Because I Fell in Love ~ Carl Grimes

Chapter 8

 Rule #22

Periods will make you horny, ignore them, unless you want to die

Rule #23

Army dudes are always a good friend to have in the apocalypse

Rule #24

Terminus Bad.

Who knows how long we were in that stupid train car. It felt like a century. I was introduced to Maggie and Glenn Rhee, who I found out were married, then there was Abraham Ford, army guy, he seemed like we'd get along, just from him talking for a short time, he's a got weird diction and you gotta give him props for that. Rosita Espinosa, also known as a fucking hottie. I mean damn, sign me the hell up. She was almost as flawless as Michonne. Bob Stookey, Tara Chambler, Sasha Williams, and Eugene Porter. That was everyone and I only got to talk to Abraham and Maggie with all the time we spent in there because after them, I went back talking to Carl.

"You said you're only sixteen? Geez, and you we're living on your own all these years?" Abraham questioned and I nodded. "Well I'll be damned, that's pretty impressive."

"So you're a Dixon? Merle's daughter? My husband had to deal with him more than me," Maggie told me and I could tell from her expressions she was not fond of the bastard.

"It's alright. I hated the racist piece of shit. I'm so glad I know I didn't turn out like him. If anything I'd say I most like Daryl. Hick till the day we die but I know for Daryl, he's actually got a heart of gold. I ain't one to talk highly of myself though, hopefully you see me in a nice light." I told her and she told me that I could come to her with any problems, cause we girls have to stick together. I really appreciated that and she seemed so sweet.

"You okay?" I questioned sitting down next to Carl with my back resting against the wall and my knees pulled up to my chest.

"No, I'm scared. I'm glad you're fitting in already. Even with the newer people I've never talk to before. You're the only one I feel comfortable opening up to," he whispered as he rested his head on my shoulder as his hat rested in his lap.

"It's alright. I'm probably more scared than you, I'm just distracting myself from the situation. It's what I do. Dixon's never admit to the crowd how they're weak. Trust me, I'm trembling on the inside with fear. But I can't let the Terminus people know that, that's what the want. Fear is the best weapon they've got against us right now," I told him as I held his hand and stroked it as we continue to talk about how Abraham was talking about heading up to DC.

"You think there's actually going to be something there?" He asked looking up at me.

"Eh, I'm doubtful but at least it's a goal and we don't have anything else to look forward to. We just need to get out of this mess first," I sighed as everyone was making plans on making weapons out of the stuff in the train car. I honestly thought it was useless but I did what the majority did anyways.

We worked on that for who knows how long, and we waited until someone came our way. I sure hope to hell my shiv works on these bastards. "All right, got four of them pricks coming our way," Daryl announced.

"Ya'll know what to do. Go for their eyes first, then their throats," Rick told us as we all got up, people with weapons in the front of the back ready to strike.

"Put your backs to the walls on either side of the car now!" A man yelled from outside of the train car as there was rumbling on the roof and then the door to the roof opened. Down came a can of something and we all knew it what it was when it started leaking gas.

"Move!" Abraham shouted as he pushed most of us out of the way but I was practically blind. I couldn't see my hand in front of me and it was impossible to breath.