"Want me to go?" Carl asks me.
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"No, I just need to clear my head." I say to him. He nods. I slip my shoes on. "I love you Carl." I say to him.
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"I love you too." He says. "Don't go to far away. Just yell if you need us." He says. He gets up and hands me my knife. I take it. "Please, Taylor. This isn't for your skin." He tells me.
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"Carl, I know. I promise I won't anymore. I know I said that last time but, I mean it this time Carl. I promise." I tell him.
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"Okay." He whispers. He leans in and kisses me. He kisses my belly. I walk out.
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"Are ya' feeling better?" I hear Daryl asks me.
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I nod. "Yeah, actually a lot better." I reply.
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"Good." He says and smiles. "Hey. I forgot to tell you. I figured out a nickname." He says and smiles still.
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My face lights up. "Ooo, what is it?" I ask him, putting a hand on my back.
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"I'm not saying yet." He tells me, and laughs a little bit.
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I frown. "Why?" I whine. "I wanna know." I say, laughing.
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He shakes his head. "Nope." He tells me.
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I sigh. "Whatever." I say, laughing. "I'm going to go outside, to take a walk." I tell him.
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He nods. "Alright, be careful." He tells me. I nod and grab my gun. I walk out of the prison.
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I walk outside. I take a deep breath, and smile. 'It's so beautiful.' I think. I walk to the side of the prison. I lean against the wall. 'What if I die?' I think. 'I don't want to die giving birth. I want to be there for him or her, for Carl, the group.' I say. I slide down the wall. I start crying, uncontrollably. I hear footsteps, I lift my head up, to see Daryl, slowly approaching. I wipe my eyes quickly.
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"Why are you crying?" Daryl asks, sitting next to me.
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"I wasn't crying." I tell him.
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"Taylor, I saw you crying, I heard you crying and I can tell. I can tell your trying not to cry right now too." He tells me. "So, why are you crying?" He asks.
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I burst into tears again. "I'm afraid that Ill die giving birth." I say.
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"But you won't." He tells me. "When to You think like that, it makes it harder to move on, and to fight; survive. Just don't think like that." He tells me.
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I nod. "Okay." I say. He kisses my head and leaves. I sit there. I get up ten minutes later. I look around. I see a figure walking through the woods, towards the prison. I start walking very slowly to the front gates.
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