Carl's POV
As I woke up I remembered what I was doing, I had found a cellar, with a bunch of bottles of alcohol....
And I remember finding a girl after hunting.... I was drunk wasn't I?
Where's Cass?
I look and open my eyes and see a cute blonde girl in front of me, but I have cassidy, she's the only girl I love or ever will.
Dad was pacing around grabbing his face with one hand and another at his side.
He stared at me wide eyed.
"Carl, Cassidy's gone, and so is Charlotte we don't know where they are or when they left."
All we know is she left this note it's addressed to you....."
He handed me a crumpled paper that looks like it was re-used a bunch of times, but there was her beautiful hand writing which I never got tired of seeing.
Carl, I'm leaving you this because I can't stand how many times that we've had new people in our group of survivors, it's obvious you're attracted t other girls that aren't me, I left and took Charlie with me because she's been with me from the start and You're obviously not in need of me or her, so it's better she stays with me and doesn't grow up thinking you're her father...
Good Bye Carl,
I loved you-
Cassidy Xx
My last couple of years dropped down on to the paper as the paper crumpled of the wet reaction to the salty tears. I wiped them and threw the note into the fire that was started in the circle in between us.
I grabbed my bag and started typing, I grabbed my pistol as I heard a loud scream. But not just any scream one I would recognize anywhere.
