Lovely Nightmare (Carl Grimes FanFic)

Chapter 5:

Me and Beth finished decorating our cells and they looked so amazing!

'What smells like paint" I hear Rick say.

Beth looks at me, "did you ask to do this?".

It feels like someone just punched me in the stomach, what if he gets mad? When grown ups get mad at me my face gets all red and it doesnt turn out well.

"We painted our cells" I say as I walk out of my cell.

"oh, cool." he says and walks away.

"Thanks for scaring me beth" I laugh and wack her with a towel.

Then i hear a voice from behind me

"Why would you guys do this? I cant stand the smell of paint? You are both idioits."

I turn around to see Carl.

"Anger issues much?" I say.

'Emma, don"t" Beth says.

"No beth he cant get away with this" I say.

Carl laughs and walks outside.

I decide to follow him.

He walks until he goes around a wall. I peek to what he is doing and all he is doing is kicking things.

I run up to him.

"Carl" I say.

"Emma get out of here" he says.

"No" I stand firm.

He looks at my with anger and sadness.

"I said leave" He angrily shouts.

I run up to him and grab his shoulders, "I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO BE NICE AND FAIR. YOU TOLD ME YOUVE BEEN UNFAIR AND RUDE TO EVERYONE AND IT DOESNT LOOK LIKE YOU WANT TO STOP!".

"ITS MY LIFE" he yells and rips out of my grip and starts running to the fence.

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" I yell.

"AWAY" he screams.

I starts chasing after him. Once I get out of the fence I see him run into the woods.

I run after him.

"CARL STOP!" I scream, catching up to him.

"NO" he yells back.

I'm almost caught up to him when I trip on a log. I hit my head and my vision gets dizzy.

Then I see walkers.

I reach for my sword.

And it's not there.

Crap. What was I thinking?

I get up and start sprinting away from the prison, away from Carl.

I run for minutes, for what seems to be hours.

I lost the walkers a while ago but now I have no idea what I am doing.

I stop running. Its getting dark.

I feel like I'm being watched by gunnar. That's silly. He isn't here. But I see him everywhere.

"Get away from me" I say, talking to nobody.

"Stop" I say again. If someone were to see me they would think I'm crazy. We all have a little crazy in us.

"Get out, Stop. Leave. Let me off these chains." I say.

My eyes start to fade as I stumble into an old cabin.