"So, Mary, Why are you out here?" Carly asks me as we continue walking.
"Non of your business." I roll my eyes and head into a store.
"Oh... that bad, huh?"
"Yeah. Grab those guns over there." I tell her, mentioning towards the pistols behind the register.
"So are you gonna tell me?"
"Uh, it's private. I've only been out here for a few days."
"What do you mean?"
I sigh and carry my rucksack over to floor where I'll be planning to sleep.
"Um... what are you doing?" Carly asks me as I lay on the floor, using my backpack as a pillow.
"Killing time." I close my eyes in hope she'll stop talking.
"Oh... well I'll see you in the morning!" She smiles. I sat up onto my elbows and stared at her in amazement. How is she so preppy? "What...?"
"Oh er... nothing just thinking."
"Oh okay! I'm gonna go to sleep." She said taking off her hoodie to reveal something I could not believe. Her arms were covered in white scars, each about 1cm long. My eyes widen as she falls asleep.
I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling. Should I ask her about them? Is it considered rude? God, and she's so nice aswell. And yet, she did that to her self?
With the thought still on my mind, I fell into a gentle sleep.
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I get up in a shock and rub my eyes. Another freaking dream. I need to stop having those.
"Morning!" Carly speaks coming out from the counter. "Did you sleep well?"
"I guess." I mumble, scratching the back of my neck.
"So what are we doing today?" She asks casually, sitting down cross legged next to me.
"I don't know. Maybe just have a look around?" I suggest as I get up off the floor and grab my backpack. "Find some shelter where we can rest for a few days."
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"So er... Mary, are you gonna tell me what you're doing out here?" Carly questions me again.
"Is this seriously out on the table again?"
"Yep."
"Why don't you tell me why you're on your own? Huh? Nosy bitch." I accidently say without thinking.
"I'm sorry." She says, kicking the rocks beneath her feet. "You remind me of a girl I once knew. Stubborn kid. How old are you?"
"I'm 16." I say confidently for the first time in forever. I'm not a very confident person...
"Yeah, she would be about your age now. I'm not sure. I don't know what year it is."
"Does anyone?"
She smiled before carrying on the conversation. "Smart bitch you are. But God forbid you get too close to anyone."
"Well the last person I got to close to died. And frankly I like you Carly."
"So, out with it kid."
"Well, I've ran away before. I guess I do it to try and run away from my problems? I dunno. Anyway, my best friend... Alex... He um..." I stopped talking and stopped walking.
"Oh. You don't have to talk about it..."
"No. I have to get it out my system somehow." I continue walking.
I tell her everything. From Chris to Carl and Ollie and Alexandria.
"Carl seems like a good kid. Why did you leave him?"
"I've been asking myself that for these past couple of days." I sigh. Why did I leave him? "I guess my emotions took over."
"I get ya."
"Let's just keep walking."
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"So, what about you?" I ask Carly, setting up our campfire in the woods.
"Eh." She grunts. "It's a long story."
"We have all the time in the world. That's the only good thing about this suck-ass life."
"Ha, well I started while I was in high school about 12 years ago. I met a guy. A big, sexy hunk of a guy. Dead sweet. The complete package." She chuckled remembering her past life. "We did everything together, first drink, first kiss, first time. We were together about 7 years, then the shit hit the fan. We escaped together, me, him, his nut of a brother and his sister; ya know the stubborn one? Yeah. We were safe and happy enough. We were together." She smiled weakly before looking down. "His brother got himself into shambles, taking drugs, achohol. A-and I couldn't live with it anymore. He was gonna get us killed. Hell, he got his own sister killed. I told him if he didn't stop then I'm leaving. He didn't. So I left. Stupid bastard. I said goodbye to my lover and left. He didn't want me to leave obviously, yet he never came for me. And I've been out here since."
"Damn." I grunt, taking a seat next to her to lay down for the night.
"Yeah. We're more alike than you think."
There was a slight pause before I broke the silence.
"Can I ask you something personal?"
"And what might that be?"
Okay this is hard.
"Where are your scars from?" I ask while facing her.
"Oh. Those." I nodded as she sighed. "After I left, I was lonely. I got depressed and sad. I wanted to die. This was my only option. Do you mind?"
"Mind what?"
"These. They're ugly. Do you mind them being here?"
"There's nothing that can be done, Carly." I laugh and fall on my back. "What was your boyfriends name?"
"Daryl."
A/N
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OKAY I'M CRYING AND SCREAMING AND SHOUTING BECAUSE I JUST WATCHED THE NEW EPISODE.
*SPOILERS*
CARL LOST AN EYE
HE'S HALF BLIND
GOD DAMN
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R.I.P Ron, Jessie and Sam. You will not be missed. (Except Jessie, she was okay)
So we dove deep into Carly's background and it got deep.
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