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The Perfect Little Devil {Carl Grimes}✔
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Complete, First published Mar 10, 2018
Mature
"I may be a 'princess' but theres only one thing I'm perfect at, and I'm darn good at it."
"What would that be."
"I'm the perfect little devil."

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People say I'm just like him. I enjoy watching people suffer. The name's Norah if you don't already know and I'm the daughter of Negan. I told myself to become my father one day... that was before I met Carl Grimes.


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An older-looking guy stepped towards me and my eyes flashed directly to his bat. It was a wooden baseball bat with what looked like some kind of wire around it. My eyes widened up in fear and I began to have a panic attack. The guy's face immediately softened, "Back up, she's just a kid!" He whispered sharply and pushed the Freddie Krueger looking guy out of the way, and knelt down in front of me. "What's your name, sweetheart?" He spoke so low I could barely hear him. I didn't answer and just stared at the bat that was not even two feet from my face. "I'm trying to help you." His voice got sterner, and that just made me even more scared but I forced words out of my mouth. "F-Faye," I whispered, winching due to the fact it's been so long since I've spoken. The man nodded, then stood up and held out his hand. I looked up at him, and he nodded towards my ankle. "I've got stuff in the RV over there, I can help." I was reluctant to trust him, and he seemed to take notice. "You really don't have another option, kid."