Be There For Me (Carl Grimes)

Trouble (Ch. 9)

  Morgan's POV

  Heartbreak. That's all I felt while walking aimlessly through the pitch black prison tombs, occasionally tripping over dead, rotting bodies of former inmates. Beth was wrong. Caitlin was wrong. Hell, even I was wrong. I was stupid to think that Carl actually  had feelings for me.

  My thoughts suddenly stopped when I heard a moan a little ways off in the distance. I looked around, but I couldn't see anything surprising. Well, it was dark in the prison hallways. I turned and looked to my right. Nothing, yet I still heard a moan, and it sounded closer than it was before. All of a sudden, I felt myself being heaved onto the floor, my gun falling out from the waist of my shorts and my head hitting the cement floor, sending me into a land of stars. I did my best to stay conscious, but with my head hurting like a bitch and a big blow to my back, the walker was quickly overpowering me.

  I kept pushing it off of me, but it kept limping it's way over to me before I could get the chance to stand up. Even if I could stand up, it's so dark that I wouldn't be able to see where I was shooting. As I got trapped to the floor for the last time, I bent my knee back, and heaved the walker practically across the hallway. I stood up quick, and then started making my way back to Cell Block C. I had to feel around the walls since it was so dark, and I made a few wrong turns, making me slower, and not to mention my previous head injury was really affecting me, so the walker had a pretty good chance of getting me. But still, I kept walking, ignoring the moan behind me, not daring to look back. I could see light at the end of the hallway, which meant I was close to the cell block.

  Blam!

  I saw light much closer to me, and felt a huge shake, like an earthquake, hit the ground behind me, seperating the walker and I. I looked back, and due to the new hole in the prison hallway, I could see better, and the walker was smushed under the fallen prison chunk. I took this time to make my way over to the mysterious light, the one farther away, but really the fastest I could run was about as fast as a toddler learning to run for the first time. I was breathing heavy when I got to the light, but it wasn't the cell block. It was another hole in the prison walls. It was big enough for me to walk through, and I was wondering about all the holes, so I walked through it. I was met with the group standing behind a fence. I looked to where they were looking at, and saw another group, multiple cars, an army tank, and a man with an eye patch standing on top of the tank. 

  Oh no... this is the man that the group talked about. The Governor.

  "Rick, come down here. We need to talk," the Governor greeted. Rick thought about it for a minute, and then walked over to Carl, putting his hand on Carl's shoulder. I wanted to run up to Carl in this moment, and have him hold me close while we experienced a disaster like what would probably happen.

  But I couldn't. All because I fell for him. And now I can't have him. And if we're lucky, we might make it out alive.

  Rick unlocked the gate to the fence, and made his way to the second fence that would seperate him and The Governor.

  "We want what you have." The Governor told Rick.

  "That's not up to me anymore. We have a council now." Rick replied.

  Oh yea! The council! They make all of the group's decisions. I looked around and noticed Michonne and Hershel were not standing around the fence. I understand for Hershel since he was weaker than the rest due to his age, and he had to take care of the kids, but for Michonne? She's one of the groups best fighters. Why isn't she here?

  "Is Hershel on the council?" He gestured for a girl to retreat to a car, and she pulled out Hershel and directed him to sit on the ground. 

  My hands went up to cover my mouth to stop me from crying. Or screaming.