I'm Right Here

Chapter Eleven

A/N Well, looks like I'm going to make this the final chapter because I don't really think I can do more than this. But, I will be doing more fanfics, and they'll probably be a bit longer.

Enjoy (it's funny because no one is reading this)

It had been an entire day before I was able to make eye contact with Carl, let alone ask why he had kissed me.

So on top of the facts that the people from Terminus were heading in out direction, we were staying with Gabriel, the cowardly priest, and that my dad and Carol were missing, we'll, you could say I was a little stressed.

Anyway, Rick and the others were about to leave. They told us their plan one more time, and left. Now it was Tyresse, Bob, Gabriel, Rosita, Eugene, Carl, Judith and I.

A few minutes after the others had left, Carl walked up to me.

"Sierra?" He said quietly.

I looked at him.

"Yeah?" I said, even quieter.

"Look, about the other day... I- I'm sorry if I-"

"They're coming!"

We both shut up, and waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Then, the survivors of Terminus broke in.

They knew who was here and who had left. They were going to kill us. They tried to convince, Gabriel to sell us out, but thankfully, he didn't.

Then, it was over. The church had been turned into the bloody scene of a massacre. I could barely look at it. Eventually the bodies were moved out, and, we could finally say that everything was okay.

Or, okayish, considering we still had no idea where Beth was, Bob was dying, Carol and my dad were also missing, and those of us remaining would be split up the next day.

So not okay.

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That night, as I was falling asleep, (on the floor) I heard a voice.

"Sierra?"

I rolled over to see Carl sitting a few feet away.

"Yeah?" I said quietly.

"Look... Sierra, I'm sorry." He said, looking away.

"About what?" I asked after a moment.

"Kissing you... Embarrassing you... Making you uncomfortable..." He said, still not looking at me.

"Carl." I said, crawling over to where he was. "You... You didn't do any of that- I mean, the embarrass and make uncomfortable part..." I said awkwardly.

"But... You- You were acting really weird and awkward every since I did it.."

I sighed. "Carl, I'm always really weird and awkward." I said.

He laughed softly.

"You have a point." He said.

There was a minute or so of silence.

"So you're not mad or upset that I kissed you?" He asked.

"No... I-I..." I found myself unable to speak.

"What?" He asked, looking both confused and amused.

"I-I actually- I'm glad- I mean."

He looked at me as I stuttered and tried to find the right words to say how I felt.

"I liked it!" I finally choked out. "I- I'm glad you did it."i felt my face turn red as I looked away.

He tilted his head. "Really?" He asked. I nodded.

"But..." I whispered

"What?" He asked, leaning a bit closer to. Me.

"Why did you do it?" I asked. He blinked his gorgeous blue eyes. I waited a while for a response. I didn't get one.

"Carl?"

"Sierra... I-I really like you. And... I really care about you. And I missed you a lot during the time we were separated. And... When I saw you... I just... I don't know... I just did it. Without thinking I guess."

My heart started doing back flips the second I heard "I really like you."

"Carl..." I said, not knowing what else to say.

He looked at me and gave a small smile. I scooted over so that we were sitting side by side, our backs facing the wall.

"I really like you too." I said after a while. He smiled and grabbed my hand. It was different from all of the times we had held hands before. Now it meant something different. We sat like that for a while.

He leaned towards me, kissing me gently. I blushed.

I don't think I'll get over that feeling any time soon. I thought. Both times Carl had kissed me, I had felt an amazing feeling, like there was nothing wrong in the world. Like everything would be okay.

I leaned my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

We're at the prison. It's been about a week since the incident with Nick, and my nightmares are getting worse and worse. I wake up screaming. I start crying. I see him standing by the entrance to my cell, like he always does when my screaming wakes him up.

He walks over to me, and gently tells me to move. I move next to the wall, and look at him, holding his hand. We stare at each other for a while.

Somehow, I'm able to calm down enough to begin to start to fall asleep. As I begin to drift off, I hear Carl whisper something.

At the time, I hadn't been able to understand what he had said, but, as he held me that first night at the church, he said it again.

"I'm right here, Sierra. I love you."

Well, that's it, so I guess I'll start writing a new story soon. (No one cares, I know)