I'm in a darken room. I remember last night. I was in bed, lying on Carl's shoulder. But this was not my bed and defiently not my room. I see a blast of light coming from ahead and squint my eyes so I can see. I see a fat man, green dark eyes like mine, lacking hair on his bald head. I noticed who it was.
My dad
"Molly. Oh you don't know what's coming." He held a belt in his hand.
I tried to move but my body just stood still. I was in the basement of my house. The lights were dim and I couldn't see well. I felt a striking pain in my back. He was whipping me.
"DADDY! STOP PLEASE!" I felt burning tears streak down my face.
He hit me a few more times till I felt liquid coming down my back.
"SLUT! WHORE! YOU FUCKING BRATTY ASS BITCH!" He chuckled and left the room.
I cried into my hands and took off my shirt. My back was covered in bloody scars that were purple and throbbing. It wasn't the first time. But then I realized my dad was dead.
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"CARL!"
I saw a body next to me and his stringy hair plopped off the pillow.
"MOLLY! It's alright It was just a nightmare!" He put his hands to my face.
I was crying into his palms and Lori was noticed in the doorway.
"What's going on?"
I sniffled.
"I I I had a nightmare. My dad..."
Lori walked over to bed and held me tight, pushing Carl away for a few moments. She let out and gave my forehead a light kiss.
"It's alright. Your safe now."
I nodded and she left the room looking back a few times. I looked back over to Carl and just stared into his baby blue eyes. He pulled me to him and my head was in his chest. I choked on my own saliva from crying. His fingers went through my hair and I just wanted to pause this moment forever. After a few minutes, I pulled out and wiped the tears from my face. He had stayed with me the whole night. I smiled at the thought and pulled down the covers. I hung my legs over the side of the bed and put them on the comfy carpet, moving my toes down into it. I walked over to my closet pulling all my hair to the side. I grabbed a long sleeved white shirt with a white tank and some black yoga pants along witth a pair of panties.
I looked over at Carl staring at me.
"I'm going to take a shower." He hung his feet off of the bed.
"That's what I planned on doing to. Just come back in here when your done." I winked and walked into the bathroom.
I looked at my red face in the mirror. I took off my shirt revealing my black bra that I had wore to bed. Oh how my chest hurt! I pulled off my gray sweats and turned on the water. I had little soap and shampoo left but we planned on going to the store today so. I felt the warm water and stripped all the way down. I felt the warm water hit my head and let everything fall off my shoulders.
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I had just finished drying my hair and had my white sweater on. It was really warm. I pulled on my yoga pants and looked up in the mirror. I grabbed my black hairbrush and ran it through my long brown hair. My green eyes sparkled in the mirror light. I grabbed a scrunchie from a drawer and heard a knock at the door. I see a fairly dressed Lori in the door.
"You look pretty today."
"Thanks. Um, can you braid my hair?"
"Of course hun."
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Dreams become Reality: Book Two in the Carl Grimes Series
FanfictionMolly Anderson tried to survive the zombie takeover as well as she could but she failed. Carl Grimes, her survival partner, missed her very bad. She died while giving birth to their child. Carl couldn't live with himself. But what if it all was a...