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Chapter 45: Make up

Chapter 45| Make up

We started walking to who knows where. I walked by Daryl but Carl soon pulled me back and I walked by him in silence. I was still madder then heck at him but then part of me was ready to forgive him.

"Listen, I'm sorry ok." He said and before he could go on I cut him off.

"You say sorry way too many times."

"Well do you forgive me?"

"With time I will." and with that I walked up to Carol.

We stopped and spent the night by a stream. Daryl and Carol stayed on watch. I laid down next to Carol's empty sleeping bag. I turned and tried going to sleep. Someone tapped my shoulder. I turned to see Carl.

"What do you want." I whispered.

"I want you to listen, and not say anything until I'm done. Alright?" He whispered.

I nodded.

"K I'm sorry that I bullied you, I'm Sorry that I killed Clarke, I'm
sorry I called you all those mean names. I'm sorry I treated you like shit. I'm sorry for being a horrible friend. I'm sorry for everything. But that was all in the past can we just keep it there and focus on what to do now?" I stayed quiet just staring into his blue eyes.

"Carl I put the past away a long time ago." I whispered

He smiled.

"So are we cool."

"Ya, we are cool."

He smiled again which made me smile. And I haven't smile because of Carl for, I don't know when. I turned back around and tried to fall asleep. Pretty soon I did.

"Why Josie. Why did you leave me for these people?" A voice that could only belong to the one and only Bracken.
"It wasn't my fault you got mad at me I came back for you." I said.
It was dark and I couldn't see anything but hear his voice somewhere in the distance.
"You don't fit in there. Your just a cold hearted person. Since you left Carl you started building up these walls. These walls nobody can get over. Not even I could break them, so how could somebody else do it?" He yelled.
"Because your just a bitch!" I yelled.
"Your the one that opened up to me." He said.
"That's because I wasn't me at that time!"
"Your messed up Josie, you have lost it. You don't fit in anywhere. Your just going to ruin everybody's life's with your problems. Your a problem that can't be fixed, your too far gone!"
I felt hot tears roll down my face.
"Josie! Josie!" Another voice said.

"Josie! Josie!" Carl voice rang out waking me up. I jumped up. I was sweating and panting. I relaxed for a minute.
"You ok" I nodded even though I wasn't. I really am losing it. I really am too far gone.

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We packed up and keep moving. I'm use to it but I can tell that not everybody is use to it. We heard some yells for help. Again I don't give sympathy so I didn't want to go but Carl being Carl and having a little bite of humanity in him.

"Come on dad!" He yelled.

His dad didn't move, he was thinking of what to do. Carl sighed and grabbed my arm pulling me toward the cry for help. I went back to when Bracken grabbed me when he heard the guy with glasses cry for help and we found Carl. The rest of the group followed.

Some guy on a rock with walkers surrounding him. That's new. I shot a walker and other people helped. The guy jumped down from the rock.

"Do you have any food?" He asked.

"We have pecans." Carl said holding out a handful.

The guy took it and Rick checked him for weapons. He had none. How is that possible? To live out here for however long it has been. I shrugged it off and zoned out while they talked. When ever I get the chance to stop and think my mind always wanders to Garrett, Dustin, Beth everyone that's not here but mostly Garrett. I got pulled out of my thoughts by Carl tugging on my arm. I noticed the rest of the group was following the guy to who knows where. We walked to this church and then Rick, Sasha, Bob,and the preacher who's name is Gabriel went for food. I went and sat on one of the benches laying down and staring at the ceiling. There was a nudge at my foot. I looked down to see Carl.

"What do you want." I said looking back at the ceiling.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come look around with me." He said.

I sighed and got up following him out the door. We walked around the church.

"Do you really think that he is alive?" I asked.

"Who Garrett?"

"Ya Garrett."

"He made it past the prison, he was with Daryl and Beth." My face lite up."But a car came and took them so no body knows where him or Beth are." I frowned still a little confused.
"Ask Daryl for the whole story I don't know details." He finished.
The thought of him making it past the prison over joyed me.
"Thank you." I said hugging him. He flinched then hugged me back.

"I needed that hope."

When I pulled away he had a huge smile. I flipped his hat down blocking his view. He laughed and continued walking.

"Look at this." Carl said pointing to the window.

"Someone tried to get in." I said a little shocked.

"Yea they are knife marks. Too deep to be scratches." He said.
I walked around the corner.

"Look Carl."

I pointed to a wood panel that said.

You'll burn for this

"I don't trust this guy." I said.

"There is still good people." He said.

I looked at him and rolled my eyes. Then headed back inside. I
took a nap on a bench and woke up when Rick, Sasha, Bob, Michonne, and Gabriel came back they had a whole bunch of food, and we had one off the best dinners ever. I sat by Carl on a bench eating down my food. He started telling me about after I left and what he learned from Michonne. I knew some, like why she had the walkers but she never told me about her little boy. I nodded and for the first time I was actually enjoying time with Carl Grimes. Then Abraham got up and talked and made a toast about us being survivors. Rick well Judith agreed to going to Washington so I guess we are going to Washington, I was having a good time and the last time I had a good time was when I was with Bracken and we wrote on the walls. I looked down at my hand there was still faded marks underneath the blood. My mind trailed off to him.

Is he a walker? Did he make it out? How would he? Why did I leave him? I felt like crying but nothing came out. I was starting to get a little dizzy. I think I'm losing it. I got up to go outside but a hand grabbed my wrist. I looked at Carl.

"Where you going?"

"Just, to get some fresh air. Don't worry I'll be ok." I said with the best reassuring smile I could give in this state.

He bought it and let go, sending me a smile then going back to eating. I slipped out the door and sat on the steps of the church. I looked off into the darkness and saw a figure moving. I got up to examine it knife ready In case it was a walker. I got closer and relaxed it was Bob. I put my knife down and was about to call out his name but a hand covered my mouth and I hit the ground. I started squirming, I wasn't going down without a fight. I threw a few punches but failed miserably I kicked whoever it was in the legs a few times and I think I got there stomach. They still had a tight grip on me. I looked up just in time to see the butt of a gun hit my face and then everything went black.