"The Dahlonega Dead" (Carl Grimes FanFiction)

Episode 34: ...The Scarier Things Become

                Instead of going to our house, I still can’t believe how domestic that sounds, Carl pulled me over behind one of the farther stores not too far from the college. I still felt incredibly awkward.

                I just saw a grown woman dressed in…gosh I don’t know what I just saw. My hands were still shaking. Me being alone with Carl didn’t help.

                I was still in his hoody, nothing underneath. I felt so naked. I hope he can’t see anything.

                He sighed and turned to me. After a second of me just being a total idiot, standing there, my mind cut in half, I noticed only Carl could make my mind wonder about something else besides what just happened.

                He walked over and grabbed both my hands, barely lifting them from my sides. I smiled at the view I got. Ever notice how, no matter what, guy hands are just more masculine and bigger than girl hands? Here I am, 22, and my palms are still smaller than his.

                COMPLETE MORON! You should be pulling away!

                “So…you wanted, something?” I asked a little more serious than I wanted. Hurting him, pushing him away, is that the only option?

                I hung my head and tried to focus on separating our skin.

                “Last night…”

                Oh gosh. Here it comes.

                “I meant what I said.”

                I shifted. “What you said?” I am such a bi*ch.

                Carl tilted his head a little upset. “That I love you.”

                I tried to pull away but he just gripped me all the tighter till it was a miniature battle for my body. “You can’t.” I breathed through gritted teeth.

                “I can! And I know you meant it too!”

                I stopped moving. “What?” I was in total shock.

                “You said you loved me too!”

                My eyes went wide. I said that?! Oh gosh. I thought…no way.

                I started to struggle again but I underestimated his strength.

                “There is no way! You just can’t feel that way! You’re confused.” I smiled trying to make it all better.

                “Audrey!” He tried to make me still but I just wouldn’t stop wiggling.

                In a flash, he slid a hand on my wrist, then put the other on my shoulder and pushed me back, taking full advantage of the fact I’m still weak and shaken up.

                I was against the brick wall of the store now, pinned, his sweaty face close to mine. I was terrified. He wasn’t finished though.

                He moved in like he was going to kiss me, but instead just pressed his body to mine, putting both my wrists next to my arms. His face turned away from mine and my chest started to hurt he was molding us together so much.

                “Mm.” I winced and blushed. “Carl. That hurts.” I looked to the side not letting myself enjoy what was impossible not to.