Risky love (Carl X Reader)

chapter 17

Short A/N: Okay so sorry that I haven't been updating this story that much, I have school and a job so I really don't have that much time, and I also suck at writing sometimes so I'm trying. But I had this idea in my mind for a while of this next chapter, if you didn't know I make chapters up as I go so. I'm a very impulsive writer as you can tell lol. Anyways let me get into this chapter, like I said in my last one I'm shooting for 2,000 words.

I woke up in the back of a parked minivan. The back seat was taken out so there were only the two single seats and the front to as well so there was a lot of room in the back, but there was nothing back there but two pillows and a blanket. "What happened," I thought to myself. I tried to search through my mind to find out what happened and where I'm at but all I remember was get supplies then getting knocked out by something that fell on my head. "But how did I end up in a random van," I said to myself. I sat up and looked out the back window. I was surrounded by woods. I looked around to see if my knife was by me. It wasn't. "Alright so, Y/N you could be with your group and just lost your knife while getting knocked out. Or I got kidnapped and they took my knife from me but didn't tie me up." I ran these scenarios through my head. But it didn't make sense to me, how would I have gotten kidnapped if I was with my group? Also, why would my kidnapper not tie me up? I really didn't want to find it out so I tried to open the side doors. they were locked. "Okay, so I have gotten snatched," I said as I looked around outside. On the side I was on, a tarp was connected to the top of the minivan and extended out like an awning on a camper and had two tall sticks in the ground holding up the other side. There was a little campfire but it looked like it was put out hours ago. All around the camp, there was a string with empty cans attached to it, so if a walker comes along they would run into it and make a noise. "I would never wake up to those cans, I'm too much of a heavy sleeper." I thought as I looked around some more.

There was nothing else very interesting, only a sack of firewood and some homemade animal jerky hanging from a tree branch and a bag by the driver's side door. "I wonder if this van works." I thought. I looked over at the ignition and of course, there was in key in it or any key to be found. "I really wish I would have taken up that hot-wiring lesson offer by Daryl," I thought. That's when I started thinking about how long I've been here. Also if they are worried about me or not. Of course, Carl is and everyone else. But what about Daryl? Is he still mad at me and is glad that I didn't come back cause I reject his father figure and disobeyed his orders? I started feeling bad about what I said to him, and I didn't know what he feels right now. If he's upset that I didn't come back with the group or if he's happy. I looked down at my lap to think about what I should do, and I saw a bloody bandage wrap around my leg. "What the fuck?!" I thought as I looked at it. What happened to my leg? Why didn't I notice it earlier, and why can't I feel any pain?" A couple of minutes when by and I saw the bushes rustle and then I saw a teenaged boy step out of the bushes. "Is that the guy that took me?" I thought. He then noticed me looking out the window and turned towards me. I ducked down really fast hoping he did see me. I heard someone come over to the van. "Hey, you're finally awake. How's your head and leg?" I looked up to the window and saw the guy standing outside of it. He seems harmless enough. "I'm fine, but how long have I been out and who are you?" I asked him as I sat up and faced the window. "You've been out for a few days now, maybe 8 to 9. And I'm Keith, I found you covered by debris from a collapsed ceiling. I don't know who long you were under there for, but it was maybe a day or so cause your blood was dried up." He said looking at me through the window. 'So I've been gone for over a week. Oh my god. they probably think I'm dead.' I thought. "How far away are we from where you found me," I said as I looked up at him with worried eyes. " Very Far, I had to outrun a herd a couple of hours after I found you. I just sat up camp two days ago cause I ran out of gas." Keith said through the glass. "Can you unlock the doors now?" I asked him. "You didn't even tell me your name yet, so no." He looked at me smugly but jokingly. "It's Y/N. Now can you let me out?" I asked again. "Okay, I'm trusting you so don't attack and a run with my shit." He said unlocking the door. "Haha, I like I can run anyways," I said as I started crawling out of the van. "Yeah I know, I was just fucking with you." He said as he held out his hand to help me up. I ignored his gesture and tried to stand by myself but my bad leg gave out and I face-planted into the leaves.

He laughed and pick me up and put me on my feet. My eyes widened in surprise, yeah he does have a muscular build but It wasn't like Daryl's it was more of a slender build. Keith had light brown hair, almost dirty blond, and light green eyes with some yellow and amber in them. He was maybe 6'2 or 6'1 and he was slim and quite muscular and he had a few freckles on his nose. When he got me to my feet I started to lend up against him cause my head already hurt and faceplanting a second time wouldn't be fun. "I offered my hand for a reason," He said looking down at me. 'I bet I make this dude look like a giant or he makes me look smaller than what I actually am, 5'1' i thought as I looked up at him. "Yeah well, I thought I could walk by myself. he sat me down by the fire pit. He went over the wood stack and pulled out a couple of logs and some leaves. He placed the wood in a t-p shape and stuffed some leaves in the middle of the wood t-p. He then grabbed a lighter from his pocking and lit the leaves on fire and then soon the wood caught on fire. He then put the pot that was next to him fire on a flat rock that was right next to the fire.

"So how older are you Y/N, to be honest, I thought you were 12 or 13 when I saved you. But now that you've been in my care for over a week and talked for the first you just confused me." He laughed nervously. "Well, that's not the first time this has happened where people think I'm like 10," I laughed a bit. "I'm actually 15. I'll be turning 16 this winter though." "Wow, you're younger than I was when I left my group all by myself, I'm 18 and I 16 when I ran from my group." He said sturring the pot of soup. "Oh sorry! I just started assuming things about you," he said looking up at me in embarrassment. "No, you're fine," I said as I looked at him. 'Should I tell him about Akexanderia? Or should I wait. I can't have full trust in him just yet, I should wait.

When the soup was done he served me some in a metal mug. It didn't have much flavor, probably because he doesn't have any seasoning but I ate it anyways cause I was starving. "Thank you for the food" I said as I put the empty mug next to me. "No problem, but we should get some sleep. It's getting late." He said as he put up all the dishes we used in a bag and set it next to the van. "Okay." I said as I got up and walk towards the van.