Breaking Point ~Carl Grimes Love Story

↣ Six

↠ Taming Carl's Demons

I blinked my eyes open to face the 16th day of being in Rick's group. I yawned and stretched. I stood up and quickly grabbed my photo of my parents and walked outside my cell. I heard some yells outside and I decided to check it out. I walked towards where the yells were.

"I can do it myself! I've done it many times before!" Carl yells and I notice he yelled at Rick. Daryl, Hershel, Glenn and Beth with Judith watching.

"No Carl, you're never safe alone out there"

"Dad, I've done it before. I'm not a kid anymore" He growls.

"No matter what you say, I ain't gonna change my mind" Rick says and glances over me, smirking the slightest smirk.

"You're so unfair" Carl mumbles.

"Fine, you wanna go without me or Daryl?"

Carl's head snaps back up. "What's the catch?"

"Arabella comes with you"

"What?!" Carl yells.

Oh hell no.

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I drove the car down the long ass road. Carl sat in the passenger's seat, head leaned against the door with the biggest frown on his face. I looked at the radio and wondered if there was still a station that worked. It was a long shot, but I fiddled anyway.

"What the hell are you doing?" Carl looks at me while I fiddle with the radio.

"Finding something to break the awkward silence with" I say before finally pounding on the radio.

"You're so stupid for thinking that pounding might make it work" He mumbles.

"I was thinking that I should pound your head too to get your head out of your ass" I snap.

"And you'd still be stupid for trying that on me" He smiles slightly.

"Well, it was worth a try" I smile slightly too. I shrug and drove through the falling leaves. It was beautiful this time of day, the sun reflecting on the swaying green leaves of the trees. I roll down my window halfway and feel the relaxing breeze slightly blow my hair out of my face. I smile and sighed.

"Carl?"

"What?" He asks a bit annoyed.

"Why do you hate me so much?" I ask, deciding this was the perfect time to have a talk with him. It was only both of us and I wouldn't have to look at him at all since my eyes had to be glued to the road.

"I just do" He replies.

"You can't just hate someone because you just do" I reply.

He sighs and leans back on his seat.

"I don't know"

"Did something happen to you?" I ask.

"Why are you asking me so many questions? It's irritating" He groans and I sigh before pressing on the break to look at him. He looks at me with both anger and curiosity.

"Is it bad that I just wanna try and get along with you? Why are you so against me? I haven't done anything to you" I say looking at him. He just doesn't answer but leans back on his seat.

I was angry at this point but I had to control it. I started driving again.

Just be patient with him.

Hershel's words echoed in my mind. I breathed in and breathed out deeply. Just play it cool. Just, keep calm.

"I don't hate you" Carl softly speaks and I glance at him.