Incendiary: Carl Grimes Love Story

Chapter Eight: Nebraska

Maya's pov

The only thing that was heard was insects chirping and the cries of Carol growing louder and louder. Everyone didn't say a word, not even Shane, who had a lot to say earlier. Mr. Grimes still had his pistol aimed at Sophia's head despite her now being a dead corpse. Finally after some time, he pointed the gun away and turned Shane making eye contact. Next Mr. Grimes looked to Lori holding both Carl and I in her arms.

" Don't look. Don't look." Everyone turned to see Daryl pick up Carol, but she pushed him and ran away in tears.

Daryl looked annoyed that she did that. The second cry was Beth Greene. She was crying in her boyfriend's arms while she stared to the mess the group made, but most importantly her family. She broke  out of Jimmy's arms and walks to her walker mother.

" Shh. Shh. Shh. Wait. Wait." Mr. Grimes said, but she kept going ignoring the warning from Rick. Once closer to the walker, Beth slowed down and bend down to her mom sobbing.

" Ma." She said and flips over her mom.

The walker  grabbed onto Beth causing everyone to run over, even me hearing her terrified screams. I tugged on the walker to get it off of her, but it had a firm grim on her hair.

" Pull her away ! Pull her away !" Mr. Grimes yelled while they all pulled the sobbing Beth away.

T-dog even stomped on it a bit, but it was Andrea that put the axe in the head. Everyone stood together till the Greene's walked away. I walked over to Lori and Carl just sitting there in the dirt as the others left yelling at something. We just sat there quietly seeing the mess of walkers. Seeing what happened to Beth, I had my hand firmly on the gun just in case one risen up.

Carl was holding the side of his stomach and I knew some how he must of pulled it a bit. I looked over to the pile of dead walkers to see Sophia's. Poor girl didn't have a chance and now she was dead. Sometimes I  didn't get it. Why the good die young and the bad stay on the earth ? I didn't know her, but I bet she didn't deserve it. Andrea covered Sophia's body then looked over at me only to glare.

I looked confused as why, but ignored it. It wasn't like I killed Sophia or anything. I looked down to the gun in my hand a bit surprised by my actions. I actually helped the group today. If I was the Maya in the start of the turn, I would of stood back and laughed at them. I would of laughed that Sophia died, but here I was actually a bit sad for Carol. I mean, I'm not crying like the others, never cried actually in my life, but still things changed a lot. This group changed me and I'm still wondering if it was for the best for not.

" I thought I'd find her." Carl said breaking the silence between the three of us.

" We all did." Lori said looking over to him.

" I mean me, that I'd be the one. Like maybe she was hiding somewhere in a cave or a tree. She'd be safe." Carl said looking up at his mother." and I'd find her and bring her back. He did the right thing, shooting her like that. I would've done it too."

" Maya ? " Lori said looking over to me with shocked eyes from what Carl had said.

" Yeah ?"

" Could you take Carl up to the house ? I want you both to rest." She asked and I nodded getting off of the dirt road and walking with Carl seeing Mr. Grimes come over.

" Hey, you dropped that." Mr. Grimes said putting Carl's sheriff hat on his head.

I smiled as we walked back to the house silently. My mind then wondered off to Daryl. I hope he was okay since I know he cared about Sophia a lot, but knowing him, it couldn't be so bad.

" You should get changed. You have dirt all over your clothes." Carl said and I nodded going to my tent to see all my stuff outside of it and half the stuff taken down.

" Daryl ?" I called seeing he peered around the tent not looking at me." What's going-"

" Stay with the Grimes or anybody for all I care." He said angry still not looking at me still.

" Daryl-"

" Go ! I don't need you anymore just leave ! Leave this group for all I care !" He yelled loudly while I jumped back surprised a bit. He didn't care and continued to put the tent away.

" Don't worry. I saw this coming. Everyone leaves me." I said yanking my bag from the floor and left not caring if it hurt him or not. I walked to the Grimes tent seeing Carl changed already. He looked up surprised to see me, but I just kept walking.

" Why you have your stuff ?" He asked and I glared at him.

" What do you think, Jackass ?" I snapped going inside his tent to change and pushing him out.

" Okay...um want to explain a bit ?"

" Daryl kicked me out." I explained seeing his shadow nod through the tent cover.

" So, you're staying with us ?"

I walked out the tent softening my voice." Do you mind ?"

" Of course. It's like a sleepover." He said while she nodded.

Later, the funeral took place. Hershel wore his suit in honor of his wife and step son, while the rest of us wore normal clothes. Nobody said anything. No words of wisdom, no pray, nothing. Shane was the first to leave followed by the Greene's,  Daryl, and everyone else. We all went separate ways. I sat on the porch wearing Maggie's old black  hoodie she offered me since it was a bit cold today considering it nearing winter soon.  Closed my eyes, I felt the wind touch my skin when someone sat next to me.

" I'm starting to think you're a stalker." I said and opened my eyes to see Carl.

" Sorry."

" No reason to apologize. You miss Sophia ?" I asked seeing he nodded staring in the distance.

" Yeah, she was a friend. A really good friend." Carl said and I nodded hearing something fall inside, but we didn't move.

Sooner or later, Carl and I found out the crash was from Beth, who collapsed over shock. Now, Glenn and Mr. Grimes  were going to find Hershel, who escaped the farm unnoticed. I sat on the couch and read my book the best I could. However the more I did, the more I thought about the day. Everything changed in the matter of minutes. Sad part, I felt like more was on it's way.

This wasn't the end of the road of misery. Felt like our biggest threat was out there waiting to kill the group. If it was Walkers, sickness, or a person...it was waiting for us. Lori came out the house and by her path, I could tell she was going to Daryl. Good luck was all I could think, but I think the good luck was needed for this group.