I Had A Group {Carl Grimes Fanfic} (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 6: Daryl

"Daryl. Dixon. A real badass. So confident, so strong. Used a fücking crossbow", he said, using hand gestures. I giggled a little causing a small smile to form on his face. He may be a bit crazy but damn is he cute.

Wait, the fück? Luna, you needs to stay in your lane. The single lane.

"Damn, one tough cookie", I replied.

"Yeah, you know, like everyone else, he lost people", he said, a little frown forming as he went back to his earlier position of hugging his legs. It was a bit silent, pretty much awkward is what you could call it.

"Um, who did he loose?", I askes, innocently.

"His brother, Merle. Found him as a walker then had to finish the job", he said, shaking his head. I felt my heart drop as I thought about Jo, my own sister. Or, was.

"Yeah", I said sighing. "I know how that is". He turned his head and looked over at me. I turned to him. "My own sister. Her name was Jo. She, um", I was interrupted by my voice becoming shaky. I then realized I was crying. I guess I wasn't as strong as I thought. It wasn't until I felt a pair of arms rap around me. I was caught off guard but hugged Carl back. He pulled away.

"You don't have to tell me", he said quietly, holding onto my shoulders.

"No, it's okay", I started. "Um, she... ended it. I left her alone in a room in the house we were staying in and when I came back, it was too late. There was nothing I could do. It was her wrists. I had to be the one to put her down"

"I'm sorry", he whispered. "Someone else had a hard time. Her name was Michonne.