Carl's POV
I walked down the stairs to help the others clean up. Dad walked up to me and said,
"You don't need to help us. We got this covered." I looked over and saw Chloe dragging a walker.
I shook my head.
"I want to help." Dad nodded at my words. That's when I heard a gasp. Chloe's.
Chloe's POV
It sunk it's teeth in my skin. I yanked my arm away and hid it behind my back. I felt it starting to heal.
I dropped the walker. I looked up and saw Carl looking at me. I smashed my foot down on its skull.
"No. You were bit." He saw.
He grabbed my arm that was "bit" and saw that it was perfectly ok. His eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.
"It didn't get me. It's fine." I told him.
"I swear I saw-"
"It didn't get me. I promise." I hid my blush by looking down. Seriously what the fuck. Why does he care? It was silent in the cell block.
"I'm gonna take a shower." Everyone looked at me and nodded. I walked up to my cell.
I grabbed a towel and some shampoo and conditioner and body wash.
I grabbed a pair of dark blue jeans and a tank top and a bra and some underwear. The jeans were old and had rips but that's ok.
I walked down to the showers and pumped the water. I got out of my clothes and hopping in. It was freezing but refreshing. I scrubbed my hair with shampoo and rinsed it out. then I lathered conditioner in my hair and rinsed.
I then shaved and set the razor down when I was done. I washed my body with the body wash.
I turned the water off and grabbed my towel. After I dried myself off, I got dressed.
Once I was done getting dressed, I grabbed my dirty boots and clothes. I walked back up to my cell and brushed my hair. I looked in the mirror and I looked... different.
I towel-dried my hair the best I could and walked out. Everybody was outside I guess because I couldn't see anyone.
I walked out of my cell but stopped. I turned around and grabbed my guitar.
I smiled. I wiped all the dust off. I strummed and cringed. Way off tune.
I tuned it as I walked out to the railing. I sat on the cement floor with my legs dangling down, I went in between the bars and started strumming my guitar. Wasn't long until I started singing.
I strummed the last note and felt tears streaming down my face. All I could think about was Dan. My brother, he's gone. I looked up to see Carl walking up the stairs and he sat next to me. Normally I'd shove him away or say something rude, but instead I leaned on his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around me. I heard him mutter.
"It's going to be ok Chloe. Trust me."
I cried harder into his shoulder. Butterflies formed into my stomach but my heart ached in pain. I think I might be falling for this kid.
A.N. Boring chapter... I'll try and update a more exciting one in a couple days hopefully. VOTE COMMENT AND SHARE! 😘
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Alone and Scared
Fanfiction15 year old Chloe has been living alone in the woods during a zombie apocalypse. Her parents were bit and her brother has been missing ever since her old group separated after a herd of zombies came through. She's scared and cold and lives alone. Wh...