To Be With You | Carl Grimes [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 13: Kids Deserve To Be Kids

My eyes opened as the sunlight beamed through the bar windows and into my cell. I yawned and sat up straight, still groggy from the wonderful sleep I had last night. I gazed outside and saw that the sun had just risen.

Great, I thought, that means the showers are empty.

I got up quickly, exited my cell and rushed into the showers. It was completely empty. I stripped from my clothes and entered one of the showers.

As the hot water showered my body, I couldn't help but smile widely. I was lucky to wake up every morning before anyone else did and shower while there was still hot water left.

Once I was done, I shut the water off and dried myself. After that, I dressed into my regular attire: ripped jeans, white shirt with a blue jean jacket over it, brown combat boots, and my brown leather gloves.

Beth helped Jane and the other women wash clothes every week. It was nice to have fresh clothes once in a while.

I went back to my cell and found a note laid out on my pillow. I grabbed it and it read:

Target practice in ten minutes.
                                       -Carl
P.S. Don't be late this time.

I smiled to myself. Every other day, Carl and I would go beyond the fence and into the woods so he can teach me how to shoot. It took a lot of convincing to Rick, but he eventually agreed. But he said to keep it just to ourselves and don't let anyone else find out. I've been getting better and better every time.

I grabbed my weapons and left the prison. Outside, Carol and Daryl were talking while Carol made breakfast for those early morning people.

It wouldn't hurt to eat something before practice. Wouldn't it?

"Good morning, Brenda." Carol greeted with a smile.

"Hey." Daryl nodded.

"Mornin'." I replied.

"Want some breakfast?" Carol handed me a plate of eggs.

I took it. "Thanks. See you later."

Leaving the prison, I admired the garden we had started about almost a month ago. We had irrigation systems, all kinds of different fruits, and even pigs.

A lot has changed since the Governor left and we took in his people. We all became a bigger family. And I was glad to be apart of it.

"You're late. Again."

I sighed and moved towards Carl, who was leaning against a tree, his arms folded, and his face disappointed.

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. If you didn't know." I said sarcastically.

He narrowed his eyes together. "I know. But you're always late."

I shrugged and held out my plate to him. "I saved some eggs for you."

He couldn't hold it in anymore and cracked a smile. "Fine! I forgive you, but only because I'm starving. Next time, you better not be late." 

I laughed. "You can never stay mad at me for more than two minutes."

He laughed too. "Not true."

I couldn't help but stop and stare as Carl laughed. I loved it when he smiled and laughed. It made me happier. For some reason, my stomach would make this funny feeling, like there was butterflies in my stomach.

Lately, I've been wanting to hang out with Carl more and more. I admired his smile, his laugh, and especially when his blue eyes sparkled.

Where did these feelings come from? I'd always ask whenever they come about.