Goodbye // Carl Grimes

Chapter Two

Lain's POV

My brother stood there a smile on his face, "Lainey! I've been looking for you!"

"Silo?" I asked in disbelief.

He walked towards me, his arms were open for a hug. I fought the urge to hug back.

He's crazy.

I stood still as he hugged me, his head on my shoulder.

"Lain, who is this?" Rick asks.

I pushed Silo away from me, and took a few steps back.

"He's my–"

"Brother! I'm her brother, who are you?"

"One of the people who found her. Rick Grimes,"

"If you're anything like your sister you can stay." Deanna nodded towards him.

"Isn't she sweet? I think she takes on most of the traits our mom had."

"And you take most of dad's traits, right? Silo, you are nothing like me, and I'm nothing like our mom."

"Did you just? What have I told you about doing that?" He turned to face me.

"Just leave me alone Silo, I'm done with you." I started walking away.

"Lainey!" He called.

"Deanna, he's not what he seems. The smart decision would be not letting him stay."

"Why do you say that?"

"When Rick, Daryl, and Glenn we're bringing me here. They asked how many people I killed, I said three, they asked why. I told them that they killed my mom, but there was four that caused her death, I couldn't bring myself to kill one of them. Can you guess who that one person was? He killed the only person who loved me."

"That's not true," Silo paused, "I love you."

"Really? Most brothers don't stab their sister's in the back. And I mean literally not metaphorically."

"You can't stay here," Deanna folded her arms.

"This is all your fault!" Silo yelled at me.

"It's not–"

"I swear I'm going to kill you one day Lain Matthew!"

I ignored him and walked away, as Rick and Daryl threw him out.

"You aren't scared of his threats?" Denise caught up to me.

"I'm more scared of his actions than his words."

"What does that mean?"

I stopped to look at her, "Denise, I don't mean to scare you, so sorry if I do. But he makes a lot of threats, that don't follow through."

Once again, I started walking.

"Why would that scare me?"

"Most of the time he does worse than what has been said." I opened the door to our house, and ran to my room.

I just have to figure out what he's going to do before he does it.

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Short chapter... sorry.