Mariah

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Angel's POV
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"So, this is your home?" I smiled, breathing in the sweet air,

"Yeah, it's not much but you're welcome to stay for as long as you like." Carl said nervously, adjusting his cute little hat on his head,

"Are you okay Carl? You seem nervous." I question,

His cheeks began to glow red,

"Y-yeah, I forgot something, um here," He grumbled, dragging the nearest person, a blonde, to me, "this is Beth you guys would like each other, I have to go."

And with that, he was gone... And I was left with Beth to talk.

Carl's POV
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I ran to my cell; knowing that Mariah would be in there. The whole time I was with Angel, the look on Mariah's face when I left as eating me alive. She's my best friend for fuck's sakes.

I ran passed everyone, not minding that I hit a couple people on my way, I reached my cell. Stopping to gather a deep breath. I bent over, grabbing my knees breathing before straightening my posture and walking in.

"Mariah?" I silently called out,

It was completely dark in here, all I could see was a silhouette of Mariah's short, curvy body on her bunk crying softly into her pillow.

"Mariah, what's wrong?" I sighed, sitting on the end of the bunk,

"What?" She said soflty, sitting up a little, propping herself up on her elbows,

"Are you okay?" I asked soothingly,

"I don't want to lose you." She cried, grabbing onto me and pulling me in for a hug,

I wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her on my lap, she rested her head on my  shoulder, soaking it with her salty tears.

"I can't lose you."

"Baby girl, I'm right here, nothing can take me away from you."

"No, you like her!" She yelled, backing away,

I pulled her back, but she wouldn't hug me, she was furious.

"Who? Angel?" I asked, slightly sighing dreamily,

She is beautiful; the way her blonde hair is greasy, yet still flows perfectly, her radiant brown eyes sparkle in th-...

"Yes!" She yelled, punching my chest over and over,

She does this a lot, it's her way to vent; violence. I'm used to it she never opened up to anytime like she does to me.

"Why are you getting so mad? We just met baby girl, she might not even be my type I don't like her, not in that way at least." I lied,

"Carl Grimes, I know when you're lying, you've been my best friend for seven mother fucking years." She cried, punching my jaw,

It hurt, but I still held on, I pulled her in with my muscular arms hugging her, she struggled over and over until she collapsed, crying even harder,

"I love you Car." She cried, wrapping her arms around me,

"I love you too Mar." I sighed, 

Best friends say that to each other all the time... Right?

Mariah's POV
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I said I loved him, I didn't mean it in that way, I mean, I've known him for 7 years and we know almost everything about each other.