Carl's POV
"Drop your weapons! Now!"
I didn't turn around, I watched my father as he assessed the situation, Daryl and Michonne had also turned around to meet Gareth
"Now"
We all dropped our weapons, me and my father dropped our pistols, Daryl, his crossbow and Michonne, her sword
There's no way we can win this one, they've surrounded us. This was their intention all along. This was planned
"Ringleader, go to your left. The train car, go"
My father stood still
Does he not know Gareth means him? Does he think we can still fight?
"You do what we say, the boy goes with you. Anything else, he dies and you end up in there anyway"
He looked slightly down towards me and gave a small reassuring nod before beginning to walk
"Now the Archer"
Dad continued walking, Daryl now began walking after him
"Now the Samurai"
Michonne now followed after
Leaving me alone.....I don't want to be alone, I want to be with my family. Why hasn't he told me to Go?
"Stand at the door, ringleader, archer, samurai, in that order"
Dad, Daryl and Michonne now stood outside the train car watching me
"My son!"
"Go, kid"
I eagerly but slowly started walking towards them
"Ringleader, open the door and go in"
"I'll go in with him"
"Don't make us kill him now"
Dad looked over to me again before he reluctantly began walking up the steps. He opened the door. Defeated. Stepping inside, followed once again by Daryl then Michonne, I reached the bottom of the steps, walking in, dad reached for me and held me in a tight embrace trying to reassure me but he failed
I'm scared
The door closed it was almost pitch black in here, with faint glares of light shining through gaps. A figure began to emerge from the shadows in the other end of the train car
Glenn?!
"Rick?"
Others emerged
Maggie, Sasha, Bob
"You're here" Dad stepped closer nodding "You're here."
Others, another 4, stood behind them
"They're our friends.....they helped save us"
"Yeah" Daryl spoke up "Now they're friends of ours"
"For however long that'll be" the big ginger guy in the back voiced his thoughts, turning away
"No" replied dad, the ginger guy looked back over to us
He seemed to think for a moment, not knowing what to say, then
"They're gonna feel pretty stupid when they find out." He approached the door, looking out the slim gap
"Find out what?"
He paused before looking back
"They're fucking with the wrong people"
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Living In The Real World (A Carl Grimes gay story)
Fanfiction'A story of love in a loveless world' My story will follow teenager Tom Smith and his battle for survival and love. This is set in the world of and follows The Walking Dead, it's a gay love story which will include drama, action and loss. I hope you...
