Stolen (A Carl Grimes fanfiction)

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Authors note:
I don't currently have my phone so I won't be updating as much. But I will update as much as I can we I get it back. Also if anyone is actually reading this book please, vote, or comment. Its really discouraging when you think no one is reading but anyways, here is the new chapter!
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I woke up to the sun shining in my face. I looked up to see Hershal holding back the curtain.

"After you get something to eat, Maggie is going to show you to showers so you can get cleaned up."

Did he just say showers!?

"Thank you, for everything." I said in a soft tone.

"You don't have to thank me, Skylar." Hershal said

Then he left, having the curtain fall back down. Then my cell was filled with the sounds of a baby crying. Out of habit, I jumped up and quickly started feeding her. Then I changed her, ever since the outbreak Lacy and the prison have been the best things that has happened to me.

After feeding and changing Lacy I put My holster on over my leggings with my pistol and knife, and put on my combat boots. My hair was still in a ponytail from yesterday. I picked up my beautiful baby girl and walked out of the cell, being greeted by smiling faces.

"Goodmorning Skylar." Maggie looked at me. "Beth fixed you a bowl of cereal, then I'll give you a new change of clothes and we will be on our way to the showers." she said to me smiling.

"Thank you." I said. Around new people I was shy, and very reserved.

I sat down at the small table next to who I think is Glenn.

"Hey" ,Glenn said as I put the spoon of cereal in my mouth, "if you don't want to talk about it, it's okay, but how did you have Lacy?"

I just stopped chewing. Not looking at anyone. Just thinking about the horrible event of that day. I looked up to everyone at the prison looking at me.

"Um, uh...well..." I said in a very shaky tone.

"My brother Mark and I were on a run to get more food. He was a year younger than me. We cleared the place easily, and started filling up on supplies. Then the next thing I knew I was on the ground with, what I thought was a walker, a man on top of me. Then he said claimed, to me as I looked up at Mark with a gun pressed against his temple. Then he started to...", I stopped my voice shaking with a year rolling down my cheak, I can still remember every moment, not that I wanted to but I can't get it out of my head. How much I wanted my daddy to come in and save me. How I wanted my mom to hold me and make sure I was okay. But I knew that wouldn't happen, "Then he started to.. r-rape me..."I said with tears rolling down my face. It was dead silent in the prison except for the occasional creak, and my quiet cries, "after he was... done I passed out.. But when I woke up they stole everything of mine except my pistol, my dad's knife, and my bag. My brother was gone." I said letting out a louder cry.

I looked up to see everyone looking at me. I looked around the room, but when my eyes stopped on Carl I felt something. I felt something that is unexplainable, indescribable. I noticed that when I looked at him, I stopped crying. Its like everything around me just disappeared, that every little worry was gone. At that very moment the worlds wasnt consumed by flesh eating walkers, or people that tried to kill you over a can of green beans. At that moment everything felt normal.