Kinley is back and all alone. She's separated from the group. Kinley meets a group of friends who she can sorta trust. A special one in the group is the most closest. She doesn't know if she can trust them all the way. Kinley has been better since her lost but she's been worse lately. Will Kinley learn to trust her friends? Will Kinley find love again? Will the world come back to normal? Find out in the sequel to Sheriff Boy.

The world is not the same anymore. The whole world has gone to where dead people are walking around taking chunks out of others. Kinley a 14 year old girl, has to survive without parents & her brother. She has managed to survive all by herself in the messed up world. But little does she know she meets a boy who changes everything.

To think that we could hide from the dead inside...

ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ (ᴛᴠ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ) x ʟʏᴅɪᴀ (ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄ/ᴀᴜ) ♱ "𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠." "𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬. ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀᴋᴀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ

He leant over slightly, his lips grazing my ear. "This will mean nothing... so if you want me to stop, you need to say something right now" he whispered into my ear, his voice hoarse and raspy. I wish I'd had the strength, the will power, to resist such a downgrading proposition but... I didn't. For whatever screwed up reason, I needed this too...

What would you do if everything you had was taken away from you, your family, your happiness, and most importantly your hope for humanity...but when someone close to you who will always be there through thick and thin loves you as much as he does; maybe, just maybe things aren't as hard as they seem...

❝To live will be an awfully big adventure❞ warning: i wrote this in middle school. it's horrible, read at your own risk!

In which they meet in a world that has gone to waste. [ Carl Grimes ]

"If you want to stop, will you tell me?" he asked, raggedly. I nodded. "Do you want to stop?" I asked, cupping the side of his face, sliding my finger underneath his strong and angular jawline, my prints tingling at the feel of his almost stubble. "God no... not yet" he breathed. I nodded, abandoning his face and grasping at the belt of his jeans instead.

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