Never Let You Go (Carl Grimes Fanfiction)

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Before anything omfg guys I am sooooo sorry for not updating in the longest! School and dance has been stressing me out and I felt like crap. I didn't feel to good about anything. I'm so sorry guys! I hope you guys understand.

Carl's Pov.

Questions were being thrown at me like fast balls. It was all still a haze. I was responsible for her. I had to keep her safe. And I broke that promise. God, I feel like shit now.

Without realizing, we finally made it back into the cell block. To our hoping, there was Hershel, who instantly stood up and limped over to Sam's limp body in Justin's arms.
"What happened?" he asked as he motioned for us to get into the cell and justin placed her body down on the bed.
"And Carol, go get the supplies I need. Daryl, please get more towels, shes bleeding out. "

I looked over to her and Justin; I just noticed how much blood was taking over her shirt and on his.

"How did this happen?" he asked again. I stared into his eyes, and I couldn't help it but just let my tears pour out.

"She saved me. I was the one that was supposed to get shot. Not her! It's all my fault!.... it's all my fault." I sobbed falling to the ground.

He looked at me lost at words.
"It's gonna be okay." Was all he can say.

Finally Daryl and Carol came back with the supplies. Hershel gave her the IV and carol helped him out by applying the towel on her shoulder and arm.
I didn't even notice that she didn't only have one bullet that went through her, but it was two. A bullet still inside her shoulder and one on her upper arm.

"Please, please let her be okay. I can't do anything without her. She's the one who brings life into this world now. Please..." I prayed to myself over and over again.

I wiped my tear away and I stood back up leaning against the wall watching her.
"Her pulse is dropping. We need to perform surgery fast. " Hershel announced with worry in his voice.
All of the sudden, her body started to move around the bed crazily and my heart dropped. Seizure.
I remembered that time almost a year ago when I got shot.
"What's happening?! Someone stop it! Shes gonna get hurt!" Justin yelled but Daryl had to hold him back.
"You guys need to go. Now." Hershel told us and my feet were almost as of they were glued to the ground. I couldn't leave her.
"Come on. It will be okay. Shes going to be okay." Beth said to as she tried to move me.
'No! she needs me! She- I - I need her!" I yelled, trying to stay at my spot, but she was stronger than she actually looked. She picked me up and took me out of the cell. By now, I was crying like a baby.

Beth finally placed me down at the staircase where Justin and Daryl were sitting on also. Justin wasn't crying, but his face was still pale.
I had tears running down my face and to my surprise, Beth cleaned them for me. I looked up to her sorta like a big sister, although at first when I met her, I might have had a little crush on her.
"She's going to be all fine. I know it. Shes a tough girl. You just gotta believe, alright?" she said wrapping her arm around my neck.
I nodded slightly, wanting to pay attention to her positive words.

We all stayed quiet for the longest. The silence wasn't at all peaceful, it was more like an uncomfortable one.

I hope you guys liked this chapter. It was a Carl's Pov and how he felt. Poor thing! And sorry if its kinda crappy :/

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