PAIGE'S P.O.V
I walked out of the bathroom to see Carl sitting on the couch, waiting for me calmly. Grace was facing the wall, laying in her bed. "What happened while I was gone?" I said with a smirk. They both froze. Their faces' pale. "You actin' like someone died. Was there a fight I missed?" I giggled. "K-missed...haha, no..." He said twittling his thumbs. "Oh-Kay...." I muttered, sitting beside Carl. I took his hand and rubbed it gently. He gave me a weak smile. Then, Rose and Daryl busted through the door, sweat covering their faces. "Are you guys okay?" I asked. They smiled at each other and nodded. "Yeah...I'm pretty sure Della is, too...no scratches or nuttin'. " We looked at her confused. "Della?" Carl asked. She tapped the spear on her back with a smile.
Carl nodded while giving me a foolish smirk. I giggled, tightening my grip on his hand for a second. I gazed over at Grace who was now staring at us. I was kinda creeped out by it, but paid no attention. Daryl jogged into his room, setting down his crossbow. "Im gonna get some water..." He huffed. "Yeah, me too. I thirst for substance..." Rose said awkwardly. They walked into the kitchen as we heard the suction of the refrigerator release.
GRACE'S P.O.V
I watched them, slowly. I just laid my head on my pillow and watched. He cared about her too much. I needed to break them apart somehow! Carl wouldn't kiss me because of her and I don't like that. "Break them up!" My conscience screamed at me. "No! Don't do that!" Another part of my mind disagreed. I couldn't take it. I had to decide with myself. Little pirate girl over there needed to pay. My mind whispered to me as I smirked.
"Destroy her..."
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The Walking Dead: Secrets
FanfictionThis is a play I have been writing in school, but I am changing it into a book. It is based off of The Walking Dead, but my version. Still, some of the characters, and others are just added in. A zombie apocalypse occurred and now a group of people...
