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Welcome To My Group :)- Carl Grimes

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Takes place after the prison is attacked.
Warnings: mentions of sexual assault/rape, language, and violence( it's the The Walking Dead.)

Carl angrily stomped down the street, in search of supplies, knowing he would need them for when Rick woke up, if he woke up.

Luckily, Rick and Carl decided to stay in a house among the suburbs, so there were plenty of houses to raid for supplies.

He chose one, and quietly opened the front door, listening for signs of movement. After he heard nothing but silence, he continued through the house.

Eventually, he found himself going into the upstairs portion of the house. He noticed blood trails along the floor that led down the stairs, like someone dragged bodies up and down the halls.

He raised his gun, preparing for the worst. He began to clear the rooms one by one. Until, there was one room left.

He opened the door, and turned to the side. He heard a gun cock. "Back away from the door, and put down your weapon." He did as he was told, and looked over.

It was a girl, roughly his age, shaking, splattered in blood, and on the verge of tears. Her hair was messy, and the bags under her eyes were dark. Her hands shook as she held up the gun, ready to squeeze the trigger.

"Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you." Carl said in a soothing voice. She scoffed, "Yeah, that's what the last guys said before they raped me." Carl's eye widened, then he realized; the blood trails on the floor, her bloodied body, torn clothing, messy and unkept appearance, she was broken.

"Look, I'm Carl Grimes. My dad and I recently escaped an attack on our old sanctuary. I'm just looking for supplies, and I'm not looking to hurt anyone. You can trust me." He said, holding his hand out to her.

She shook greater this time. She was so broken, so lost. She shook her head. Carl's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. No?

"You can come with me, I won't hurt you, my dad won't hurt you, I won't let anyone hurt you." He soothed, Walking closer to her, taking slow, tentative steps, slowly getting closer to her.

She began to lower to gun, and Carl used his hand to help her push it way. "What's your name?" He asked. "Y/N L/N." she whispered. He smiled, "Well, Y/N, welcome to my group."