Because I Fell in Love ~ Carl Grimes

Chapter 7

Rule #19

Don't think you're falling in love with a boy named Carl Grimes

Rule #20

Carl Grimes will just be a friend and always just a friend

Rule#21

Bonnie Dixon, if you fall in love with Carl Grimes you're gonna get yourself killed, screw his adorable personality and amazing everything. Three times stating this oughta do it.

I didn't know what was wrong with me, I was super emotional and god, I hated myself right now. If I don't get my period in the next day, I think I might actually be developing feelings for Carl Grimes. Ugh, I'm such a cliche. Damn my hormones. Wipe all that from your mind, cause as I said, Carl and I are just friends, only friends. Those last statements never existed.

Anyways, I was deep in my slumber finally feeling safe with the group to let my guard down and trust Rick to wake us if there were any zombies or walkers, as he called them, around. I really don't put that much trust into anyone that quickly but Rick has clearly proven himself, no doubt about that.

"Bonnie, wake up!" Carl shouted in my ear as he grabbed onto my hand, holding it tight. Being terribly startled, I rocketed up from the back of the car to see two men and might I add ugly, standing at either side of the doors of the car.

"What the hell? What's going on?" I asked frantically searching for my gun or knife. Shit, damn, fuck. This is what you get for feeling safe, I left my things out in the duffle bag where Rick and Michonne were. I'm such an idiot. "Carl, I don't have my gun. I don't have a weapon," my heart racing as I held onto his hand. I looked out the front window of the car to see Rick with a gun to his head. Great, we're all freaking dead, thanks to some shitty raiders or whatever hell the group is calling themselves. As you can see, I'm a little pissed off at myself and life but also terrified since I'm unarmed and the dude eyeing me up outside the car is giving me a real bad vibe.

The man that had the gun to Rick's head was rambling and Carl and I couldn't hear much from the car door until he started counting down from ten. "Carl, I... I don't know. I don't know what to do," I admitted to him completely losing my cool on this whole situation.

"Joe!" I heard a voice faintly call out since all the windows were rolled up and I looked out to see what looked like Daryl? What the actual hell?

"It's Daryl, is he really trying to stop all this?" I asked as the man and him were conversating and one second later Daryl was being attacked by the other guys in the group.

"Screw it," I mumbled forcefully opening the door knocking the guy standing outside my door back a bit. No one hurts family. That's one thing I've learned over the years. I didn't wait this freaking long to see my Uncle again to see him get beaten to death.

"Bonnie, what are you doing?" Carl screamed out as I knew how to hold myself in a fight, I'm a Dixon after all. You gotta know how to fight. I ignored Carl and completely acting on impulse charged at the guy that was standing outside my side of the car.

"You bastards!" I shouted as I knocked the guy down to the ground but I shortly came tumbling after hitting the ground and partially landing on the dude. Before I had the chance to get completely on top of him and start beating the living day lights out of him cause you know I didn't care about the lives of those that attacked me, he grabbed a hold of my arm twisting it behind my back as he got on me putting all his weight on top of me. I did not think this through at all as he pinned my other arm behind my back and I was completely defenseless. Dixon's fight, it's what we do. I never said we were rational or professional fighters or able to overcome a man twice their size.