Carl Grimes Imagines

01 // Beautiful Things

 A L E X A N D R I A // E D I T E D // 1 4 7 2 

So it was official. Carl and Enid were a thing. I guess I saw it coming, with all the longing looks and lingering touches they shared. I could see the couple now, holding hands under the table and laughing together as they ate. I stared a while longer, eventually tearing my eyes away from the two and going back to poking at my spaghetti.

That right there is all I ever wanted with Carl, ever since I was 14. But no. This shitty world just got ever shitter. I guess any real friend would be happy that their best friend was 'getting some', and I really did try to look enthusiastic while Carl rambled on and on about how pretty Enid's smile was or how she 'Just gets me, you know'. Yeah, well I got Carl. I know Carl better than he knows himself, yet that never got me anywhere.

Daryl nudged my shoulder, breaking my depressing thoughts.

"Hey kid, you're not touching your spaghetti, usually you inhale the stuff, what's bothering ya?"

I sighed again, and glared pointedly at Carl and Enid.

"Ohhh the new couple, chin up y'/n, it's his loss you know." Daryl said, I could see his sympathetic smile out of the corner of my eye and could feel anger bubbling up inside of me. I didn't need people's pity just because I can't get a man. Fuck that.

I ignored Daryl's comment, and shoved my plate away from me, my fork clattering to the floor as I stood up. I looked around for a second, my dramatic actions causing interest around me. with on last glare at Carl, I stomped away, slamming the door behind me for good measure.

//The next day//

After my mini tantrum yesterday, I decided to make up for the drama by volunteering to do an extra shift on lookout today. I was headed to Rick's house to tell him when I heard someone shouting my name. I froze instantly, thinking that it was Carl, and was wondering whether to make a break for it or confront him when an arm was placed on my shoulder, turning me round to face..Ron.

"Jesus Christ you're hard to keep up with" He rolled his eyes at me, leaning over to catch his breath. I rolled my eyes right back, but let out a breath that I hadn't realized I was holding in. 

"What do you want now Ronald." I said. Ron and I were moderately good friends, but we'd been hanging out a lot more since Carl started following Enid around like a lost puppy dog.

"No need to be so bloody moody y/n, just wondering if you want to come to mine and chill for a bit, since I've got the morning off."

I considered doing the right thing and offering my services to protect Alexandria, but decided that reading comics and talking about how much I miss the internet was a better use of my time.

The two of us walked back along to Ron's house in a comfortable silence. Until Ron decided to break it.

"You wanna hear my opinion on Carl and Enid?" he asked suddenly, turning to me.

"Not really no. But you're gonna tell me anyway so go ahead." I sighed. I was kinda tired of hearing all about them now.

"I think you and Carl would make a much better couple. Enid's not even that nice, trust me when I say I know."

I appreciated that Ron was trying to make me feel better about the whole situation, but putting Enid down was not the way to go about it. 

" I don't hate her." I blurted out, surprising even myself.