𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 , carl grimes

𝟎𝟎𝟒. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

        Growing up in Malaya's home meant waking up early, everyday, without fail. Her father Calvin worked at an oil rig, and was needed there was early as 5am, leaving the whole home alert in the early hours

Now, after moving to Woodbury, and the world going to shit, May had become quite fond of not being woken up at anytime, the girl usually deciding to roll out of bed around noon and sit around and do nothing until bed time

Not in the prison however. It was around six when she was woken up by wailing from below her, uncoincidentally where Judith and Carl slept. Malaya groaned, rolling over and stuffing her face into the pillow, desperate to block out the noise, but to no avail

After what felt like hours of the newborn screaming, the prison fell silent once again, Malaya opting to get up, having nothing better to do. She pulled Kat's stripped top over her head, frowning at the drops of blood littered across the left side, but she had nothing better to wear — Well, that's until she noticed the blue flannel she'd taken from Carl's mother things

She swapped her clothes around, tossing the dirt top into the corner, which May decided would be her wash corner, and buttoning the flannel over her vest. She still had to wear the same jeans however, as nobody else in the prison wore her size

She walked down the stairs, suprised to find Tyreese and his group sat with Hershel and Beth, helping themselves to noodles. Malaya stood behind one of the boys, Ben as she remembered, to get her own serving after her stomach had rumbled at the smell of chicken

As she fished some out of the cooking pot, May failed to notice Carl's eyes on her, wide with adoration at the sight of wearing his mother's clothes

'She looks...pretty,' he thought to himself, turning his head quickly when she approached the table

"This seat taken?" Malaya joked, placing her bowl onto the table and sitting down after Carl had nodded. Before she started eating, she leant over, tickling under Judith's chin, earning a joyful laugh from the newborn

"She really likes you," Carl said, finishing off his own breakfast, bouncing his sister in his arms

Malaya tried to hide her smile by stuffing her mouth with noodles, but Carl could see through it, "I really like her too," the girl said after finishing her bowl, "So what are they doing out?" she cleared her throat, gesturing to Tyreese and his group

"Hershel wanted to check up on the injuries, I think," Carl answered, Beth leaning down and taking Judith out of the boy's hands

The two teens watched the newcomers, specifically Sasha, gush over baby Judith. It made Carl smile, "Who's the mother?" Sasha asked a bit too loudly, scanning the room for any other women that werent teenagers

Carl's head dipped, and Sasha caught sight  of it, apologizing quickly and returning to stand by her brother. Malaya looked over to the Grimes boy, squeezing his hand that rested on the table, "I'm sorry," she muttered softly, Carl staying silent

Beth walked out of the room, rocking the baby, Carl murmuring a 'bye' before following

Malaya stayed sat at the table, fidgeting with her knife as she watched a conversation go down between Hershel and the newcomers

She learned that they had around 25 survivors in a camp, but it was eventually overrun. Malaya felt bad for them, losing those they loved, especially Donna, who lay on the ground, covered by an old sheet

Hershel explained that while he was happy to help, the final decision wasnt up to him, and it was true. Rick was the ringleader of the group, nothing being approved without his consent, even Malaya's acceptance — She was glad he was kind enough to let her stay