Luke's P.O.V
I woke up to the sun shining exactly in my eyes from one of the holes in the roof. It's probably around eleven, maybe twelve. Everything seems so peaceful, as if the world had never ended. The serenity this morning has brought feels unbelievable. Carl never budged last night. He's still asleep on my chest in the exact position he was in when we told each other goodnight.
He looks so peaceful, just like he did while he was still in the coma. There's something about the way he sleeps that looks so relaxing and peaceful. It's nice for it to finally be just us.
I gently wipe the hair out of his face and speak to him, waking him up.
"Hey, it's time to get up. The search parties might catch up if we don't get moving."
"You're so comfortable, do we have too?"
I let out a soft laugh.
"Yeah, I'm afraid so."
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"Did you ever think about where we were running away to?"
"No, not really. I just knew we had to leave."
We've been walking down some highway for about an hour now.
"Carl, this is killing your dad. It has to be."
"I couldn't stay. It wasn't safe anymore. I'm sure he'd understand."
"He'll never stop searching for you."
"He will, some day. It might be awhile, but he will."
"We have to start over now. Where do we go? I can't live like a nomad. That's how I was living before I found Alexandria. It's not fun. It's no way to live."
"I know. We just have to keep searching. We'll find something somewhere eventually. It's just going to take time."
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Struggles In The Dark (A Carl Grimes Fanfiction)
FanfictionLuke, only seventeen years old, has been alone for quite some time now. He learns to deal with the death of his parents and sets off into the world of the undead alone. After awhile of being alone, he stumbles across a safe-looking community named A...
