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TW// arguing, jealousy
You reveal to Enid that you feel envy towards Carl.
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{No Pronouns}
"Y/N, we're literally hanging out in the woods, alone, and you still don't wanna tell me what's going on with you?"
You shake your head. "Nothing's wrong. It's just...I don't know." Enid sighs before walking in front of you and abruptly stopping. She maintains precarious eye contact with you, not allowing you to walk away. At first, it was amusing. Now, you feel irritated. "E, I don't wanna talk ab-" "We're not moving until you do, since it's clearly bothering you enough for you to avoid me."
You clench your jaw multiple times, accidentally informing the brunette before you that you're feeling anxious. She sighs and takes your hand in hers. "Look, I just want to make sure that you're okay. I mean, you're my best friend-"
You humorlessly chuckle, cutting the teenager off. "What? Why's that funny?"
"You might just be the most ignorant girl I've ever met."
Enid scoffs, no trace of irony left in her eyes. "Excuse me? What the hell did I do to make you so pissy?" You shake your head and easily walk around her, but she seizes your arm. "No. You're not doing that, Y/N." You yank your arm out of her grasp, turning around to face her. "You wanna know what's wrong?"
"Uh, yeah! That's literally what this whole shitshow is about!" You aggressively - and sarcastically - nod your head. "Okay. How's this: I hate how much time you spend with Carl. Does that tickle your boots, huh? Is that what you so eagerly wanted to know?" The chestnut-haired girl looks at you in disbelief. "You're jealous that I'm spending time with someone other than you? My god, Y/N. Grow up!"
"See? Right there! That's why I didn't want to tell you! You don't understand, Enid. You're so goddamn oblivious that you literally walked face first into the truth, and still managed to completely miss it! I'm not jealous because you're spending time with someone else; I'm envious of him! I wish that I were Carl whenever you two make lovey-dovey eyes at each other. Or, when he makes you laugh, or smile. I want to be able to hold your hand and do anything and everything with you. But I can't tell you that because that would risk..."
You slowly trail off once you realize what you said. Enid looks at you with pity in her eyes. "...that's how you feel?" You stand there, frozen and unable to speak. You probably just ruined everything between the two of you. Congratulations. As if on cue, once the girl you love reaches her hand out to you, you turn around and bolt towards Alexandria.
"Y/N! Stop! Please!"
You hear a slight quiver in her voice, but that just makes you run faster. Who said you couldn't run away from your problems?
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𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 || twd imagines
Fanfic───── the one where you were born into the walking dead universe ( y/n | fluff & angst )