𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝑩𝒐𝒚 || a twd fanfic

chapter 23

Owen's pov:

Owen was in the small cafeteria with Carl, making cross tombstones out of wood, nails, and wire for the people that were being buried. The boy looked at his boyfriend, before he looked back at the cross he was working on.

"I love you." Owen said to Carl as he worked on the cross. Carl looked at the other boy, a faint smile appearing on his face before responding, "I love you too, O."

The two focused on the crosses again, before Carol walked in. Owen remained focused on working on his cross, as Carl looked over at Carol. Carl picked up the cross, before asking Carol a question, "You know if Patrick was Catholic?"

"He said he was a practicing atheist." Carol answered the question. Carl sighed before placing down the cross, and taking Patrick's apart.

Carol then questioned Carl, "Did you tell your dad what you saw in the library yesterday?" Owen's head perked up, as he looked between the two he was in the room with.

"Nope." Carl responded. "Are you going to tell him?" Carol inquired. Carl didn't respond, as he started to work on another cross, Carol then explained, "I have to keep teaching those kids to survive. You know that."

"Did you tell their parents?" Carl asked. Carol shook he head a little and spoke, "No."

"Are you gonna tell them?" Carl questioned. Owen was still looking between the two, he was confused at the moment.

"If I do, maybe after this they'll understand. But maybe they won't. I don't want to take that risk." Carol answered Carl's question. Carl spoke up again, "That's between you and them."

Silence ensued for a few seconds, before Carol sat down and spoke, "No. It's between you and me. And Owen, as he's in here." Carol paused for a second before adding, talking to Carl, "If you tell your dad, he'll tell them. And like I said, maybe they'll understand, maybe they won't."

"I don't want to lie to my dad." Carl stated. "I'm not asking you to lie. I'm asking you not to say anything." Carol stated.

Owen was confused, but he just went back to focusing on working on the crosses.

Later in the day, after Rick had gotten rid of the pigs, Owen was watching Rick, and Carl from afar. He saw Rick giving Carl his gun back, as he noticed Rick putting his own belt with his gun holster back on. A faint smile appeared on the teenagers lips, as he saw Rick was accepting the fact they needed guns to be carried around at the moment.

Owen watched as the older man put his own gun in the holster on the belt. Owen waited for Carl to come over, before the teenager smiled at his boyfriend. As they walked back to their cell block together, they were a bit close, but avoiding physical contact at the moment.

Parker's pov:

Another council meeting, and he sickness was spreading and getting worse.

"It's spread. Everyone who survived the attack in cell block D. Sasha, Caleb(Doctor S), and now others." Hershel said. "Oh, Jesus." Daryl commented. As Carol asked a question, "So what do we do?"

"First things first. Cell block A is isolation. We keep sick people there like we tried with Karen and David." Hershel answered. Parker noticed Glenn seemed a little off, but he kept his mother shut.

"What the hell we gonna do about that?" Daryl asked. "Ask Rick to look into it. Try to make a timeline—who's where when." Carol answered before asking a question herself, "But what are we gonna do to stop this?"