My life in the apocalypse

Chapter 8

*roxie's p.o.v.*
*a few weeks later after Roxie is healed*

When we are done eating me and carl go to bed. I crawl into bed and put the sheet over myself. Carl then crawls in next to me and wraps his arms around my waist as if I'm just going to disappear.

"I love you." He says. "I love you more." I say. "I don't think that's possible." He says with a smile on his face. "Whatever you say." I say a smile also appearing on my face. "Goodnight." He says. "Goodnight." I say cuddling myself into him more and putting my head on his chest.

*the next day*

When I wake up Carl wasn't there. I scrunch my face and just let it go thinking that he is doing chores.

I get out of bed and put my shoes on. I put my hair in a ponytail and decide to go talk to Michonne.

I find her in her cell and go sit on her bed beside her. "What's up squirt?" She asks. "Nothing much." I say simply. "Do you want to go on a run with me?" She says. "Sure." I say. "When are we gonna leave?" I ask. "In a couple minutes actually." She says. "Okay. I'm gonna go get ready." I say. "Okay. See you in a minute." She says.

I go to my cell and grab a bag putting some essentials in it. "Where are you going?" I hear someone say. It was Carl. "On a run with Michonne." I say. "No." He says. "What?" I say confused. "You're not going." He says grabbing my bag and putting it down on the floor. "Yes I am." I say picking it back up. I'm starting to get mad now. "No you're not." He says stepping closer. "Yes I am and you don't have a say in what I do." I say stepping back.

I put my bag over my shoulder and walk out of the cell. He follows me and grabs my arm. I try to pull it away but I can't. "Carl let go." I say sternly. "No. You are not going on that run." He says. "Yes I am." I say raising my voice. This makes everyone come out from where they are and look at us. "I can do what I want and you can't do anything about it." I yell.

He then smacks me and this makes me fall to the floor. I grab my cheek and look up at him with hurt in my eyes.

Carl's action made my dad walk up to him and punch him to the ground. Rick, and Glenn pull him away before he can do anything else.

I look over to my right and see Michonne run over to us ,but she doesn't run to me, she runs to Carl. I just get up and go into my cell. I'm sure I have a handprint where he slapped me. My cheek stings so bad, but I ignore it and gather all my things from the cell and put it in my bag.

I grab my crossbow and walk out of the cell. I look over to where Carl is on the floor and see everyone crowded around him. I see my dad locked in a cell. "So this is how much you care about me and my family?!" I'm just getting started. "Your son slapped me and you didn't even care! I'm glad that my dad punched him to the ground! He deserved it! But then after that you lock my dad in a cell like he's some kind of man eating animal?! And then you don't even come to see if I'm okay?! You know, every single one of you said that this is a family. But now I see that we aren't. You guys are a broken group. I'm done with you people." I say mostly to Rick.

I then walk out of the prison and out the gates. I look back at what used to be my home and scoff. I don't want to come back ever again.