Chapter 20

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Alexs P.o.v.

I anxiously wait for Carl to get home. What the professor said really got to me. I just really want to hold him, and I just want him home. I miss him so damn much. The door opens and I hear footsteps to the living room. Right when our eye meet I run to him and hug him.

"Are you okay?" Carl asks hugging me back but tighter. I just cry. He rubs my back and walks us to the couch. He places me in his lap and makes me look at him.

"I love you, okay? And what he said it doesn't matter because we made it. We are here, sitting in our living room with our child sleeping upstairs. We are okay." He says wiping my remaining tears away. I nod. Carl places his thumb under my chin and moves my face closer to his. His lips touch mine and I smile.

"I missed you." I say. He smiles, "The movie wraps next week and they already started editing. So the movie is set to come out late next month, then I can come home."

That is nice to hear, but that's still another month being away from him. I frown.

"Hey." He says bringing my head up. "I'm here now, so lets make the most of this night." He smirks. I laugh as he kisses my lips.

"Wanna head upstairs." He smirks. I nod and kiss his lips. Carl stands up and wraps my legs around his waist. As he carries me upstairs I leave sweet kisses on his neck. He pushes the door open with my back and lays me on the bed. He kisses my lips and then my neck. It feels so good to have him back. He works his way down to my chest, but I stop him when I notice the door is still open.

"C-Carl the door." I breath out. She laughs as he gets up and closes it. I lay there craving every inch of him. Carl walks back and takes his shirt off before he reaches the bed. I admire his built body and his scar. As he crawls up me I place my finger on the scar and feel it.

I remember that day...then flashbacks started hitting me.

The Farm.

Shane.

Hershel.

Beth.

The herd.

I close my eyes and they go away. I open my eyes to a pair of blue ones infront of me.

"Are you okay?" Carl asks. I nod and kiss him. He smiles and takes off my shirt. I look down to take off my sweatpants, and I get a glance of my scars. The one below my stomach where our baby was taken out...and the one where the man plunged that knife in me. I looked to my side and saw my gunshot scar. Just like before, the events flashed before my eyes. I push Carl off of me and sit up grabbing my shirt and placing it on my stomach to hide the past.

"Alex what's wrong?" He asks.

"I...I.."

"I'm going to take a shower."

I walk to our bathroom and close the door. I strip the rest of my clothing and turn the hot water on. I step in letting the hot water hit every inch of my body. The water wasn't the only thing coming down hard, my tears started to escape and I tried to keep quiet. I push my hair back and try to calm myself, but its not working.

The bathroom door opens and I keep quiet. Then, another body was in the shower, of course it was Carl. He hugged my wet body from behind, but I couldn't hold it in. I cried some more and my tears blended with the hot water.

Carl touches my scars one by one.
"These are what show that we were strong and made it." He whispers. I turn around to face him. He places his hand on my face and kisses me. His hands travel to my waist and he lifts me up, pushing me gently on the wall. My legs are around his waist and I could feel him grow underneath me. He aligns himself with me and kisses my lips as he slowly makes his way in.

I gasp because it's been so long. He feels so good.

"C-Carl..." I breath out in pleasure.

"Shh...baby girl."

I arch my back but he pins my body back on the wall. He eventually got sick of that position so he lays my body in the tub and goes from there, but this time faster.

"I-I...love you." I mange to get out. Carl looks down at me and moans.

That was...oh my.

"I...I love you too." He gasps.

That night we both got what we needed, eachother.

A/N: that probably sucked but all well 😂

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