Love In The Apocalypse

Wildfire

MY POV

"Bryana?" Lori asks. I ignore her because this is half there fault. "I'm so sorry we all cared about her." I'm sitting by Heather's torn apart body, crying. "We need to bury her. Are yo-" I interrupt angry by yelling,

"No! I'm not ready! I loved her! She was my best friend! You!" I point at her then at everyone else. "Them! You all did this! You got people killed! Heather and Amy! We warned you, but you did nothing!" I look back at Heather's body.

"What do you mean you warned them? How could you have known?" Rick asks, but I ignore him. I don't feel like talking anymore. The only part of her body that isn't torn to shreds is her face. I kiss her on the cheek.

"Goodbye, I love you. I hope you're in a better place." I get up and go to my tent because I haven't slept all night and its the morning now. The only thing is I can't seem to fall asleep.

"Bryana, I-I'm so sorry." Carl says as he walks in my tent with tears in his eyes. I jump up and give him a hug both of us crying.

"I-I....j-just....c-can't believe s-she's gone." I cry so much that his shirt is wet with tears. I let go of him wiping my face and he does the same. I sit on my sleeping bag and he sits next to me. I just want to cry, cry, cry, and cry so that's what I'm doing. Carl holds me in his arms as I cry.

"Bryana I love you. I know it's hard right now, but it will get better. She doesn't have to fear anymore. Or wonder if she will be eating that night or not." I look at Carl and he has tears in his eyes.

"I-I know it's not the end for us when someone dies. I....I know it's better she's not alive, but I loved her. Just like I love you," I say to him looking at his face. Carl leans in and kisses me on the lips. He's eyes closed while mine are open. I wasn't expecting that at all. When he opens his eyes he looks embarrassed and let's go me.

"I'm sorry I....I just thought...you know that you were saying I love you in a more than I friend way." He starts to get up and leave. Me still in shock let's him walk out of my tent.

"C-Carl! W-wait! I-it's not your fault!" I yell still in my same spot. Carl walks back in my tent still embarrassed and sits next to me. I get out of my gaze and grab his hands. "Carl I...I do like you, but I don't know if I like you and that way right now. I'm sorry, but I can't really think of this right now. Maybe after I get a little bit over Heather's death." I give him a hug and then I lay down with him still sitting by me. I fall asleep to Carl rubbing my back still looking embarrassed but sad.

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I wake up by myself all of my stuff gone besides my bag, Heather's stuff, and my sleeping bag. I grab my bag to see everything thrown into it. I walk out of my tent to see most of all the tents down. Everyone is talking in a circle and Shane asks, "Any questions?" Yeah what the fuck is going on here.

"We're, uh--we're not going." Morale says kind of upset.

"Wait what?" I yell then everyone turns around to look at me. "First off where are we going in second why aren't you going with."

"We have family in Birmingham." Morale's wife says, "We want to be with our people."

"You go on your, own you won't have anyone to watch your back." Shane goes on ignoring my other question.

"We'll take that chance," Morale says. His daughter is putting her head on her mom probably crying.

"But where are we going!?" I asked again getting angry. Rick looks at Shane.