(Sorry if I already used the pic)
You walked over to Carl's house and walked in. You hadn't seen him in what felt like forever and after what happened with his eye, you needed to see him.
You went up to his room and knocked on the door. "Hmmm?" He hummed loud enough for you to hear.
You walk inside and he groans and rolls his eye. "What?" You ask with concern laces in your voice.
"It's you." He grunts and continues to read the comics he had in his lap.
"Yeah. Carl, we're best friends, you should be happy to see me." You say and he groans.
"I never liked you. I was always forces to hang out with you. I could care less about what you do and what happens to you." He spits and your heart shatters at his words.
"I guess if that's what you want." You say and he says, "Get out so I don't have to see your ugly ass face any more."
Your heart was shattered, stomped on, and then set on fire because of his words. You nodded and slowly walked out the door.
You trotted down the stairs and let it all sink in. He had always said that you were the best and that you were beautiful and that he cared about you.
You walked to your house that you shared with Daryl. You shut the door and took a deep breath.
"Hey kid." Daryl greets and you ignore him and walk into your room. Daryl was a father figure to you so you chose to stay with him.
You laid on your bed and started to cry. "Kid, is everything ok?" Daryl asks from the doorway.
"N-n-no." You say and sob uncontrollably. "I'll go get Carl." He says and you jerk up. "No. He's the reason for this. Don't get him." You say and lay back down.
"Should I get Maggie?" He asks and you say, "if she isn't busy, that would be great."
You saw Maggie as a sister or a mother figure so you hoped that you could talk to her.
Soon enough after Daryl left, Maggie came inside your room. She sat down on the bed and rubbed your back.
"Tel me what's wrong?" She asks softly. "Me... I'm what's wrong." You say and cry a little harder. "What's wrong with me?" You add and Maggie stops running your back.
"Your perfect. What do you mean what's 'wrong with you?'. Your awesome and amazing and talented." She says and you smile at her.
"Thanks Maggie." You say and she says, "no problem sweetie. Now, you need to eat something."
"I'm not hungry." You say and turn around to where you were facing the wall of the bedroom instead of Maggie.
"Ok. Well, yell if you need me." She says and you nod.
*Three days later*
You haven't moved for three days and you were running out of bodily fluids to cry out. Every day Maggie and Daryl would try to feed you and give you a drink but you would always refuse.
You knew that you were near your end because you could barely move and you were sweaty and pale.
Maggie had told you a little while ago that Carl had been worried sick about you but you didn't care because you knew that he was probably faking it.
You hear your door open and feel the bed dip down beside you. "I'm so sorry, (y/n)." You hear Carl say and you cry even harder than you were.
"I feel awful knowing that I did this to you. I love you, that's why I couldn't get close to you anymore. I figured that if I made you hate me that you wouldn't come near me and that I wouldn't have to worry about rejection." He confesses and you open your eyes to look at him.
"Rejection?" You croak out. He nods and says, " yeah. Because of my eye. I mean I look like shit. I'm ugl-"
You cut him off by saying, "There is nothing wrong with you. You don't look like shit and your not ugly. I mean I liked the whole 'patch over your eye' thing. I think it's hot. But it hurt like hell when you said those things."
He nods and pulls you into him. He kisses your forehead and you squeeze his torso as tight as you can with out breaking your own feeble bones.
When you pull apart he leaves and comes back with food and water. You eat and then lie down again.
You hadn't slept in those three days either. He laid down next to you and pulled you close.
Your faces were inches apart. You looked into his eye and then to his lips.
When you looked at his eye again he was looking at your lips. He leaned closer and so did you.
When your lips met his they both moved in sync. It was like fireworks and butterflies were born to explode in your stomach.
When you pulled apart you both said you loved each other at the same time. You both laugh and then slowly fell asleep in each other's arms.
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✌🏻️peace out my lovelies!
