Emma's POV
My head feels like it's being banged against the wall every second.
I open my eyes to see... Carl?
"You're awake" he says.
"No. I'm still sleeping, but my eyes are open and I'm talking" I say in a sarcastic tone.
He laughs. Huh. That's weird.
Then everything that happened comes back to me and start breathing heavily.
"Emma. What's wrong?" Carl asks.
"Nothing" I say.
He puts a hand one my shoulder.
"Don't touch me" I say sternly and he backs off and leaves the room.
Then Daryl walks in.
"Emma! Are you okay" He asks me.
"No" I say, wanting to cry.
"You were out for a day. You looked really bad yesterday but surprisingly you look better. Mostly your face that's messed up" He says.
"Thanks Daryl" I laugh and sit up, "Im gonna go outside. I need to be alone."
I quickly walk outside. Wow, the last time I was walking I could barely move. I did heal pretty well in a day.
I walk down to the fields and sit down.
I want to cry so badly. Crying is for the weak. It doesn't solve anything, just makes you feel worse.
I feel rain hit me, which lightens my mood. I have always loved rain.
I hear someone come up behind me and it's Carl.
"What do you want" I say and look the other way.
He sighs and sits down next to me.
"I just want to talk." He says
"Okay, talk." I say.
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Lovely Nightmare (Carl Grimes FanFic)
Hayran KurguEmma goes through 2 years of a zombie apocolayspe with no one... well, maybe one person. But after 2 years she finds a group.