BOOK TWO* Exile ➳ Carl Grimes [ The Walking Dead ] *editing*

Chapter Five

I resurface in the woods. I sit up looking around for Carl. I slowly stand up as I see Carl with a woman with long black hair, dirty clothing, and a pale face.

"Who is she?" I say as Carl walks toward me. He snaps hand cuffs tied to a rope onto my wrist.

"What the hell?"

"She can lead us to Woodbury" I shake my head as he pulls me walking side by side with the girl.

"Where are you from?" Carl says.

"Mississippi, I was looking for my family. I have did something's I am not proud of."

"Haven't we all, did you find anyone."

"Yes, I found my dad he is weak and needs food."

"We can spare."

"No we can't" I roll my eyes.

"Where is he?"

"Not far."

We travel for about an hour through the woods. When we get to her camp it is open up beside a lake.

"Where is he." Carl says fixing his hat with the rope still in his other hand.

"wait here." She walks into the blue tent, but I only see one sleeping bag. There is no sign of anyone else here.

Carl turns to me.

"Im sorry I had to tie you up."

"No you aren't"

"I am, its just I feel safer when you are closer to me."

The girl comes back out the tent but I ignore her.

"Yea sure."

Carl goes to respond but he is cut off, his blue patterned shirt starts straining with red.

"Carl!" I scream as he drops down. I look up as I see the girl holding the knife. My knees feel like Jellow as I watch him fall.

I fumble the handcuffs as she gets closer. I hit her against the face with the metal knocking her down.

I slam my foot against her jaw in rage. I then pull the rope in a bundle pulling it on her neck.

I lift up stepping on her back. She flips me over dragging me by my hair to the tent.

I scream as she hooks me to a bar. She pulls carl as well along with our stuff.

She opens a brown bag letting out a walker head. I scream kicking trying to unhook myself.

She holds the head close to me as its jaw snaps at me. She turns it to Carl bringing it down to her face.

I kick my foot against her ass pushing her over Carl and her face lands against the head.

It begins to tear at her flesh as she screams, it kills her.

I look down at Carl, was he dead or alive?

I still try to undo the hook but fail.

Then the sound of walker groans piss me off. Just with my luck, Carl could be dead, walkers could get into the tent to kill me, and a head of one is smashing on some girl.

"Carl!" I yell as the walkers came closer to the tent. I shake him with my boot sqaure heel.

"Wake up bastard!" I push him while my wrist slide against the rope.

I look seeing my weapons stored next to his.

"Carl! Wake up!" I yell louder as the tent imprints with the walkers faces.