CARL' S P.O.V
We headed back to the camp as Rose caught up to us. I looked over at Elizabeth whos eyes' were glued in front of her.
"Why are you afraid of him?..." I asked her out of the blue. She didn't look at me, just kept walking.
"Why?!?" I exclaimed.
"I don't think you want to see me breakdown again, right now, Carl..."
"What are you hiding?"
"Nothing!"
She was not telling us something. I know for a fact. Why wouldn't she want us to know? You are supposed to tell friends everything. Nothing could be that important or serious. What could a brother do? I mean we kinda saved her back there. Just saying...
We walked back into the house where you could feel the gust of relief burst into your face.
"You're okay!" My dad came up and held me close which he hadn't done in forever. "I love you so much, Carl....please forgive me..." I could feel his breath on the top of my head. I nodded with a smile. "I love you, too, Dad."
ROSE'S P.O.V
Daryl walked over to me with a curious look as the paleness washed over my face. I knew what he was going to ask. I was right.
"Where's Della?"
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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...
