Child Soldier (Carl Grimes Love story)

chapter two

"Who the hell are you?!" said the boy.

"I could ask you the same," I responded.

"Where did you get that?!" He yelled, gesturing towards my knife on the ground.

"Again, I could ask you the same!" I snapped back. after a couple of seconds of staring at each other, I remembered my ID paper. "Hey! I can prove that I'm not some weird attacker." I started looking through my pockets to fnd nothing. I started panic and searched the floor. I found it a couple feet away. It must of fallen out of my pocket. I handed it to the boy.

He lowed his gun and picked up my knife. "Where did you get this?!"

"It's  mine!" I yelled in defense. He put my ID and knife in his pocket. Then he grabbed my arm and started to drag me down back the way I came, but instead of going straight we made a left. "Let go!"

"Shut up!"

We came to a different cell block and walked in. There were a lot of people in there but not Woodburry people, they were the original prison group that saved us and I'm guessing this boy was one of them.

"Look who I found roaming around in the tombs." He pushed me forward in front of the leader, Rick, and continued on. "With this!" He yelled as he threw my knife onto a near table.

"What were you doing in the tombs, Carl?" Rick questioned. I could see Carol and Beth come out of a cell to see what was going on. Beth was holding a........baby?

"That's not the point Dad!" Carl replied.

"Fine we will talk later. Who is this?"

"She claims to be named Gabrielle but I wouldn't believe her. She's probably a spy!"

"Does she have an ID?"

"Yeah here" Carl handed his dad my ID from his pocket.

Rick studied the ID and turned around to question Carol and Beth. "Do you know her?"

"Yeah we met her checking the cells, she didn't seem dangerous." Carol said coming to my rescue.

"Well you clearly didn't check well enough," Rick said, then he turned back to me. "Where did you get this, little girl?"

"From my bag.." I responded.

"Why didn't you turn it in and why were you in the tombs?" He asked.

"Because it's mine and I'm sorry I got tired of waiting for the old people to die, so I decided to go on a little stroll," I answered with no emotion.

"Well I'm going to have to take this until you are authorized to handle it. Carl. Daryl. Go check every corner of this girls cell for any more weapons." Rick ordered them. They just nodded and headed off.

"No! You can't do that it's mine!" I protested.

"Carol take her back to her cell." He said as he handed my ID back. "We are going to have to keep a close on her."

Carol walked me back. Along the way she asked me a few questioned but I zoned them out and didn't say a word. Once we got there She told me to stay out of trouble and walked away. I leaned against the bar frame and watch them rip apart my cell. I noticed Carl looking through my bag of clothing, " Having fun?" I asked with no emotion. He looked back and gave me a dirty look and started to search Maddie's bed. I saw that they found my sling shot because it was on the ground in the middle of the room. I next looked over noticed the guy named Daryl looking at my family photo.

"Is this your family?" He asked while staring into the picture.

"What does it look like?" I snapped back. He kept staring at the photo like he recognized it. Then something clicked, " What did you say you name was again?"

"Daryl. Daryl Dixon, why?" he answered and he turned to look at me.

"Did you by any chance have an idiot brother named Merle?" He looked even more confused.

"Yes..." It all came together now. I stepped forward and slapped him across the face as hard as I could. Carl just sat on the bed and watched very confused. "What the Hell was that for?!"

"Oh I'm sorry Let us start over," I grabbed his other hand that wasn't holding his face and shook it. " Hi, I'm Gabrielle Jonson and I'm your daughter!"

"Shit.." was all he could say...