Zoeys POV~
Before we saw what I say to be a miricle and not the blonde bimbo back at the prison.
(Sorry miracle it had to be done.)
Standing twelve feet in front of us was a good sized buck. I got my crossbow into position and shot with ease. it fell limp to the ground. I lightly cheered, what a great catch. I went to lift it, but failed. most likely do to the fact carl pulled me away.
"You can't lift that. you'll pop stitches."
"Okay, who's gonna carry it back to the prison." he gestures to himself, and I scoff.
"You? You have trouble lifting me. unless I'm just fat." I tease. he lifts the buck on one shoulder, jazz handing with his free one.
"Tada."
"Oh my manly man." I talk in a baby voice. he rolls his eyes. he picked up my buck and started aead of me. then he started putting out his free arm and flexing the muscle.
"yeah id say im pretty manly."
"oh god."
"what?" he whined. thats when i walked in front of him, flexing my muscles.
"i think i got you beat." he laughed. we reached the prison, and entered.
carls POV~
we walked into the prison. i proudly slammed the buck on the cafeteria table, excepting the praise from my worshipers. i put on knee up on the bench and raised my hands soaking it all in. the applause. then zoey had to go and ruin it all. she pushed down my knee causing me to stumble, recieving a laugh from daryl. with her crossbow on her back she stood on the table, placing one knee on the deer in dominance.
"i shot the deer, while this princess struggled to carry it back." a few cheers and applause. my jealous rage radiating off of me.
"i did not struggle. besides it was heavy." i huffed.
"oh is the princess becoming upset?" she talked in a baby voice. i huffed and stormed back to our cell. i wasnt really mad. jealous slighlty, but mostly. embaressed. after i heard the cheering atop and everyone go there separate ways i heard footsteps becoming louder. when they stopped an angel stood at my doorway. an angel with devil horns and a pitchfork, but an angel no less.
"hey carl." i huffed and turned away.
"come on carl say something." i didnt reply.
zoeys POV~
he didnt answer me.
"carl," i whined. "i was just kidding around." still no response. well a girls gotta do, what a girls gotta do. i turned around closing the curtain. i stayed turned around, showing my back to carl. i unbuttoned the top of my flannel, dropping it off my shoulders slowly. se what carl didnt know is that i still have a tank top on. i suddenly felt his eyes burning into my body, good. i let out an exsasperated sigh. i heard him gulp, hard.
"um... can you come over h-here for a second."
"no."
"oh but why not?" he whined. i had hm wrapped around my finger.
"because your mad at me." i let him think i was sad, dropping my voice. letting it hang lowly and slowly, letting it drag.
"im not mad."
"what?"
"im not mad." perfect, he is such a sucker.
"bu-"
"im not mad."
"okay, remember that."
"what i-" be fore he could finish i pulled my shirt fully on again, turning to carl and buttoning it.
"now im m-"
"oh, but you said..."
"your such a tease." i went to leave before two muscular arms wrapped around my waist.
"oh no you dont. your gona stay right here with me." carl laughed. he dragged me backwards, pushing me backwards onto the bed.
carls POV~
i layed on top of her, leaving wet kisses down her neck. then i started suckingon her neck, giving her a hicky. she moved away, just stretching her neck neck giving me room to work. my lips were consumed with her neck while my hands were playing with her wire on her bra.
"carl we-" i inturupted the part where she tells me we have to go. i leaned in and whispered in her ear.
"carl poppa."
"what?"
"well i have nick names for you, some of wich i keep in my head. but thats beside the point. blue eyes, and grimes, wont due for the rest of my life. so i give you: Carl poppa ?" I asked just to whispered the last part slowly and suductivly in her ear. her eyes closed.
"okay carl poppa, what now?" she said seductivly i bit my lip. then we heard loud footsteps, dad.
"hey, is carl in there?" i was about to respond when her hand covered my mouth.
"no." he opened the curtan slightly when zoey shrieked.
"rick im changing."
"oh well, could you find him and come help us out in the courtyard."
"sure." when dad walked away she removed her hand.
"what was that all about?" i asked, why couldnt he come in.
"what is this all about?" she raised her voice, gesturing to her neck. there was one big ass hicky on her neck.
"damn, i do good."
afteer that we both walked out. i had told her the bruise like mark on her neck wasnt bad, although it was. we walked out she went to daryl, shit.
zoey POV~
i walked up to daryl.
"hey whats on your neck?" shit. he moved my hair away getting a better look. im gonna beat that boy.
"its still fucking wet. CARL GET OVER HERE IM GONNA STOMP YER ASS INTA THE GROUN'" and so is daryl.
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