.

"Good morning, beautiful" He smiles. I roll my eyes.

"I have some food and water in my bag in the kitchen if your hungry." I say.

"Thanks." He says as he pecks me on the cheek and goes to the kitchen.

After a few moments, he walks back with the bag of Cheetos.

"We should go on a run together, check a few houses down the road" Hey says.

"We can't just leave Rick. He's hurt, he can't protect himself." I say. Carl rolls his eyes.

"Everything's locked, he'll be fine." He says.

"But Carl I-" I start

"Your coming with me." Carl says in a stern tone.

He grabs his gun off the table. He walks towards the back door and I follow him. Here we go, back to the 'real world'. He swings the door open holding his gun up. I hold my knife up ready to stab because my pistol doesn't have a silencer. No walkers, weird. We jump over the fence in the backyard and walk along the road.

We reach a light red house. Carl holds up his gun and I hold up my knife. He twists the door handle but it doesn't budge.

"Locked." Carl says, thinking. Probably about how to get inside.

"Move." Carl says pointing to his left. I move a few feet and he backs up. He runs at the door but when he makes contact he bounces off and falls to the ground. I can't help but laugh. I grab my stomach and continue to laugh. He stands up, blushing from embarrassment. He has a small smile, probably trying to hide his embarrassment.

"If that's so funny, let's see how you do." He says looking at the door.

He hold his gun up behind me while I stand in front of the red door. I do a roundhouse kick and kick the door as hard as I possibly can. I don't know hour I did it but the door slowly creaks open. I look back at Carl who looks just as amazed as I am.

"How did I do?" I ask playfully.

"Okay." He chuckles as he walks inside.

"I'll check upstairs, you check down here." I say. He nods.

I walk up the stairs slowly, with my knife held up. I walk to my left and kick open a door which opens up to a bedroom. Just one walker. I walk behind it and push the knife into its skull and watch it fall lifeless to the ground. Well, I guess it was lifeless for awhile. But they 'came back to life'. I don't know. These things confuse me...

I check the rest of the rooms, which were clear.I sit down against the wall in a hallway. I wonder if that walker died alone, or if it was with someone and they turned and wondered out of the house. Or they were buri-

"It's clear down here. Are you okay up there?" Carl yells cutting of my thoughts. I stand up then walk to the stairs.

"Yeah it's clear, there was just one walker." I say to him, now reaching the bottom of the stairs.

Once he sees me he smirks, and stares. I blush and walk past him to the kitchen. I jump on the counter and look through the cabinets.

"Find anything good?" I question opening and closing cabinets.

"By good, do you mean amazing?" He laughs. I turn around to see him pulling out a big can and 2 big spoons.

"Whats thatttttt?" I ask jumping off the counter.

"This could possibly be 112 ounces of chocolate pudding..." He chuckles.

For some reason, I grab his hand and run up the stairs into the room where the walker was. I let go of his hand then walk to a window leading out to the roof. I push it open and climb out. Carl follows. We get to the edge of house and sit down with our legs hanging off. Carl opens the lid then hands me a spoon. He looks into my eyes and smiles. I look into his blue eyes, and see a sparkle. A small laugh escaped my  mouth as I look down.

"What?" Carl chuckles

"Oh nothing."I say quietly as I shove my spoon in the can and get a huge spoonful of pudding. I missed this.

"Hungry?" Carl asks with a huge grin.

I guess I didn't realize I was eating like a pig.... I feel chocolate all of my face so I quickly wipe it off. Carl laughs and takes a spoonful then shoves it in his mouth. I set my spoon down and rest my head on his shoulder.

"I miss this." I blurt out.

"Me too." Carl says.

"I'm glad I made you come with me" he says.

"Me too." I chuckle.

"We should get back" I say standing up.

"Yeah. Let's look around the house for supplies before we lea-" Carl starts

I hear a gunshot then a horrible pain in my stomach. I let out a small scream.

"Bell-" Carl's says but he's cut off by more gunshots.

I feel my body falling, but hands wrap around my and pull me up. Everything is just blurry, all I feel is the pain in my stomach. I limp as fast as I can to the window. Once I reach it my foot gets caught on it and I feel my body falling again. This time I hit the hard bedroom fall. Everything is blurry, and in slow motion. I hear Carl's muffled screams. I see him leaning over me. My eyes feel like they are getting heavier until they shut all the way, and everything goes black. All the pain in my stomach just... Dissapears.