"Fun, right?" I smirked at Carl.
It's still day time, so we have the rest of the day to do something.
"I guess so. We should do it more often."
"Do what more often?" Michonne asks us, walking into the room. Shit.
"Uh..." I stunned trying to find a lie.
"We went... On a picnic!" Carl covered up, winking slightly.
"Is that so?" Michonne said with a chuckle.
"Yeah... It was fun." I smiled looking over at Carl's face. He's gone bright red and looks like he's gonna burst out laughing. "Anyway Michonne, thanks for the chat; but we must get going now."
We both ran upstairs. When we got into my room, we both laughed so hard. Carl fell over which made me laugh even more.
"Carl... Oh my god!" I laughed loudly. "Are you okay?" I said calmly.
"Dandy." He grumbled.
"You're so adorable." I said getting up to give him a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. His strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me into him. The kiss was short but passionate.
"Mary, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure what's up Carl?"
"Would you-" Carl was cut off by some chaos coming from outside. I quickly looked out the window and saw Pete and Rick having a fight of some sort. We both rushed outside.
Rick and Pete were covered in blood. Jessie was in the corner crying, Sam was behind Carol, Glenn and Nicolas tried to pride Rick off of Pete. Jessie tried to get involved but got her a slap around the face by Pete. Rick looked like he has lost it.
"Stop it!" Deanna breathed, running up to the scene.
"You touch her again, I will kill you." Rick gritted through his teeth at Pete.
"Damn it Rick! I said stop!"
"Or what?!" Rick exclaimed, pulling out a gun from his back pocket. Carl held onto me for support and protection. "Or... you're gonna kick me out?!"
"Put the gun down Rick." Deanna slowly said.
"You still don't get?! Non of you do! We know what needs to be done and we do it. We're the ones that live. You...! You just... sit and plan and hesitate. You pretend like you know but you don't!" Rick says, dropping his gun. Everyone turned around and heard Sasha killing walkers in the guard tower with a sniper. "You wish things that weren't what they are. You wanna live? You want this place to stay standing? Your way of doing things is done! Things don't get better because you want it to! Starting right now, we have to live in the real world. We have to control who lives here."
"That's never been so clear as it is now." Deanna agrees.
"Me? Me? You mean me?" Rick chuckles. "Your ways are gonna destroy this place. It's gonna get people killed, it's already gotten people killed." Carl squeezes my hand tightly at the mention of Noah. "I'm not gonna stand by and let it happen. If you don't fight; you die. I'm not gonna stand by-"
Michonne hits him, knocking him out cold.
"Oh my god! Michonne?" Carl's says, hovering over his Dad's body. I tried dragging him back, but he resisted.
"Carl come on. We should go. They'll take care of him." I tried persuading him.
"Yeah, okay..." he said, watching his dad being carried on a stretcher towards the infirmary.
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"He'll be okay, Carl." I said, watching him pace around his room. Judith was now sat on my lap playing around with the necklace Carl got me.
"But why did he do that? Why did Pete do that?"
"I don't know Carl. Maybe they just had a disagreement? Or they just lost it with each other."
"That wasn't my dad out there. He's... He's not like that."
"Carl, listen to me. He probably just snapped like I said so stop worrying about it." I said again gently.
"Okay. I guess you're right. I'm just worried." He said coming over to sit on the bed next to me.
A couple of minutes later, Carol came into my room.
"He's awake if you want to see him." Carol said kindly. I nodded towards Carl to go. He left and I just played with Judith. That was until I heard the door bang. Like someone was trying to get in.
Worryingly, I left the comfort of my room to have a look. I left Judith playing with some toys that Carl brought over. I sneaked down the stairs, with a knife in my hand (I always had a knife in my pocket incase something goes downhill).
I opened the door in one swift motion. Startled, I stumbled back as Ollie came through the door. He angrily glared at me.
"Where is he?" He glared, grabbing my collar and pushing me againist the wall.
"What are you talking about!?" I cried loudly. I tried going for my knife bug he pushed it away from me.
"That prick! The one that stole my girl." He muttered in my ear disgustingly. "Where is he, 'Princess'?"
"He's not here! Leave me alone. P-please."
"I'm gonna have some fun, Darlin'." He said in his full country accent. He started kissing my neck roughly which made me gag in disgust of the achohol that had took over his breath. I managed to get out of his grip, running over towards the kitchen to grab a knife. Unfortunately it didn't work out. Be grabbed me by my waist as I kicked and punched him. I kicked him hard where the sun doesn't shine.
As he laid on the floor, clutching his nuts, I rushed upstairs to grab Judith.
I held her on my hip as she cried loud sobs. Ollie, still on the floor, shouted my name loudly as I sprinted out of the front door towards Carl's house.
A/N
AGHHH!!!
A few days ago I realised I had 552 reads which is insane! Thank you!
Sorry for the longish wait, I've been having non stop homework which is probably killing me slowly.
Today's question is...
What is your favourite food?
At the moment mine is PIZZA. OR COOKIES. I'M SAM. I NEED CAROLS COOKIES.
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