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

14 years.

"What do you mean why do I have a picture of your mother? She's is my mother, not yours, so stop mucking around with me!" I screamed at Daryl's face.

"You- you're ma lost sister..." he said surprised. I froze. Is he really my brother? No, he can't be, he's just messing with my head.

"What? Why are you doing this to me? Stop lying!".

"I'm not lying! My mom died as soon as she gave birth to my sister who I have never seen!".

"Wait wait wait. So you knew about me and you never went looking for me!". His face went from surprised to awkward to sad.

"You know what? I don't care anymore! You haven't been there for me for my 14 years of life and now I never want you to be there for me for the rest of my life!".

He was about to say something but I turned around and ran. Him and the others called my name various times but I just kept on running, picking my bag and weapons up along the way, and ran outside the gate.

"Say goodbye to Abby for me!" I yelled.

I have no idea where I'm going to go. I walked around for about ten minutes and then I heard a twig snap.

"If anyone has followed me, go back and leave me alone!" I said. I turned around and saw nothing. Then I heard a groan from behind me and I quickly turned around. Oh shit.

The walker pushed me to the floor and I started pushing him of me by his shoulders. He then turned his head and...

"AHHHHHHH!" I screamed. He bit my hand. I screamed out in pain various times. When the walker was about to bite my neck I heard a gun-shot and then the walker fell on top of me, blood gushing through his head.

I felt someone lift up my arm but by that time I was already nearly asleep.

"Stay awake, don't go to sleep please!" the voice said. I weakly nodded and then I got picked up bridal style and was carried of to the prison...