When I'm with you a Carl grimes love story

Flashbacks

Hey guys so this is my first 'The walking dead' fan fiction I'll try my best to update. I hope you guys like it but if you don't no one is making you read it. There will be bad language and some sexual scenes again if you don't want to read this you don't have to.
~
Rewritten
~
Chapter 1 Flashbacks

It's been two years since this zombie apocalypse shit hit the fan. I always have to watch my back because there are the dead and the living that are ready to kill at any given moment.

Let me tell you about myself, my name is Bella Pritchard my hair is brown and I have dark green eyes.

I live, well I guess I used to live in Atlanta Georgia with my mother, dad and brother Brad.

I didn't have the best life at home but my brother on the other hand, he was treated royally.

He was allowed to do whatever he wanted. He got to go out, I always had to stay home.
He was allowed to stay up as late as he wanted to, and I had to go to bed every night at eight thirty.

He basically got whatever he wanted while me on the other hand all I needed was Carl.
I was twelve almost thirteen when the world decided that it wanted to go to shit.
I was still in school with my best friend Carl Grimes when my family came in a hurry to get me out.

Sometimes I wonder if he is still alive. I've watched dead kids eating adults most likely their parents, it makes me sad to even think that Carl could be that way but my main priority is to find him, I have to.

I am now fifteen I know this cause there have been two winters and my birthday is in December.

I have a crossbow with at least seventeen arrows left, a machete, a big hunting knife, and two pistols one my dad gave me and the other one was my brothers.

My mom and dad died about a year ago when we were on a run to a store that we didn't know was over run. I was really, really sad that my dad died not so much my mother I kinda feel that she got what she deserved.

My brother and I got out since the small herd of walkers were distracted by eating our parents. 

Then after about a week my brother and I were searching through houses in a small neighborhood looking for food and water when I heard it. Brad was screaming telling me to take his gun and bag then leave.

I looked inside of the living room where I saw him getting torn apart by those flesh eating mother fuckers. Another came up behind him and took a huge chunk out of his neck. My eyes widened at the sight while the tears streamed down my face I'll never un-see that.

I didn't want to just leave him there but I couldn't save him now, he was already infected.

His neck was basically torn off, he had bite marks on his arms, and I saw one on his stomach. I turned around wiping away the tears and ran out the door.

I have been on the move since then moving from house to house. I never stay more than a day or two but I get what I can get and leave.

Some people that I have ran into tried to take my weapons but I knew better then that and I did not feel safe without my weapons.

I still have nightmares every now and then of him but instead of it being just Brad getting torn apart by the walkers it was Carl as well.

Bella's pov

I have been running for about an hour now trying to get away from a herd that I ran into a little while back.

My lungs were burning from running so fast. I took a shortcut into the woods. I couldn't stop now or the flesh eating freaks that I call walkers would get me.