Never Let You Go (Carl Grimes Fanfiction)

Hometown

Samantha's Pov.

Carl just shot a man. I didn't know whether or not to laugh or cry at the man who tried to kill us.

"Is he dead!?" I asked raising my voice and Michonne shook her head. She was checking his pulse and Rick was by her side kneeling.

"Sir, are you okay? Can you hear me?" Rick raised his tone asking the unconcious man to see if he could hear us.
All of us kept our attention on him, obviously wanting to know who he was and what he was doing here alone.
I walked over next to Carl and grabbed his arm.
"I thought I told you to stay there." He said to me and I looked at my feet.
"I had too. Im sorry.." I apologized as he sighed kissing my head.
"It's okay, I understand."

After a couple seconds of waiting for a response, Rick grew impatient and took off the mask that was covering his face. Beneath that mask was a man, maybe around his late 30's, early 40's with a dark complexion. He looked just like a regular man, but Ricks face told otherwise. His face became pale, hi eyes grew wide.
"Dad? Whats wrong...?" Carl asked obviously wondering about his reaction.
"Morgan...." he mumbled. Michonne and I had no clue who he was talking about, But Carl seemed to be understanding.
"It's Morgan... he saved my life. When I left out of the hospital, he found me and took me in. He told me about everything and what was happening. I wouldn't be here of it wasn't for him." Rick explained and suddenly I felt different about the man. He was just like us, trying to protect ourselves, doing whatever we had to do. He saved the person who practically saved my brothers and I's lives too.
"Lets just go and find the supplies!" Michonne insisted but Rick hesitated.
"No.. no. Were gonna help him. I won't leave until he wakes up. Thats final." he demanded.
Michonne sighed in defeat while Carl glanced over at me. I gave him a side grin to show I was okay with his fathers demanding matter.
Rick and Michonne grabbed Morgan and wrapped his arms around their necks while they lead us to a building.
Hand in hand, Carl and I followed behind them. While walking, I couldn't help but notice how many traps this 'Morgan' dude created and placed around the perimeter.
Once we got the the front entrance, there placed a 'Welcome' placemat and before we got a chance to step in, Rick told us to watch out for the wire that was spread across one wall to another, which activated another trap. Beneath the welcome mat, was a hole with spears facing upwards, ready to pierce through a body that dared to step at the front door.
I couldn't help but laugh to myself for a joke I made.
"Huh, that must suck to live with especially if you're a sleep walker." I joked, laughing insanely to myself. I saw Carl was laughing at my pun while his face was turning red, but Michonne's and Rick's face told me 'Too soon.' I bit my lip to constrain my laughter, but it was uncontrollable. Me and Carl stopped walking up the stairs from our loss of breath from laughing. When I looked up to see them stop too, I saw a little smirk form across their faces at my joke.
We made our way up to the house and Rick placed Morgan on a cot while Michonne, Carl and I scavenged around the house for supplies. I found a couple boxes of ammo and Carl found some clothes laying on a chair that looked like it belonged to a boy out age.
I placed the ammo in my bag and walked around to find loose guns, but I found Michonne in the kitchen eating pretzels. I chuckled and she shrugged smiling, making her way to Rick.
"Oh gosh, guys! The guns!" Carl suddenly burst and Michonne went to go grab them, but Rick yelled at us.
"I said no! Were waiting 'till he wakes up." He repeated and we sighed.

"The dude tried to kill us! Don't you realize that?" Michonne yelled.
I started to back away from their conversation because I knew what Rick was going to say, 'he saved me. ' or 'wait until he wakes up.'
I turned around to find Carl looking at a map that was drawn on the wall.
I sighed and walked over to him. I grabbed him from behind and hugged his waist, laying my head on his shoulder.
"Are you okay?" I asked him. I kissed the crook of his neck as he nodded his head.
"Yeah, it just- I recognize everything still. I miss this area." he admitted.
"I want to look around."

Hey guys, so yeah, I dont know what to say rn lol. I don't want to complain and all, and sound mean, but like I know my writing is not That great, but some people leave like little 'smart remarks' and comments that sound sorta mean. it sometimes makes me question my writing. Sorry for little rant, but I just needed to get it off my chest. your comments make me smile and happy! but please, don't say anything mean :) Ily you guyss :)

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Next chapter is better :) don't worry lol