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I slowly peeled open my eyes, trying not to wince at the argument going on outside. I was bunking with Carl, who was sleeping on the bottom bed on the bunk. He wanted to sleep on the bottom in case anything happened in the night, so he could quickly come out and help. 

I peered down to check if Carl was still there, and was surprised to see he was still sleeping. I jumped down and quickly threw on some black skinny jeans and a red plaid shirt, with long sleeves. Maggie had lent me some clothes, and they were a bit big on me, so I rolled up the the trousers at the end and the sleeves. I yanked on some trainers, which I was wearing when I left my house. When I was finished I ran my fingers through my chocolate coloured hair and then woke up Carl.

"Carl, I think it's time to get up" I told him, and waited for his eyes to flicker open. I left the cell and went to find out what the problem was. 

I soon realized they were once again arguing about the prisoners. And once again it was only T-Dog who didn't mind the idea of them staying.

"Look, I know you probably wont take my opinion into consideration but I think you should let them stay. Put yourself into their shoes, and to be honest they were here first. You can't kick them out, that's just inhuman" I told them, trying to stop the shouting. They were being ungrateful, they had found some more people to help defend this place and yet they were trying to kick them out. I rolled my eyes as they all started bickering again. I stormed off towards the cell again and noticed Carl had fallen back asleep. I chuckled before shaking him again, trying to get him to wake.

I watched as some of the group walked out to the grass area of the prison, clearing some of the walkers whilst Lori, Maggie and Beth helped Hershel stand up with some crutches. 

"Carl come on! Hershel's trying to walk!" I shouted excitedly. Carl quickly got dressed and tugged me out of the cell towards Hershel. 

We both watched in fascination as Hershel walked perfectly fine, still clutching onto the crutches. "You wanna race?" Carl joked, causing me to giggle slightly.

"You just wait" Hershel jokingly threatened. We all stood smiling, happy for Hershel. For once I finally felt safe, at peace. I tried to savour this moment, as the rest of the group in the  yard smiled along with us. 

I smiled at Rick but started to frown as I noticed he started to look scared and worried.

"Walkers!" Carl shouted as we noticed a big herd of them piling in, racing towards us. I screamed and ran after Maggie, who had dragged along Lori and Carl. The walkers chased after us, and Hershel and Beth who had locked themselves in a cage.

I panted in fear and pulled out my gun, firing at the walkers who had made their way into the tombs. My bottom lip trembled in fear as we continued to run around widely, attempting to find a place to hide in. 

"In here" I heard Carl shout, opening a room. I darted in there after Lori and Maggie, gasping as Lori bent over and screeched in pain.

The baby was coming. I felt tear prickle in my eyes as Lori continued to shout in pain. It was obvious she was scared, and in denial about what was happening. Luck was really against us today, and defiantly showed a hatred towards Lori.

I looked over towards Carl who was trying not to break down. I walked over to him and hugged him, trying to calm his rapid heart beat. 

"We have to do it here" Maggie rushed out as she laid Lori down, tugging down her jeans and underwear. I knew this was horrible for Lori, especially as there was also blood pouring out. 

"Somethings wrong, Lori stop pushing" Maggie whimpered, trying to hold back the tears. Lori was one of the strongest people I knew, and right now that was paying off. She had survived being pregnant, so she had to survive giving birth. I had only knew her around three days but if anything happened to her it would be like the end of the world. 

I reached out for Carl who was trembling on the floor. He looked broken, and mostly scared. Nobody should have to go through this. 

"You're going to have to cut me open" Lori panted, sweat trickling down her forehead. She let out a loud scream of pain before turning to Maggie, pleading her with her eyes.

"I don't have the right stuff do to it. You won't survive it" Maggie cried out, no longer holding back the tears.

Carl stood up and paced back and forth, the tears now freely running down his cheeks. I felt so bad for him, there was no words to describe how he was feeling at the moment. If I could take away the pain I would.

"This baby deserves a chance in this world, you have to do it. It's what I want" Lori begged. Maggie was also breaking down, obviously not wanting to have to do it. I know for a fact Maggie would probably feel guilty about the whole situation, but she shouldn't have to. Lori shouldn't have to go through it either.

"I don't have anything to do it with" Maggie argued.

"Carl has a knife" Lori pointed out. 

I watched as Carl's face dropped, silently begging that he didn't have to hand over the knife, so he mum would survive. Lori nodded at Carl as he reluctantly handed it over. Tears were now pouring out of everyone but Lori. She seemed at peace, as if she was okay with everything that was going on. Carl bent down beside Lori, trembling with fear and sadness.

"Carl, baby I don't want you to be scared, okay? This is what I want. This is right. Now, you take care of your daddy for me, alright? And your little bother or sister, you take care of them. You're gonna be fine. Yuo're gonna beat this world, I know you will. You are smart, and you are strong, and you are so brave. And I love you. You gotta do what's right, baby. You promise me you'll always do what's right? It's so easy to do the wrong thing in this world. So if it feels wrong, don't do it, alright? If it feels easy, don't do it. Don't let the world screw you. You're so good. My sweet boy. The best thing I ever did. I love you. I love you, my sweet, sweet boy, I love you. Goodnight love" Lori caressed Carl's face as he started to sob. Even I was sobbing at Lori's words.

Maggie dug the knife into Lori's stomach, making her scream out in pain and grip onto Carl's hand. Maggie continued to drag the knife through Lori's stomach, and I watched in horror as Lori's head rolled back and her eyes closed. Her breathing and screams had stopped, causing Carl to cry out in sadness. I noticed liquid running down my cheeks rapidly. 

Maggie soon held the baby in her hands, tipping her sideways trying to get it to breath. We all sighed with relief as the cry's of a baby echoed round.

"She's a girl" Maggie told us, her voice dull and lifeless. We walked towards the door but Carl walked back. Soon a gunshot was heard and Carl walked back sobbing. I walked over to him and pulled him in for a hug, letting him get out all his emotions. I sighed sadly and pulled away whilst grabbing his hand. We followed after Maggie, out hands still entwined as Carl's sobs slowly came to an end. 

We walked out of the door we had came through, looking at the confused and scattered group. I bowed my head down, not wanting to witness Ricks reaction. 

"Where's Lori?" Rick asked. We all remained silent.

"No!" Rick continued to shout and cry, whilst falling onto the floor, gasping for air as his cries filled the air. I turned my head to Carl and noticed he was also crying, so once again I pulled him into another hug. 

Never get comfortable where you are, and cherish every happy moment you have, because for all you know it could be the last smile you show.

A/N: It was hard to write this, because it was such a sad moment. Especially when Rick had a breakdown, that was horrible. And seeing Carl/Chandler cry was horrible. The speech she gave him was heartbreaking :C 

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