The Apocalypse

Chapter 22: Enough For Four

Chapter 22; Enough For Four

"What is that... Ew," I said as I walked past a tree with something smashed against it.

Carl looked at me. "After all of this, that's gross to you???" He said as he laughed.

"But I mean look at it! What even is it?

A walker is prettier than that."

Carl laughed even harder.

"Are you sure?" He said.

"Positive."

We continued walking up a small hill yet the tracks were still on them.

"We better get off the tracks, maybe there's an oncoming train that's conducted by walkers," I said with a slight smile.

"We should clear this house," Carl said.

•_•

Clear this house. This house. He wants to clear this house. 😏

"Is that a good idea?" I said.

"Why wouldn't it be," he said.

"Well, just look at it, it looks like it was like that before the apocalypse. Never know what's in there."

He looked at me, his face so serious.

"Can I help you sir?" I said.

"Nice one smarty pants!" He yelled.

👍 Job well done.

I thought about how he said my eyes were beautiful. Beαutιʄuℓ.

Why would he say that if yesterday he said were just like family? And don't forget he kissed me. Where did that even come from ?

Well, I guess people can change.

Sometimes, you can't stop it.

It may be a good kind of change, or it can be a bad kind.

I'm not too sure about this one.

"We gotta find them." Carl said.

"Maybe, they headed further up the tracks, maybe they saw the sign and are there already." I said.

"Maybe we should go," I added.

Carl sighed in acknowledgement.

"Let's go."

I realized I forgot when we let go of eachothers hands. Maybe when a walker came or when we saw the house. But I kinda wish we didn't let go.

"Hey Carl," I said.

He looked at me and smiled.

"Yes pretty blue eyes?"

αи∂ тнєяє нє gσєѕ αgαιи.

"Why did you let go?" I asked.

"What?" Carl said.

"You let go, of my hand."

"Oh, I didn't mean to."

(•-•)

I held out my hand.

"Here," I said.

He grabbed my hand.

"Great now I will only have one free hand to kill a walker!" He joked.

I just laughed harder and harder and harder and harder.

"So............. Are we ...... Um...." Carl stuttered when he spoke.