Forever (Carl Grimes)

1. Shocked

Karman's POV:

I'm a 10 year old with my 11 year old step-sister named Sophia and we are running. Running from...those...those things. We don't know what they are or who they were but it's terrifying. Luckily, we are almost home though.

"Sophia..." I said, running out of breath.

"Sophia..." I said once more.

"C'mon Kay. We're almost home. Dad and Cathy will keep us safe from the dead." Sophia said while grabbing my hand so I can keep up with her.

"Maybe dad but not Cathy. She hates me. She hates both of us." I told Sophia as we finally arrived to our house.

Cathy is Sophia's mom and my stepmom. When my dad isn't around she abuses us. Mostly me cause I'm not her own but Sophia gets hurt a lot as well. My dad hasn't seen the bruises and if he does Sophia and I will come up with some excuse on why it's there. When we got to our house the door was open. Wide. Open. Sophia started to slowly walk inside just in case.

"Stay behind me. Be as quiet as possible." Sophia whispered to me. I nodded and we started to enter cautiously. Being careful of my every step.

"Stay here." Sophia whispered as she walked to the kitchen to grab something. I stopped in my place and waited for her to come back but while she was gone. I was all of a sudden tackled to the ground. I started to try and push it off me until I realized it was one of the dead. I screamed.

Sophia's POV:

"Stay here." I told Karman as I headed to the kitchen. I went to the kitchen to see if there was anything here that could help us survive this thing. I found a couple knives for me and Kay. I heard a loud scream come from the living room. I grabbed a knife and bolted to the living room. One of the dead was on top of her trying to bite her. I kicked it off of her and she crawled behind me crying. I walked over to it and stabbed it in the head. Dead. To me, it looked familiar. I took another glance and realized it was my mom...a tear fell down my face. She was abusive but she was my mom...I wiped the tear away and walked over to Kay and hugged her. We sat there on the cold wooden floors for awhile. The house wasn't the same. It was quiet. Empty. Peaceful. Kay and I started grabbing some clothes from our room and shoving it into a bag. We grabbed food and water as well. We went to walk out of the house when Kay stopped dead in her tracks and looked into our parents room.

"What's wrong?" Kay didn't reply.

"Kay?" She still wasn't responding to me. Her mouth dropped and I saw a couple tears fall from her hazel eyes. She dropped to the ground and started bawling. I ran to her and looked into the bedroom. Our dad...laying there on his stomach. Laying face first into the pillow. Back torn apart. 

Karman's POV:

He was one of the only people who actually loved me and cared about me and now he is gone. His body...I'm 10 years old and I am living in this kind of world. A kind of world that takes my parents away from my stepsister and I. A world that leaves us on our own.

"We have to go..." Sophia said. Her voice sounding muffled. She was crying too. I could tell in her voice.

"Kay! We have to go!" Sophia said louder. She helped me up and we ran. We ran away from that house. Away from our childhood. Away from where we had our happiest and our saddest times. My dad is...gone. Cathy...gone. No words. Not. Even. One.

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I hope you guys enjoy this story. It's my second one and I'm excited to put it out there. In this story, if you couldn't already tell, Sophia and Karman aren't related to Carol in anyway. They might just be related to someone else in the group...hmm🤔