pissin' our pants yet? - Carl Grimes fanfic

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You took my hand and then we both started running
Both started running
There's no place to go

Another bullet and we both started running
Both started running too

Save yourself, don't ever look back
Nowhere to go and so we both spin around in circles

Circles - Pierce The Veil

Meredith's P.O.V

As soon as I woke up, I went to go get a map or at least somethign that could take us all to Alexandria. I also got as many weapons as I could, and disguised it as going out on a supply run. I dropped off all my stuff in my room, under my bed, and tried to find some food that I could give to Daryl. I went to the cafeteria and found a sandwich. I saw Carl already eating, and Negan no where to be found, so I walked over to him and whispered in his ear.
"Carl."
"Mary."
"You're leaving today. I'm about to come back down here with Daryl. When you see me at the door, come to me. You're going home."
He looked at me with his mouth full of food.
"What???"
"Just do it."
".. Ok?"
I made my way to Daryl's cell with the sandwich. It's better than nothing right? I opened his cell and gave him the sandwich.
"You're leaving today. Negan and his guys are out, Dwight isnt gonna be here for like 3 weeks, This is the perfect time to leave" I held my hand out towards him, but all he did was stare at me.
"Now how do I know youre not gonna kill me?"
"Because I gave you a sandwich." I took his hand and made him get up. I walked out still holding his arm, so basically just forcing him to come with me. I headed to the cafe doors. I spotted Carl and he spotted me, and made his way over to me. I took them both to my room so I could get all my stuff.
"Before you ask, yes I did pack guns, yes I did pack food, yes you're both gonna be getting guns, I have a map."
They both said alright in a confused voice in sync. I found it funny. They didn't. We snuck through the doors and got to the place that has the motorcycles and stuff. I pointed at my bike snd told him to get on it. I'm not letting him ride his own, I can't let him die before he even gets home. I chrcked through my bags and made sure I had a bunch of food, water, and everything else. I gave them both a fully loaded gun, a knife, 3 bottles of water, and food, just inncase we got seperated. I got on my motorcycle/bike/whatever and then we started our "journey." Within 2 seconds, I felt him wrap his arms around my stomach. I guess hes just scared of falling off. He rested his head on my back/the back of my neck and just waited for it all to end. I was in front of Daryl, since I was the one with the map. After about an hour we finally stumbled upon a rotter. I looked back at Daryl and he nodded at me, getting the knife i gave him out. He killed it and we carried on.
After maybe 6 hours of (probably) speeding and Carl gripping onto my waist for dear life, we finally got there. The law doesnt apply anymore though, since theres literally dead alive people ripping off peoples faces and eating them. Anyways, I met the people at Alexandria. Nobody really trusted me. I had a conversation with Carl's dad, though.
"Hello."
"Hi."
"What's your name?"
"Mary, yours?"
"Rick."
He was not taller than me by a lot, just 4 inches, but he still felt the need to kneel down and look me dead in the eyes.
"How many walkers ahve you killed?"
"Walkers?"
"Dead-alive."
"Oh. Rotters. I've killed too many to count. I mean, if I didnt kill any I wouldn't be here right now."
"Alright. How about people?"
"127."
"Why?"
"One of them wanted me to. I didn't have a choice for the rest."
"Alright."
He let me walk away but he called me back a couple minutes later.
"Mhm?"
"I hate to be that person but I dont think you can stay here. Thanks for saving Carl but I don't think you should stay here."
Out of no where, Carl popped in.
"Dad? What? What the hell?"
"Carl."
"Why?"
"It's my decision. I don't think shes fit to stay here."
I decided to get a word in. "Carl, seriously, it's fine. I can survive on my own."
Rick butted back in. "You can stay the night, but after today you're out."
"Alright, boss man."
Carl quickly grabbed my arm and led me away to talk to me.
"Shit. What are we gonna do?"
"I don't know. I met you yesterday. Stop being desperate."
He rolled his eyes.. well, eye, at me.
"Ha ha, real funny."
"I'm pretty sure theres a small little shack outside here somewhere, I think I saw it."
"Are you gonna stay there?"
"Maybe. Don't know."
He grabbed my hands and looked at me.
"Please stay. "
"Fine. I will."
I took my hands out of his. I asked Rick where I'd be sleeping, and he pointed me towards a vacant house. This place is huge. Maybe bigger than the sanctuary.
I started walking towards it and opened the door. I walked up the stairs and found a room. I put all my bags and my map down. I think I brought my clothes in one of the bags. I carried all my weapons on my back and then I carried the water on a seperate backpack. I remember getting Daryl to hold the food and my clothes. I walked out of the house and looked for Daryl, but instead I found Carl with the bags. I took the bags and grabbed his arm, practically dragging him into my house. I walked up the stairs and put my stuff in my room. Well, the room. It's not mine. I'm leaving it tomorrow. Carl sat on the floor and just stared at me, waiting for me to tell him why I dragged him into my house.

And I answered him. by kissing him. I know I shouldn't but he's just too cute for me
not to. When I first met him I knew I'd end up liking him but I didn't know it'd be this early. We just made out until he reached for the waist-band on my pants, which I didnt let him. I held his hand and put it back down. I got up to go get different clothes and take a shower.

Anywho, I got done washing up and went to bed, since Carl had left while I was in the shower.

I lied on the bed, wondering why I had kissed him. Why I had even helped him to come here. Was I out of my mind?  Had I gone insane? When I wake up, what is gonna happen? Will they kill me, or will they let me go? What will happen to me? When I wake up, will they take me back to the sanctuary, publicly execute me, and sell my things? Not even Negan could save me right now. I'm done for if they think of doing anything to me. Slowly, I dazed off.