Something To Fight For

Keeping Apart

I walked into the prison and went to find Beth. Rick had told me she was in here with Judith.

When I found her she was smiling and cooing Judith. I walked in and leaned against the prison wall, arms folded.

"Hey," I said. Me and Beth had actually grown pretty close; as she had predicted. Maybe Beth was a good judge of character. She walked over and sat on the bed. She turned Judith around so she faced me, too.

"You and Carl are close," she said. She seemed to actually be serious this time. I smiled and nodded, moving to sit on the bed beside them.

"Yeah. It's nice." She smiled at me and then looked to the ground.

"You think you two would have ever met if all of this wouldn't of happened?" She asked. I chuckled dryly and then looked down to my hands. I shook my head.

"I don't know. I'd like to think so but I doubt it." She nodded. This was something I thought about quite often. Because of something completely horrible happening, it brought me and all of these wonderful people together. And if it wasn't for that completely horrible thing, I might not have ever met them.

"Thanks for being here for me," I told her. I hadn't even expected to say it I had just thought it. And the next thing I knew, the words were out of my mouth. But now that they were out of my mouth, I was happy about it. I wasn't usually one to express my feelings. Her eyes had teared up and she looked to me graciously.

"No, Lucy. Thank you for being here for me. It means everything. You're the first girl that's been here that's anywhere near my age. And it's made things a lot easier. Who else would I tell all my thoughts to? Or who else would I help out? Or who else would I love like a sister." She stopped and let those words soak up into my brain. She looked me in the eyes to try and see what I would say; what I would think about that last sentence. I was the one who started tearing up this time. I embraced her, and Judith, in a gentle hug. When I pulled back we smiled at each other. I was about to get up and leave but she stopped me quickly.

"Lucy?" I looked to her and raised my eyebrows, mumbling a response.

"Come back later, okay?" I smiled and nodded. Then I walked out and went to find Carl. I hoped he wasn't farming with Rick so I could talk to him.

When I went to look for him I found him outside sitting in the grass where I usually do. I kept thinking the whole way over there about how maybe he wanted to talk to me.

"Hey," I said sweetly as I sat down beside him. He didn't say anything just sat there and stared off into the distance. I looked at him, scared because of this silence coming from him.

"Carl?" I asked suddenly really scared. He hadn't looked at me once. Finally he looked down at the ground and moved his hand to rest on my leg.

"Carl, is everything okay?" I asked. He looked to me with this look of such passion and love. I didn't understand it all until he swallowed and started speaking.

"I didn't that during times like this I would ever feel like this. I just don't understand." I looked at him confused.

"What do you mean?" His look morphed into nervousness and determination.

"I like. . . I like. . ." All of a sudden I hear Beth yelling something in our direction.

"Just tell her!" Is what it sounded like. I laughed and then looked to see Carl's face a shade of bright red.

"I like--" then, all of a sudden, Rick called Carl over to where he was. He sighed and started to try again but Rick called him again. So, he got up and immediately left me there. I laid down on the ground thinking about what was Carl was about to say. Was he talking about liking me? My mind kept telling me of course because you're the only girl his age here. That was kind of saddening but at the same time I didn't care. I liked Carl a lot and if he was about to tell me that he liked me, I would not hesitate to tell him I liked him back.

The rest of the day, Carl kept trying to talk to me. But every time he walked up to me and started speaking, Rick or Glenn or the guy with the crossbow who I now know to be Daryl, would come and snatch Carl away from me. It was frustrating. It was like the world might not want us to be together. Or worse, well to me. It was as if Rick and the others were keeping Carl from me.