"The Dahlonega Dead" (Carl Grimes FanFiction)

Episode 36: What Ceases To Remain

                As Granny rocked me back and forth, the tears started to fall out. I’m so stupid. I should’ve listened to Gabby when I had the chance. But no. And now, this. My gosh, what am I gonna do about Carl?!

                “You’ll stay here. I won’t allow you to leave.”

                I coughed. “Why not?” I wiped my eyes. “Oh my gosh. What kind of sick prick are you to do that?! To do ANY of this?!” I wiped my nose as Granny petted my hair.

                “Do you want me to lock you up too?” Vernetta frowned.

                “Tch. No!” I started to shake and felt so disoriented it hurt. My face just wouldn’t cool down. I was in a nervous heat. I have to think about this. Oh gosh. My head won’t stop pounding.

                “If you don’t try to leave, or do anything against us, I won’t lock you up, or kill you. Understand?”

                I nodded my head quickly. There isn’t anything to think about. This is how it has to be.

                “Go on and tell Carl.” Vernetta grinned.

                “No!” I yelled back in a horrified state. “Please. Leave him out of this. I don’t want him to feel like a prisoner above everything else. Please. I’m begging you.” I look at the ground.

                Vernetta tilted her head. “Fine. Just keep him in his place.” She turned and went behind a shelf till it was just me and Granny.

                I let it all out then. “What am I gonna tell Carl?” I whispered as I looked into Granny’s old eyes.

                “Shh…we’ll help you. This can’t last forever.” She smiled at me.

                I covered my face and inhaled best I could. I hate crying. But I still am.

                I constantly rubbed my eyes so vision could stay somewhat clear.

                “You really love him, don’t you?” Granny looked at my red messy face.

                I slowly nodded and just sighed. “I don’t deserve to be anywhere near him.”

                “You two look, very much in love.” She wiped a tear away with her old wrinkled hand.

                “It shouldn’t be this way. He shouldn’t have gotten me out of the lottery.” I put my face in my hands to hide from everything that’s been happening.

                “Maybe you do.” Granny smiled.

                I looked back at her, waiting for her words to continue.

                “Why shouldn’t you two be together?”

                I raised my eyebrows, my hands still shaking. “Well…” I started.

                “Shh…One day, you’ll accept it. And when you do, something will happen between you.” She almost winked at me.

                Oh gosh. She doesn’t mean…

                I laughed a little I felt so awkward. I must still look like a child to her. Given my past, this talk is actually helping a lot.