Too Far Gone // Carl Grimes

Chapter 6

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I stood in that spot, staring for a minute. I was confused as fuck to be honest.

But, I giggled, "Uhm guys..."

ReBecca and Carl pulled away from each other and both looked down,  I could barely notice their cheeks heating up.

"Um... Am I interrupting? Whatever," I shake it off and shrug. I was coming to talk to Carl and tell him to forget about what happened and that he didn't have to feel embarrassed for walking in on me because I thought it was pretty funny, but it looks like he'd already forgotten.

I stand there for another good minute before bubbling out laughs. They both just stared at me. "Uhh Becca...you like this.. this thing?!"

She looked down again. Her face was still red from before.

"Tailynn its not what it looks like." Carl mutters. I straightened up and stared him in the eyes. I found a stern voice and said, "Really? Because it looked like you were trying to suck her teeth down your throat." Now my face was heating up. But only because I was trying to hold in my laughter. Soon, I couldn't help it and burst out laughing again.

I clutched my stomach and bent over laughing.

Hearing footsteps, Daryl walks into the room and stands next to me, looking genuinely confused. "What's goin' on kiddo?" He asked firmly watching me practically roll around on the floor dying from laughter. "Carl a-and B-Becca were ma-aking out!" I say in between laughs. Daryl started laughing too and when we finally calmed down after about 15 minutes, Carl and Becca were still sitting there.

"Ok guys, you can stop laughing. We've learned our lesson, if you try to make out with someone in this prison you get laughed at and made fun of." Becca states. She sounded annoyed and desperate to get out of there. Im sure her and Carl felt really awkward right about now.

I look up at her and giggle. "Okay, yall start getting ready for bed. And if these two need to share a room it's fine with me just," he paused and then whispered, "Use protection."

I followed Daryl out the cell, both of us laughing again.

Becca came out behind us and stormed past us. We got to my cell and I gave Daryl a big hug. He patted my back and left.

"You didn't have to get mad, we were just joking." I giggle as I got ready for bed. I pull off my shoes and then my jacket and crawl up the ladder to lay down.

"Because," she stated, "We weren't making out, it was just a kiss-"

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"Yea a 'kiss' that lasted 10 minutes, I stood there and watched it for 5." I said putting the finger quotations around kiss. They were practically trying too eat each other.

"Perv," she mutters, just loud enough that I can catch it.

"What Did you just call me?" I ask, my voice loosing its playfulness.

Like I said, I'm a redneck. I listen to what people say about me, and if I don't like it, youre in for some trouble.

"Nothing.. whatever, lets just go to bed." She mumbles. But, of course, being the little shit I am, decided to carry it on.

"No, you called me a pervert. It's not my fault you sat there and made out with a boy you met yesterday." I snap, throwing my legs over the side and pushing myself down.

"You got something too say, say it to my face." She states sharply.

I turn on my heels and looked the red haired girl in the eyes. "Your. A. Slut!" I smirk, "Need me too spell it out for you?"