Imagines - Chandler Riggs and Carl Grimes

#4 - Happy • Carl (requested)

A/N Okay so this one will have some flashbacks. The flashbacks will be in italics so u'll know. Also I love this name. lol oh and btw Enid is going to have a different personality... Kinda. She won't be in it much tho.

Lea's POV

I examined Enid, the newer girl, while Carl introduced her to me and a few others of the group.

"Enid, this is my dad, Rick, also here's Lea, Michonne, Maggie, Glenn and Noah. Guys this is Enid. She's also from outside. She just got here a couple of months ago." I heard a few murmur hey and hi.

"It's good to meet all of you. I'm sure you'll like Alexandria. Sure you may be freaking out now but you'll eventually get used to it." She said with a smile. Carl smiled over at her and it felt like my heart broke in half. If your wondering, yes I, Lea Silver, have a huge crush on the boy with the stunning blue eyes and dirty sheriffs hat, Carl Grimes. But how can you not, he's fucking hot.

I watched as the group talked on and on to her making me feel excluded from where I was leaning against the chair. I sighed after a couple of minutes and walked out, of course, not being noticed by anyone. I walked to the house that the whole group was sharing for safety precautions. I grabbed my knife and gun, that I had snuck in, and took off out the house, quickly heading over to the large, grey, metal walls. I found some small, metal poles that I had stuck into the walls that surrounded Alexandria. I saw Enid do this once.

And then you found Carl following her.

"Shut up." I growled lowly at the voice in my head.

Once I reached the top of the walls, I climbed down most of the ways before jumping. I landed on the ground with a huff and stood up from my previous crouched position. I started walking, all these different feelings coming to my head. Sadness, because Carl doesn't like me. Jealousy, because Carl likes Enid. Anger, because I've known Carl long than that girl and she just comes and takes it away. And confusion. I've always been told that Carl liked me. Maggie, Glenn, Daryl, Michonne, Rick. They all said that they thought Carl had a crush on me. Of course, I never really responded to that. I don't want anyone to know that I've fallen for the sheriffs son. For the boy that's always been there to help me in tough situations and told me he cared. For the boy that saved a helpless girl in the woods who was bleeding and crying and panicking. And ever since that day, I've always had feelings for him.

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Pain. That's all I felt. The pain and soreness spreading through my leg all the way to my neck. I've been shot. (A/N #FatAmy) This man had found me in the woods all alone, hungry. His name was Gareth. He brought me back to his camp, Terminus. It had fences and big buildings and people. Live people. Not dead. Live. I thought they were nice until they tried to lock me in a box car. I didn't know why and I never found out. I ran right when I realized I was in trouble but, unfortunately, wasn't very lucky when I was climbing their fences. One of the pricks shot me in the leg, blood immediately started seeping through the large hole.

And here I am. Walking. Alone, tired, full of pain and barely able to stay alert. I pushed my back into the bark of a tree and slowly pushed myself down, wincing at the pain. I sat down on a bed of leaves and twigs, starting to pull my pant leg up. I screeched quietly and bit down on my lip, drawing blood. I eventually got to take a look at the wound in my lower leg. It was already beginning to get a purple shading around the hole, blood dripping down in streaks.

My eyes widened at the gunshot wound that happened nearly hours ago. Growls off in the distance took my gaze away from my injured leg to the trees surrounding me. In the distance, I could see biters. Dozens of them. I could usually take this amount but I could barely get up, even when I tried full force. I grabbed my gun from my side and tried pushing myself up for the second time. I, again, failed and tried again and again and again but am alway unsuccessful.