Survive ( twd carlgrimes)

Chapter 99

CARL'S POV.
Time still ticks by, the days drone on, the nights are too quick but mostly because i'm so tired I fall asleep and all I can see is her. I dream of her still being with us. Its gotten to the point that Dad and Abbie take turns of waking me up in the night after screaming for her to come back. They remind me that she's gone and Judith is too. Every night when Abbie woke me she would hug me and whisper in my ear:
"Grief is the price we pay for love."
Most people have had the time of nearly two months now to move on from the deaths, but I don't think I can ever move on. Neither can Abbie. She used to have hope but as the days go by we notice the eyes that once sparkled with joy and humour turn cold and dead. Under her eyes are permenantly red and puffy from crying all the time. Being with Abbie hurts because she reminds me so much of her, but she also makes me feel comfortable knowing that i'll still always have a part of Madison. The depression of losing her most loved and only family left has taken its toll on Abbie. Last night I found her with her knife in her hand ready to cut her wrist until I caught her. She cried for what seemed like hours clutching her beloved Barbie doll, but I held on tight to her until she finally fell asleep. Madison and Judiths death has brought us closer together as if she were my sister. But nobody can replace my own blood.

We walk through the forest just looking for anything to eat. There is barely any life around here, only the dead. Our stomachs growl as we walk. From the corner of my eye I thought I saw something move but when I looked again nothing was there. A few moments later a twig snapped and birds flew away from the tree next to the noise. I lift my gun in sync with the others and I take the safety off.
"Who's there?" Abraham yells.
"Come out with your weapons down and in view." Dad shouts.
We hear more rustling in the trees until they stop. Suddenly something goes flying past Michonnes head, just missing it. I spin around to see what was fired at Michonne. An arrow, a very familar arrow.
"Daryl?" I yell.
More footsteps are heard only this time more rushed. People emerge from the trees. Our family emerges.
Beth tackles me with a hug as does Maggie. Daryl,Rosita,Tara, Luke and Glenn follow after them.
I look everywhere for Madison and maybe a sign of Judith. But they're nowhere to be seen, I knew it was false hope. Maggie turns with a smile on her face.
"Wheres Mads?" She asks looking around. Her smile slowly drops when nobody answers. Luke begins to shake with rage. "Where. Is. Mads?" He says through his teeth. Everyone either looks at me or Abbie. I just shake
my head no. Abbie speaks for me.
"She didn't make it..... Or Judith."
Maggie begins to make a horrible sobing sound as she falls to the ground crying while clutching her chest. Glenn kneels beside her trying to comfort her but its no use. I look to Luke who is still shaking but tears flow down his face. I can't help feel bad for him. He has been seperated twice from her and they shared a crib together. He attacks three oncoming walkers all by himself. He roars at them while repeatedly stabbing  one over and over again even though its dead. Daryl and Tara lifted him off the ground.
Beth is crying, Glenn is crying, Michonne is crying... Basically everyone is crying. We decide to just keep moving and share what little food we had with each other until we find shelter.

MADISONS POV.
Take another few steps Madison. Take a drink Madison. Give the bottle to Judith, Madison. Find shelter Madison. Kill that walker Madison. Stop Judith crying Madison. Climb that tree Madison. Sleep Madison. Eat Madison.
These are the commands I give myself every hour of everyday to keep going. I feel like I have turned into a walker. I feel numb. Like everything thats happened since I was eight was a dream, but I know its not and thats what kills me. Not knowing if Abbie and Carl are alive kills me. I slowly walk down a road. I don't even know where I'm going anymore. I feel every bit of energy from lifting my leg to step forward drain me, and all I want to do is lay in the middle of the road and sleep for a million years. Judith looks around at the fields to the right of us and points to the crows flying above us. Even though I have a person with me, i've never felt so alone in my entire life. Its gotten to the point that i've stopped trying to stay strong for Judith simply because I can't. I bawl my eyes out before bed and again when I wake up thinking that he is still alive, right beside me, only to realise it was a dream. The imaginary bottle that i've been holding the unshed tears in is about to overflow, and I don't know how to reduce the tears.
I keep walking with Judith in her pouch on my back. To make things better I was attacked by a herd of walkers a week ago and so I lost everything apart from my bow,arrows, mothers knife, Judiths pouch, her bottle and Judith herself.
Stop daydreaming Madison. Pay attention Madison. Find food Madison.
The voice in my head commands.
I walk towards the trees on my left that leads to a forest. I might find a squirrel for dinner but I most likely won't. Theres no life in these parts of the forest, only the dead. I walk and walk deeper into the trees until I hear a high pitched scream. I follow the scream, running, sprinting towards the sound. Its the first sound of life i've heard in a month, maybe longer.
I run and run until I come to a scene infront of me.
A walker chows down on a woman and infront a small child stands in shock watching the woman being torn apart. Her back is to me but I recognise the long blond-brown hair and pale skin.
"Abbie?"