Imperfections

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CARL'S POV
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The guy turned to me. "Why did you do that?" He asked. I wasn't about to tell this man I got bit.

"Because I couldn't just watch you die." I said simply.

"Well thank you." He replied.

I nodded curtly. "Why do you trap them?" I asked.

"My mother believed that when we kill them, we're releasing their souls, and that's what we did until... And I thought what better way to honor her." He told me.

I smiled sadly. "I lost my mom too." I admitted. "What's your name?" I asked.

"Sadiq." He said.

I nodded. "I'm Carl." I said.

"Do you have a group?" I asked. Sadiq shook his head.

"Then follow me." I told him. I lead Sadiq back to Alexandria.

Glenn was in the watch tower. He frowned down at me. "How did you get out?" He asked.

"I snuck out in between gaurd shifts." I admitted.

Glenn rolled his eyes and I told someone to open the gate.

We walked in and we're greeted by a girl, who's name I had learned on my last stay here, named Enid.

"Who's this?" He asked, reffering to Sadiq. "I'm Sadiq, I don't want any trouble. If you have any food or water you could spare, that would be great though." He said politely.

Enid nodded and motioned for him to follow her.

Once they were gone I jogged into the house. I went straight to the upstairs bathroom and took my shirt off.

I gasped when I saw the bite for the first time. That was it really hit me. I was going to die. My little sister will never remember me. Negan is gonna lose me and so is my dad.

I shook my head and got out the first aid kit. I cleaned the wound and patched it up.

I knew it would help at all, I just didn't want anyone to be able to tell I was bit.

I put the kit away and walked to my room. I changed cloths and I instantly went to Judith.

I picked her up, she smiled at me and hugged my neck. I felt tears stinging my eyes.

This was the last time she would be able to hug me in the morning. I grabbed a poloroid camera that was sitting on her dresser and took her outside.

I sat down on the porch and took pictures with her. I even took some of myself. One for Judy, one for dad, one for Daryl, and one for Negan.

As I was taking pictures with her I remembered there was a can of paint in one of the closets. I found it the first time I was here.

"Stay here alright? I'll be back in a second." I told Judith. She nodded at me.

I quickly stood up and ran into the house. I opened the closet door and tried to pick the paint can up.

I was surprised at how heavy it felt. We're my muscles already degenerating? I shook my head and lifted it up, carrying it out to the porch.

I set the can down and opened it up with my knife.

I grabbed Judy's little arm and gently stuck the palm of her hand in the paint. I put the palm of my free hand in the paint.

I smiled at her as I pressed our hands against the porch. Judith smiled when she saw the result. "You like that?" I asked her.

She nodded her head. I grabbed her arm with my clean hand and spelled out her name underneath her hand, and when I was finished I spelled my name under my hand print.

I let her whip her hand off on my jeans, and I did the same.

I smiled at her and the hand prints sadly.

I was gonna make this last day count.