I walk in to the hangout room and open the closet, and look at the board games. I spot one of my favorite games when I was a kid, monopoly. I was never good at it. And I never won. Well I won a few times... But I had to cheat to win. I haven't played in years!
I grab the game off the top shelf and set it on the coffee table. The door opens and Carl, Max and Daryl walk in.
"Hey. You peoples! Play this with me." I whine, desperate for some entertainment.
"Noooooo." Jett squeaks.
"Pleaseeeeeee." I beg, making puppy dog eyes.
"Come on Jett, just play for a little bit." Carl says nudging him with his arm, then walks over to me.
"I'm just gonna play so I can beat all y'all's asses." Daryl smirks sitting across from Carl and I.
"Fineeeee." Jett gives in. He trudges over, and sits next to Daryl.
We play a very intense game of monopoly for about an hour and a half. Eventually, I go broke and sell half of my properties to Carl. Not long after that I get frustrated and quit. I stay and watch though, since Daryl was making me laugh with his smart ass comments. Soon enough Daryl wins. Jett storms off outside, and Daryl, Carl And I burst out laughing.
"He's such a drama queen." Daryl laughs.
"He was born one!" I chuckle.
"What are ya guys talking about?" I hear someone ask behind me. I whip my head around to see Julia leaning on the door frame.
"Oh hey there Jules." I pipe. Julia glances down at the table, then at Daryl, completely ignoring my greeting.
"Why didn't you tell me you guys were playing Monopoly?!?!?" She cried, smacking Daryl on the head.
"I didn't know you liked this game." He responds casually.
She groans and rolls her eyes.
"What?" He questions, raising his arms up in surrender.
She huffs and storms out of the room.
"Someone's on her period." I whisper under my breath, so only Daryl, Carl and I could hear.
They look at me, and burst out laughing. Daryl is practically rolling on the ground and Carl is trying to catch his breath.
Suddenly a pencil flies right by my head, and smashes against the wall behind me.
"Yup defiantly on her period." I sass loud enough for her to hear. That only makes Carl and Daryl laugh harder. "It's not funny! She almost decapitated me!" I whine, trying my best not to laugh at their reactions. But I couldn't help but giggle along with them.
After a few minutes, the laughter dies down, and Daryl mumbles something about going to talk to Julia. He walks out as if he is the bomb. I look over to Carl, who is looking at my stomach.
I lift his head, so he's looking and my face. He smiles and scotches closer, putting his arm around my waist.
"So..." I coax, making my face is inches away from his.
"Sooo.." He says closing the gap between us. He pulls me on to the ground, and lays next to me.
"Stop being so perfect." He whispers in my ear.
"I can't." I giggle, with a wink. He rolls his eyes, and goes back to kissing me.
I suddenly get a surging pain in my stomach. I push Carl away, and sit up.
"Nikki..? What's wrong..?" He asks instantly sitting up.
I look at him, then I feel it. That burning feeling in my throat, the dizziness in my head. I pop up, and run outside and to the side of the house, away from where people can see me. I drop to my knees and puke my guts out. I'm used to morning sickness, but this, this is way worse. After my body is done convulsing out with vomit, the world goes black.
~~~ authors note~~~
Hey guys! I don't have much time to update, but sowwy for the long wait!! And sorry it was so short and boring. I'll try to make the next one longer. But I hope you enjoy haha.
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FanfictionThis is a story about a girl named Nikki who is pregnant during the apocalypse. Will she keep the baby? Will she take the abortion pills? Read to find out. Hope you like it!! (Carl Grimes fan fiction) also I do not own Carl Grimes or Daryl Dixon, or...