carl grimes imagine

broken

His hands unfastened his belt, and lowered his boxers. You felt yourself not being able to breathe. Panicking. Your brother,he was attracted to you. Everything in your body froze, while your mind raced. His hands unlike Carl’s were cold and moved uncomfortably upon your body. He still held you as a sister but now in a unfamiliar way. You felt like you should scream. That Carl probably wasn’t that far and would hear you. But you couldn’t. You knew your brother would be banished, or killed. His hand clutched your bare hip, sending chills up your spine. You bit your lip to hold in your yelp, but you couldn’t stop the tears from falling. You looked into his eyes hoping you’ll find a drop of sanity, but there was none. He had a smile he was happy, he was ok with what he was doing. You forced your hands on his shoulders and used all your strength to move him away. He didn’t budge. “Stop” you whimpered so quiet it sounded like a sigh. Rage washed over you as his hand found its way to your back and unlatched your bra, his hands now moving along your exposed breast. “Stop” you screamed with everything you had in you. Your brother laughed, and made his actions worse. His hands slipped into your jeans and moved around, where he pleased. Stripping you until the your pants were down. Through the sound of your choking cries and gags, there was heavy, running footsteps. The knob jingled. “Carl”you moaned as you were pushed against the wall, being forced to pleasure your brother. His hands holding you against him, your hands on his private. Carl’s face was first confused, disgusted, then furious. His eye moved to yours and gave the most devastating look of empathy. He moved his hand to his holster. His face now emotionless. You knew what he was going to do. But you couldn’t bring yourself to look, you couldn’t bring yourself to stop it. You squeezed your eyes shut. “Boom” you felt blood splatter against your skin. Your eyes shot open and landed on Carl, the gun in his hand pointed where your brother was. He dropped the gun and let himself collapse to the ground. His hand cradled his head, pulling at his hair. “I’m so-so so-sorry. I- know, I kn-know I am a mo-monster.” He cried repeatedly over and over, rocking back and forth. “No” you said as you moved towards him to comfort him. He jerked away “I’m just another monster. ”He said under his sobs, staring straight at your brothers corpse. "I’m a hideous murderer. " This broke him. You broke him.