TimeBomb (Carl Grimes/TWD)

03

Rick and Daryl left about an hour ago.
It's weird being back here.
It's boring actually. I've been sitting on this couch since they left.
The silence that fills this house is deafening.

"I guess I'll just sleep. " I say to myself as I close my eyes.
It didn't take long until my mind drifted to sleep.
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I get waken up by a sudden jolt.
"Alex,  wake up!" Carl practically yells while shaking me.

"I'm awake!" I say angrily "What do you what?"
"You've been sleeping since Daryl and my dad left." Carl says
"And?  What does that have to do with you waking me up?" I ask
"You shouldn't be asleep, we should do something." He says.
"What is there to do?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"Come on, we're going to my house. " Carl says as he stands up and starts towards the door.
"Why? " I ask confused.
Carl ignores my question on the way to his house. 

We walk into the house and I follow Carl upstairs until we reach the guest bedroom.
"Carl, why are we here." I ask
"Let's play some games." He says as he walks over to a dresser and pulls open a drawer.
I look at him and stay in the door way. 
"What kind of games?"

He pulls out an old box that says battlefield "We're gonna play some board games." He says with a smile on his face.
"Are we five?" I ask
"Hey,  battlefield is actually a really hard game." Carl says

"Mkay sure." I say with a sigh. "Let's play."
After we set it up I ended up winning.
"I thought you said this game was hard, Grimes? " I ask jokingly.
"Rematch!" Carl says as he sets it up again.
The next two rounds I ended up winning too.
Eventually Carl won in the fourth round.
"We should put this up." I say "I'm kinda getting tired."

"Yeah, it is getting dark." Carl says.
As Carl gets up to put the game back in the dresser I walk over to the bed and lay down.
"Crap." Carl mutters.
"I'll be right back!" he says as he walks out of the room.

He'd only been gone a minute and I felt my eyelids grow heavier.
How can I be this tired?  I slept all day.
Eventually I let my eyelids close and I went to sleep.
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I woke up to see Carl on the floor.
"Carl." I whisper "Carl. "
I get a moan of annoyance in response.
"Why are you on the floor?" I ask.
"Your the one who pushed me off in your sleep." He says.
"Sorry." I say "but couldn't you of just gone to your room? "
"But I was already in here and I'm lazy." Carl says.

I sigh, "Get up here, Carl."
Carl slowly gets up and sits down on the bed.
I start to go to sleep again until I hear a thud come from the stairs.

"Did you here that?" I ask as I stand up
"Yeah.  Stay here." Carl says as he walks towards the door.
I follow him to the door and watch as he opens it.
There's a guy with long hair and a beard on the stairs.

"Since when did Jesus get here." I think sarcastically.
Carl aims his gun at him as he walks towards him. "Why are you in my house?" He asks.
"I'm waiting for your parents to get dressed." He says "I'm Jesus."

I look at Carl confused and he returns the look. Then a half dressed Rick and Michonne walk out of their room.
At the same time Daryl, Glenn, and Maggie show up at the bottom of the stairs with guns in their hands.
We all just stare at each other until Jesus clears his throat. "Looks like you guys have something to discuss."

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