The Future is Nigh (TWD Fanfiction)

18- Into the sunrise

How can you save someones life in this world? A world of zombies, and humans you can't trust. And for Carl to trust us, to trust me to look after Judith...

I just don't know.

Michonne and I had managed to get Carl in the backseat of the car. Blood is continuing to seep out of him... blood is still bleeding out of my wound too.

When someone is shot you tell yourself it is over for them, to move on. But when it comes to people you love you just cant let go. I can't let go.

'How is he doing?' I ask Michonne, she is sitting beside me on the bumper of the car. Judith has walked down the highway but not too far, we can see that she is safe.

I look up at Michonne as tears roll down her cheeks, she doesnt make a sound. One weak shake of her head and I can feel all hope being crushed beneath my feet. 

'How... how will we tell Judith?' I mumble. I am not only upset but I am out of breath, it feels as though I had just run a marathon.

'I don't know... I think-'

But Michonne has collapsed to the ground on her knees. I rest a hand on her shoulder and she shrugs away. An ounce of pain emerges but I bite my lip and keep quiet.

The sun has begun to rise and I don't think either Carl and I will see it set.

'He... he wants to speak with you.' Michonne says towards the ground, her hair falling all around her face. I nod my head because I don't think I could speak right now. Not even a simple "Okay".

I click the door closed. Sitting in the drivers seat I look out the windscreen. Michonne has rose from the ground and is making her way to Judith. I can see her wiping her face, removing the tears falling down.

'What do we do?' I whisper, looking through the rear view mirror at Carl. His body lies limp across the seats, a duffel bag as a pillow beneath his head. 

'You need... to take Judith... to the beaches.' He says, his voice barely audible.

'I don't think-'

'You need to!' he shouts as an order, but it is only a whisper.

'I can't.' I state. It's the truth. Looking at myself in the mirror I can see I'm as good as gone... beneath the dirt my face is drained of colour, my shirt now is painted blood red. And the voice in my head... it's going. In my head I can't hear her anymore. She left me and now it feels like I have forgotten how to think.

'Carl.' I choke out. Outside the window I can see Michonne kneeling in front of Judith. Judith now has her arms wrapped aorund her. They will be okay together. They will live and Michonne will be there for Judith.

Together they can- will survive.

'I'm scared Carl.'

I look into the ditch of the road and a herd of walkers are coming our way. This is the life we live. I'm more scared of dying than living in a world filled with the living dead.

I start up the engine and park by Judith and Michonne. They both jump in the passenger seat and I drive. I drive towards the beach, towards a future for Michonne and Judith.

And I drive towards the sunrise which soon will fall, along with mine and Carl's lives.

A/N- This is quite a sad chapter to me. It means it is coming to an end soon. I still have to write the final chapters but I know what I want to happen now, so that's awesome :3 Vote, comment, share! :P Thank you for reading my story so far, you all help me to keep writing with spirit when it's all drained out of me.