Part 9

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PAIGE'S P.O.V
"C-Carl...maybe you sh-"I mumbled but, Carl cut me off. "Paige...I can't leave again." He pecked me on the lips. I gave a weak smile. "CARL!" Rick screamed. Maggie glared at him,"Rick, calm down and LEAVE!" She started pulling Rick forcefully out of the room, but he thrashed out of her grip. "I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! OKAY!!!!" Maggie pulled him away as his shouts faded

. "I-I'm sorry about that..." Carl mumbled to me. I wiped the tears from under my eyes. "It's okay..." He pulled me close against him, trying to comfort me. He whispered in my ear,"Don't mind him, he just doesn't understand..." I looked up at him. "Understand what?" He looked at me, confused. Probably thinking that I understood. "Us." I didn't understand at all... "Us? Is there an us, Carl?"

An even more confused expression plastered across his face. "What d-do you mean? I lo-" I could hear the cracks in his voice, and I cut him off. "I know...but, how are we supposed to make this, ANY of this work out?" He said, determind,"We can! I promise!" I nodded,"Okay..."

RICK'S P.O.V
I screamed at the top of my lungs,"LET GO OF ME!!! IM GONNA KILL HIM!!! IM GONNA KILL HIM!!!" Maggie was holding me as I thrashed my body around. "Calm down, Rick!" She yelled. "Let go of me!" I swung back and punched Maggie right in the face. She stumbled backwards and fell to the ground. I couldn't control myself. Carol ran up to me,"RICK! STOP!" She tried to grab my arms as she swung me around. I knocked things off the tables, but I managed to grab my gun. I loaded it and shot Carol in the gut.

Carol looked at her wound, and collapsed onto the wooden floor. I was terrified. Tears filled my eyes. "W-what h-have I d-done...I'm sorry, Carol." I sobbed as I fell beside her. Her frail hand rubbed the side of my scruffy face,"It's okay...it's okay...I'll be in a better place..." I heard Carl charge out of Paige's room in worry. He yelled,"WHAT HAPP- Carol...oh...what..." He looked over at me. His eyes darting from the gun beside my hand to my puffy eyes, then to Carol, bloody on the floor. He screamed at me,"You did this!" He sprinted towards me, shoving me down on the cold hard floor. Before I knew it, I looked up to see my own son with a loaded pistol pointed at my head, hovering above me.

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