God Forgive Us

Starting Over-10

Carl's POV
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It's been about a month since the incident with the wall. My eye is healing nicely, my aim on the other hand, is not exactly in the best condition. I throw the ball at the wall and it bounces back at me. My dad stands up and puts his belt around him while Michonne walks into the room. "Do you have any toothpaste left?" My dad looks at her funny before slightly laughing. "No, 'cause someone's been borrowing it everyday for two weeks." She smiles at him before turning to me, "Carl." I roll my eyes then yell back at her, "What, Denise says it's PT." I continue to throw the ball as my father sighs. "I can't here you. Come one out." He yells causing be to stop bouncing the ball at walk over in order to face him. "What-" He cuts me of as we both say the same thing, "Denise says it's PT." I look confused as both of them grin. "You heard me?" Michonne lightly laughs, "Yeah." Dad speaks up then Michonne cuts in to tell me why they were bothering me. "It's time to change your bandage. And I need to borrow some toothpaste." I nod at her before remembering something, "Okay, but I'm out of toothpaste." I throw the ball to him, "Bye, Dad." I walk out of the door and head over to the infirmary to get my 'eye patch' changed. Denise's house is not far from it so I see her walking before Daryl calls her over. "Hey," she turns to face him as he holds the list of supplies that him and my dad need to get on the run they're making today. "Yes?"  I continue walking over so I can't hear them. But I do hear Daryl yell a quick 'got it' as they both walk away. "Hey Carl, here to get your bandage changed?" I stand up from the steps and follow her into the little house, "Yeah." I sit down on the table and she begins to unravel the white clothe neatly wrapped around my face.

Mack's POV
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   I decided that I would go see my brother today, knowing that he would probably force me to stay. I haven't seen or had any form of contact with him since I saved his ass. I walked over to the huge metal gate. A man with a mullet just stares at me for a moment before I finally decide to break the silence. "Are you just going to stare at me or are you going to let me in." I say placing my hands on my hips. "I don't know you." I roll my eyes at him before grabbing on to the bars, "Well no shit assface, go and get Max." Instead, he just stands there and continues to stare at me. "Oh For crying out loud." I pull out my only and point it towards him. "Open the damn gate." He makes a face before pulling it open. "Have you even ever heard of a haircut." I walk in an immediately begin to scan the area for both Ericka and Max. "Ericka. It's nice to see you again." She looks at me for a moment before coming over to me. "Hey when did you get here?" She looks extremely uncomfortable, "Just now, afro over there let me in." He glares at me, "It's a mullet." I roll my eyes at him, "An afro would have been better." He walks off and Ericka and I just kind of stand there. "Relax. If I haven't killed you yet, I probably won't be killing you anytime soon." I give her a slight smile as her eyes widen. "I'll go get Max." I let out a small laugh as she jogs away to go find my brother. I decided to walk around for a little while to look around. After a couple of minutes I hear crying, coming from what I think is, a baby? I walk around until I find the source of the crying;  a baby girl left on a porch alone. It reminds me of my childhood.

Carl's POV
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  I ran inside to get Judith some food because she wouldn't stop crying, leaving her alone for just a moment. I come back out to find a girl about my age standing on the porch close to my baby sister. I drop the food and come run over to the girl I've never seen before. She grabs my arm and throws me onto the floor then pounces on top of me. With one arm she's holding me down with the other she's holding a knife. "Mack!" We both turn our heads to see Max running over to us. "Mack, let him go." She slowing pulls herself off of me still holding the knife in her hand. " Look Carl, I'm sorry about this but can we not tell your father that this happened?" I just kind of stare at him, why the fuck should I not tell him? Who the hell is she? "Sorry I tried to kill you." She definitely doesn't look sorry. Now that I look at them side by side, they look a lot a like. "Fine," I finally say after a long uncomfortable silence. "Come on Mack, lets go." He says to the her as they walk away, I thought he was with Ericka. She glances back at me for a second before turning back and continuing. Who is she?