The Walking Dead Fanfic. It's to late. (Carl Grimes)

Can we trust you?

"I don't know who she is..." the boy whos name was Carl replied.

"Well, what is your name, we haven't got all day?" the man said. How rude!

"That is none of your business."

"You tell him missy or you'll go back out the with da walkers" a man with a crossbow said.

"If you insist." They looked at me waiting for me to answer. "I'm Jessica and I'm 14 nearly 15, happy now?!" I literally screamed at them.

They looked at me, some mouths open, some wide eyes. But from the three boys, including Carl, I got the most angry faces I have ever seen. Even walkers couldn't make faces as bad as that.

"Well, I'm Rick, this boy here is Carl and I'm his father. This man is Daryl, that's Carol, T-dog, Hershel, Maggie, Glenn, Beth, Michonne, and finally, my little baby girl Judith" he said pointing to everyone.

"Ok" I said " that's a nice little family you have there but I'm just asking for a place to stay for one night."

"Hah. Can we trust you?" Carl said.

"Yes, you can trust me!".

"Ok, take her to tha only cell left." Daryl comanded Carl.

"Fine!" he replied. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to a cell.

"Right," he said " this is mine and now your cell, you have to sleep on top bunk though." he motiened, obviously not happy with me staying.

I jumped up onto the top bunk, not bothering about the steps, and layed myself down, crossing my legs.

"By the way," he said while he climed the steps "I still don't trust you." he finished.

He grabbed my wrist and I looked at him, very confused. Then he put a handcuff around my wrist and then put the other one on the wooden rails.

I rattled the chains trying to get them of. He went under and layed down.

"GET ME OUT OF THESE THINGS!" I yelled.

"Goodnight!" he said, ignoring me. I gave up after an hour of rattling the chains and layed down on the bed. I fell asleep instantly...