Struggles In The Dark (A Carl Grimes Fanfiction)

Not Out of The Woods

Enid's P.O.V
Before I realize what I'm doing, my hands are wrapped around Ron's neck. I'm squeezing hard. He drops his gun and reaches for my hands with both of his. He's not going to succeed, I won't let him. I'm going to make sure he gets what he deserves.

I feel hands on me. Jessie yanks me away from Ron. I then turn and punch her right in the jaw, knocking her backwards. Ron's on the ground on his hands and knees coughing. Mikey pulls me away from Jessie as soon as my fist connected with her jaw. The walkers are approaching us. They're getting too close for comfort.

"Enid, stop! You're not solving anything by trying to kill Ron or punching Jessie!"

"Get your hands off of me!"

The walkers are coming closer now. They'll reach us long before they reach Carl and Luke.

"Enid, fighting out here will only get us killed! We need to get inside! Right now!"

He's still holding on to me, making sure my arms are restricted so I can't hit him or anyone else.

"I said get your hands off of me!"

I'm thrashing and squirming to get out of his grasp. Jessie's helping Ron inside while all of this is taking place. I did it, I finally got out of Mikey's grasp! Jessie run out of the house and sees the walkers in grabbing distance of us.

"Mikey! Enid! Watch out! Move!"

I push Mikey backwards to make sure he couldn't grab me again while Jessie was warning us of the danger. I turn and watch as the walkers grab Mikey and tear him to pieces. His screams of pain and the blood gushing from his body sent me into shock.

I didn't mean to kill him... I was just trying to get him off of me..

I just killed Mikey. I murdered him. I stand there stunned by my actions. I've never killed anyone before. A walker is coming for me. My brain is telling me to run, but my body isn't responding. I'm frozen. Jessie runs to my rescue, pushing the walker aside just before it reached me. She grabs me by the arm and pulls me into the house. Slamming the door shut behind her.

Luke's P.O.V
Carl's on the ground, blood pooling around him. He's been shot in his right eye. Ron shot Carl. He tried to kill him. I think I've made my decision. Carl isn't the dangerous one, Ron is.

Oh God... there's so much blood. I fall down onto my knees beside him and check to see if he's still breathing - he is! His breathing is faint, but it is still there!

The walkers have already made it to Ron's house. Enid just got Mikey killed. It was an accident, she didn't know they were that close. After all, she did have her back to them.

Ron, Jessie, and Enid have made it safely into the house by now. Rick and Michonne have just rounded the corner. They both have a terrified look on their faces. Some walkers branch off and head for us. They're getting close.

"What the hell happened to my son!" he yells at me enraged.

Oh no, does he think I did this?

"I'll explain later, we need to get him to safety! He's dying!" I yell.

Rick picks up Carl's legs and I pick him up under his arms. His head is laying against my body, soaking the lower part of my shirt in his blood. As we run, I try not to let his head move around too much. I don't want to cause anymore damage than has already been done.

"We're going to Denise's house! Michonne, cover us!" Rick yells.

Michonne is managing keeping the walkers off of us with her sword, but I'm not sure how much longer she can do it alone.