Stay With Me [Carl Grimes]

Chapter 3: Shot

*6 Months Later*

Rick, Carl and I were walking through the woods. "Look dinner" Rick nodded his head towards an animal, a dear. I nodded aiming my gun for it. "Wait!" Carl reached his hand out and pushed my gun down wards. Over the last 6 months, I got a gun, and a knife and I'm not afraid of the walkers anymore, not like I ever really was. I just didn't know what they were. Although, I've been shooting since I was 6, so I got a gun. After getting out of my thoughts I noticed the shiny smile on Carl's face. Why did he like the dear so much?

Unfortunately, the happiness didn't stay. We heard a gun echo on the other side of the dear, and before we knew it, Carl and the dear were both on the ground. My eyes widened as well as Rick's. "CARL!" Rick shouted and dropped to his knees and sobbed onto Carl's shirt. "Oh my, I'm so sorry I didn't see him! Here come to our farm we have a doctor there who can help him" A heavy set man with a shotgun said. "You!" I gave him a deathly stare. "YOU SHOT MY BEST FRIEND!" I couldn't contain myself. "Listen, take him to our farm" He repeated himself. "Ok, show me your farm, NOW!" Rick ordered him. He picked Carl up and sprinted with the man, I sighed then followed them. "I'm Otis by the way" He told us, running out of breath. "And I don't care" I said glaring at him. "At least not until hes okay" "Fair enough" He replied.

We arrived at the farm and got Carl onto a bed. "He needs surgery, but I don't have the right materials" Hershel, the doctor explained. "I'll go get them" Otis volunteered. "Me too" Shane agreed with Otis. "No Otis please don't" Patricia begged. "I shot the boy it's the least I can do" He looked at her. She sighed sadley and nodded. "Come back safely" She pecked his lips and walked out the room. Shane and Otis loaded up the truck and headed out to the high school near by to get supplies. "I want Lori here with Carl" Rick finally spoke up. "I'll get her where is she?" A girl with short brown hair emerged from upstairs. "Oh I'm Maggie by the way" Rick nodded, and told her the directions, "Wait! I'm Glenn" Glenn looked at her and smiled. Oh god, Glenn likes her. "Ok wanna come?" She asked. "Sure!" He smiled and looked back giving us the "thumbs up" We chuckled. "You know Glenn, Maggie's my daughter" Hershel smiled at Glenn. Glenn froze for a second, then turned around and left. We chuckled once again, but only got a slight smile out of Rick.

Shane returned back, but with no sign of Otis. I walked over to Shane with my arms crossed. "What do you want little one?" He snarled at me. "Where's Otis?" I asked. "Umm...dead" He blankly said. "Because you killed him?" I questioned getting a little bit sassy with him. "No, he uh, walkers" He stuttered. "You can't fool me, I'm not an idiot, you killed him" I stomped my foot. Shane picked me up and slammed me against the truck. "Listen you little bitch, you tell anyone that-" Shane was cut off by Rick "That? What? Oh yeah, get the fuck off Liz before I kill you, don't think I won't." Rick said with all seriousness. He released my shirt. Rick and Daryl are the most protective of me. Shane glared at Rick and walked away. Rick bended down halfway then got up "Don't really need to bend down anymore getting pretty tall over the last few months" Rick smiled. "Hah yeah, and before you ask I'm fine, he didn't hurt me but if you didn't come I might've used my pocket knife on him..." I told him trailing off. "Well as long as you're okay squirt" Daryl came up and ruffled my head. "I was watching from afar and if he did something I would have got him" He looked at me. "Thanks guys I appreciate it" I said giving them both hugs, running inside.

"How's Carl?" I asked Hershel as I walked in. "He's good just prepping him for surgery. I nodded, "Shane's back with all the stuff" I explain and glanced at Patricia. "What about my sweet Otis?" She worriedly fretted. "Sorry Patricia" I pitied her, so I gave her a tight hug. "It'll be okay" I whispered in her ear, letting go. She sniffled and whipped the tears out of her eyes.

I never liked Shane.

And now, I have a good reason to kill that son of a bitch.