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You sat nervously on the porch steps your leg bouncing up and down while you bit your nails and constantly played with your hair. You were waiting for someone to come outside and tell you he was okay. Or hey he wants to see you. Or the one you didn't wanna hear he didn't make it. You think this is Denise's house you didn't really know her the only thing you knew was that she helped people if they got hurt.

You didn't even know if Denise was her name but you could care less all you wanted to know is if Carl was okay. You knew you had been sitting here for almost an hour now yet no one has come out to tell you at least a little bit of a update on him. You felt as if your world was slowly crumbling. You didn't feel the same way about Carl the way you did Enid but it was Carl. Your best friend. The person that was always there to protect you.

Enid came by a little ago and sat with you. No words were spoken. She just sat with you with her arm around your shoulders for comfort.But it got late and she said goodnight, leaving you alone for the rest of the time.

You heard the door creek open and you quickly stood up not caring that you almost just lost your footing and fell down two steps. "Is he okay?" You asked frantically Daryl looked down Rick walked past you and Glenn followed along with a girl which you guessed was Denise "somebody needs to tell me what's happening to him!" You yelled your voice firm and full of anger.

Without a second thought you walked into the house. Daryl didn't even try and stop you. You walked down the hall until you saw the room with the only light on besides that the house was dark. You stopped when you saw him he was asleep of course. He had a patch on his eye and you were honestly surprised he even made it.

You sat in the wooden chair and moved it closer to the bed you held Carl hand even though it was cold. You jumped back when he pulled his hand away "you scared the shit out of me" You breathed out when he opened his eye for the first time "I knew you'd wake up" you said with a smile Carl still hadn't made a sound you stood up wiping your hands on your jeans nervously "so do you need anything? Water? Crackers? Anything? How are you-" "can you go?" Carl finally looks at you but his expression was unreadable "um yeah" you understood he had a lot to process.

He just lost an eye.

You got to the door and turned around "you don't need anything?" He stayed silent avoiding your stare "okay" you hesitantly turned around and left the room. Your feelings were kinda hurt. You did just wait for almost two hours to see him. But he was okay.

You walked down the sidewalk it was dark outside now but the street lights kept the empty roads lit. "Y/n" you turned and saw michonne approaching you. "Is he okay?" She asked stopping in front of you "Yeah he's just quiet , but he has a lot to process so I don't blame him" you said playing with the sleeves of your shirt. She smiled at the thought of Carl being okay. She put an arm around your shoulders and started walking again with you. "I killed Ron" "I saw" you whispered nodding your head

"He was just a kid"

You looked up at her. You didnt know what to say or what to do. You never really had to comfort an adult before except Daryl when he blamed himself for Beth dying. "Michonne you did what you had to do, he could have killed Carl , or Rick, or even both of them. No one blames you. I know I don't"

She sighed heavily her tears spilled over and ran down her face "I know"....