survive ⌲ season one

> episode thirteen

It was Lizzie.

She was screaming as the walkers gnawed on her flesh, her blood pouring out of every bite. I just stood there, I felt dizzy and breathless but then reality kicked in and then found myself running towards the fence. Carl tried to grab me but he missed. There were walkers blocking my way but by the amount of adrenaline I had, I pushed my way through, taking out any walkers that got too close. I could hear everyone shouting at me.

I got to the fence, I had already taken down the walkers that were attacking Lizzie. I kneeled down to her dying body, blood still pouring from the many bites on her body. I stroked her head and she smiled.

"Why Lizzie?" I said as tears rolled down my cheeks, knowing that she had done this on purpose.

"Because they need me, all they wanted was for me to change and be their friend."

"Lizzie..."

"No, it's okay Clementine, ju-just look after Mika a-and tell her... I love her." She breathed her last words as I sat there with her in my arms.

The tears continued to stream down my face, Lizzie was brave and I knew she'd do anything for her sister. I also knew for sure that there was something wrong with her, maybe it was the pressure of the apocalyptic world or she had been like that since birth. I heard footsteps behind me, I turned around quickly with my gun aimed but it was Carl. He hugged me and I couldn't hold my tears back anymore, I broke down and sobbed in to his chest. He hugged my tightly and tried his best to calm me down. I heard the footsteps of everyone else run towards us. I got up and we all just stared down at Lizzie's body.

"It's over." Rick sighed.

Carl put his arm on my shoulder and began to usher me to go inside. We began walking back inside but then I heard Lizzie reawaken. She had become what she wanted to. A walker.

BANG

I flinched at the sound of the gun shot, knowing that the bullet had just gone straight through Lizzie's head. I felt Carl's hand rub my right shoulder, trying to comfort me. It didn't really work. We got inside, Carl let me have some space and respected my wishes of being alone for a while. I walked up the metal steps and in to my cell. I fell on to my bed and began to cry once again.

"Why does something always have to go wrong?!" I said punching the wall my bed rested next to.

The wall was now dented and had a small sized crack. I looked down at my knuckles, they were covered in blood and cuts. I then heard footsteps running up the stairs towards my cell. I half expected it to be AJ but it wasn't. It was Carl. His face filled with anger as he looked at my bloody knuckles and then at the wall I had punched.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" He said grabbing the wrist of my bad hand.

I wanted to pull him off or knee him in his manhood but I didn't have the strength to. I was getting tired of fighting, of being strong. He noticed and let go of my hand instantly. He plopped down next to me and sighed.

"You're a lot of hard work you know Clem." He said as he turned his head towards me and rested his forehead on mine.

"I'm sorry." I breathed.

"Don't be, it's just hard for me to control someone who is so much like me, well not as bad as me." He said.

"What do you mean?" I asked and he smiled.

"You do your own thing, you don't listen to anyone else and you do what you think is right."

I raised my eyebrow at him and he laughed.

"I mean don't get me wrong, I like that but it's just hard to keep up with."

"Good save." I said smirking at him.

"It's true!" He said in a higher tone which made me giggle a little. He cleared his throat.

"You never heard that okay?" He said.

"Okay Grimes." I winked.

"Shit, d-don't do that. I gotta go to the bathroom." He said with yet another weird tone and got up and walked out with a funny walk.

"What the fuck was that about?" I asked myself. I shrugged and let it slide.

Carl's POV:

I left Clem's room quickly, shit I haven't had one of these in a while. I looked down at my jeans, and it was still there.

"Oh shit, why?" I said. As I was just about the go in to the bathroom. My dad came out of no where, which made me jump. I quickly stood so he couldn't see anything.

"Carl, you okay?" He said looking at me funny.

"Uh, yeah I'm fine dad." I said scratching my head.

"Why're you acting so weird?"

"I-I'm not, I just need to go to the bathroom." My dad then noticed how I was standing and laughed hysterically.

"You just came from Clem's cell huh?"

"Daaaaad." I said as my face began to burn in embarrassment.

"You seem to uh, have a problem there."

"Just don't tell anyone okay dad, especially not Clem."

My dad nodded and walked off laughing again hysterically.

Dammit.

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