Dixon? Grimes?

Chapter 36: Fight Through It

Chapter 36| Fight Through It

Josie's POV

We walked to this little town and walked down the streets. We each had a bag full of food, clothes, water, etc. They were extremely heavy plus I had my crossbow and arrows, rifle, pistol, knifes ,and sword. So yea I was getting tired. Plus I can only carry things with one hand because I lost the other! Stupid walker.

"That place looks good." Michonne said.

She walked onto the porch and I leaned up against the post.

"Let me go in first." She said.

She started to open the door but it wouldn't budge, she peered through the window and smiled.

"Why are you smiling?" Val asked.

Michonne looked at us with a huge smile then we heard some loud nosies. The door open and I saw Rick and Carl.

"Oh my gosh." Rick said a smile on his face.

Michonne hugged Rick as Val and I walked in. Carl looked at me funny.

"Wow, Grimes you look like you have seen a ghost." I said.

Val laughed.

"I thought you were dead." He said.

"Nope I'm alive." I said.

"But Garrett and me found your bracelets." Carl said holding up my bracelets.

"How hey I must of left that on my hand." I said.

Val laughed.

"I'm sorry, I guess I forgot to take them off." She said.

Carl and Rick looked confused I then held up my stub.

"I was bite." I said.

Carl hugged me.

"So where's Garrett?" I asked.

"He was with me but when we found your hand he wouldn't come." Carl said.

"Sounds like him." I sighed holding back the tears.

"But then who was the person that the walkers where eating." Carl said.

I looked down. Trying to hold back tears.

"Nikki." I said barley above a whisper.

Carl closed his eyes probably trying to prevent tears. He then turned and headed up stairs. I didn't know whether I should go after him or not so I went and sat on the couch.

"It's ok he has been like that ever since the prison." Rick said.

I nodded.

"Maybe you could try and go talk to him?" Rick said.

I looked at him then at Val. I don't know why but she just reminded me of Daryl. I got up and walked up the stairs. I looked into rooms until I found him on a bed with Garrett's bouncy ball.

"Carl?" I said quietly walking in and closing the door.

He didn't say anything I pulled a chair up and sat in it.

"I know it sucks, and I have no clue what to say to you to make you feel better so" I trailed off.

"Nothing can make me feel better." He said.

"I figured."

We where quiet. I gazed out the window so badly wanting to see Daryl or Garrett, maybe Beth or even Dustin walk down the street to this house just someone. Someone that can give me hope that everyone is alive.

"What are we suppose to do now?" Carl asked.

I looked at him.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean everyone is died, we keep losing our shelter, pretty soon everyone we know and love will die." He said.

"I don't know I guess we just fight through it."

"No why would you want to live in this world anymore?" He said sitting up and looking at me.

"Why didn't you give up when you got bite?"

I thought for a minute.

"Well really I thought that my immune system could take it and I would live but then I looked at Nikki and couldn't go on so I pulled out my gun and was about to shoot myself but my stupid gun was empty. So Michonne and Val cut off my hand and dragged me along." I said.

"What your immune?" Carl said.

I looked at him surprised.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Are you stupid you just said it."

I was shocked and my mouth made a oh.

"I did."

Carl started laughing.

"Your such a blonde."

I was still shocked did I really just tell him?

"But really how are you immune?" He asked.

"Well, you know how I told you guys the story about my mom and Michonne you know before this? Ya well I lied my mom really turned and bite me." I said pulling up my sleeve to show the outline of a bite.

"Whoa, I'm so confused, just tell me the story from the beginning to now." Carl said.

I took a deep breath and began the story. I can't believe I hated Carl Grimes and now I'm telling him something only Michonne and I know. What's wrong with me.

Once I got done telling him everything he had and 'oh' expression.

"Ya" I said.

"So are you going to have a fake hand, cause that would be sweet." Carl said.

I laughed.

"Val and Michonne are working on a thing like what Merle had." I said.

"That's even cooler!" He said standing up.

"Let's go work on it!" He said excited.

I giggled.

"Ok" I started getting up.

"Oh wait." Carl said and turned to me.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled out my bracelets. I was surprised he keep them.

"Thanks." I said and hugged him again.

Then we went down stairs. I grabbed my backpack and dumped it out. Lose parts of screws, blots, some tools, a knife and who knows what was laid out on the table. Carl sat down and started messing with what Val and Michonne had already made. They where in the living room talking on where to go.

"You know what sucks?" I said.

"What." he said still working on the fake hand.

"I can't shoot my crossbow or even a gun." I said.

He looked up at me.

"So you can only use a knife?"

"Yup"

"No tomorrow we will teach you how to shot a crossbow with one hand." He said and went back to work.

I giggled.

"You don't even know how to shoot a crossbow."

He shrugged.

"I'll figure it out."

I laughed.

We went off talking about random things. I almost forgot about everything bad that had happened.