Chapter 17 - Getting Dusty

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AN OK! Hey guys! I have 614 reads now??? WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING RIGHT NOW. Ok so I decided to make a new character. Chandler_Obrien here is your character! Her name is Olivia and she has blonde hair with dark brown highlights and she is super sweet and is now Chloe's up-coming friend! You have been so nice and sweet soooo that's why I made you a character. (Pic of character on side) Ok onto the chapter... Vote read comment and share! Bye!

Chloe's POV

The doors slammed shut behind me. My eyes widened at how many people were inside.

People of all ages. Kids,teens,adults, and even seniors roamed Cell Block C. Rick telling them their cell numbers. I took a deep breath.

Too many people. I walked up to my cell and saw somebody's stuff on the top bunk. No.

It was Carl's. I groaned

"Rick..." I growled under my breath. I walk down to him an say,

"Why the hell am I sharing a cell with Carl?"

"Sorry Chloe but since I'm sharing with Judith and Daryl is with carol... it was the only available spot."

"Wait... She's sharing a cell with Carl?" I heard Dad ask.

"It's the only spot available." Rick answered.

"If anything happens to her..." Dad said.

I turned around and accidentally hit somebody.

"Oops! Sorry... " A girl with blond and brown hair said.

"It's fine. Names Chloe." I stuck my hand out. She smiled and said,

"Olivia." She said and shook my hand. I returned the smile.

"Do you need a tour of the place? I mean, I should get to know some people." I asked.

"Yeah, actually that would be great." I nodded and motioned her to follow me.

We walked down the stairs and outside.

" So that's Beth, Maggie, Buttercup, Hershal, Judith, and... Carl." I pointed at all of them. She nodded.

"Ok my Dad is the guy with the crossbow and his name is Daryl. I suppose you know Rick already and there is Glenn and Carol." I added.

"Thanks!" She said with a bubbly attitude. I cringed a little in my mind, I don't really like people with perky attitudes.

We walked around and talked for a while. Her parents died by getting bit and she doesn't have any siblings. She's about to turn 16, like me.

"Sooo, Carl huh?" She smiled.

I scoffed and said

"I dunno about him. Do you have a boyfriend?"

She muttered, "I don't know.."

"Oh uh sorry bout that."

It was getting dark.

"We should head in. Its getting pretty dark out." I told her. She nodded and followed me inside.

Inside people were making dinner and setting up tables. I smiled at the smell of beans and some squirrel meat. I felt the dark veins appear. Happens every time I'm hungry.

I looked the other way and took some deep breaths while walking to my cell. I walked in and took a sip from my 'water' bottle.

I heard someone clear their throat. I froze and spun on my heels to see Carl laying on the top bunk reading comics.

I rolled my eyes and walked out.

"Dinner is ready!" I heard Dad holler.

After dinner I slid into my bed and looked at my guitar leaning against the wall. Getting dusty.

I blinked the tears away and closed my eyes. I slept for like 30 minutes before I heard squeaking from the top bunk. An arm dangled from the top.

I smirked. I grabbed the arm and pulled. Carl rolled off the bed and fell on the ground with a thud.

"ow! Seriously?!" I chuckled slightly. Maybe sharing a bunk wouldn't be that bad after all.

An: SORRY! Short chapter but hoped you guys liked it!

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