You stared as Jessie and Ron ushered Sam to come to her. You as, as well as the group, were hoping that he would keep walking with the group. You thought it would be a quick pep talk,but it turned into something far more gruesome.
You watched as walkers bit the poor boys temple and collarbone.Jessie let bloodcurdling scream of a mixture of terror and misery. Everyone turned to her, for this had attracted a pack of walkers to herself.
You couldn't watch. You just couldn't see the scene that took place in front of you even after all the times you seen the ones you loved and cared about die in a similar way. This was much too different.
You heard Carl scream for Rick to help him. You were unsure why, but you realized... Jessie was hand was still grasped onto Carl's.You were terrified just like Carl. You looked back at Ron of whom you decided to hold hands with during the herd. He looked broken, traumatized and one more emotion you could not describe.
Finally,Rick snapped out of his trance and began hacking the axe into Jessie's arm to free Carl.
Carl fell back as the hand fell to the ground with a soft thump.
You let go of Ron's hand to help Carl up so he can regain his balance, but a sound of a gun cocking rang through your ears.
"Ron?" You whispered in disbelief, eyebrows furrowed , seeing as he held up a gun in Rick's,
"Y-You..." Ron mumbled ignoring your call to him. Ron slowly began to pull the trigger, but a certain someone's katana pierced through his chest and a stray bullet flew through the air. Every single memory of you and Ron began to flood your mind. The moment you had met, the times he would make really horrible puns, when you chased after him when there was a riot from the wolves, and...when you had your first kiss stolen from him.
Your breath hitched, but you knew if you had screamed you have the same faith as Jessie. You turned to Rick and Carl, you couldn't see Carl's face due to the fact that his hat shadowed his facial features. You did begin to notice blood was beginning to trickle down his chin onto his neck .
"Dad?" Carl managed to breath out before collapsing to the ground as well as your heart.
Everything stopped.
Carl's dead.
Carl is dead.
Those words began to sink into your head. You're friend...no...your only friend that went through all the horrible, traumatizing scenes with you is dead.
You didn't realize you were frozen into your spot until you felt Michonne shake you by your shoulders to snap out of the gut wrenching thoughts.
"Y/N! WE NEED TO GO NOW!!!" She shouted over the moans and groans of the walkers coming close.
In the distance,you can see Rick sprinting with Carl who was limp in his arms. The sight made you sick to your stomach,but you managed to run along with Michonne through the board of walkers. Michonne began hacking heads of the walkers to clear the walkway with you trailing behind terrified.
You finally made it to shelter where Dennis began to throw orders of medical aids around.
You were happy that you had took in consideration to be Dennis' medic in training, because you knew well of the needs of this operation...but... You felt that he wouldn't make it. Not with this wound.
The others went out to take on the walkers as you and Dennis began aiding the young Grimes.
You began to think.
Carl. He had been close to you ever since you both met at Terminus. You remembered how he reassured you that it wasn't your fault that you were forced to eat the meat of your past group. You remembered when he threatened that man who almost touched you inappropriately, so he decided to trade places. You remembered when you both entered Alexandria together. You remember you're first fight after you saw him climbing over the walls just behind some stupid girl, when really you were concerned about his safety. You remembered when he saved you from one of the wolves even though you both weren't on good terms.
"Y/N...?" Dennis voice pierced into your thoughts. You looked up at the thick woman,"I need you to past me some bandages."
You nodded and rummaged through the shelves. You passed her the bandages and you decided to look down upon Carl's deathly pale face.
" I'm so sorry..." You muttered feeling tears prick your E/C orbs.
Dennis looked up at you , but still managed to tend Carl.
" It's not your fault,you couldn't do anything to save him." Dennis comforted you, but the tears began to spill down onto his bare chest.
You finally understood why you felt this way.
You finally understood why you reacted in such a way for Carl than you did for Ron.
You loved him.
Dennis and you finally managed to patch Carl up as best as you both could and thanks to the what was left of the Alexandrians and your group, all the walkers now laid 'dead'.
You didn't leave Carl's side that night. You laid slump on the chair you sat in hand held in his hand on the left side of the bed. Your forehead laid on the edge of the bed, hair overshadowing your tear and bloodstained face.
Carl could hear soft snores, but he still felt a over massive pain in his right eye . He didn't have enough to strength to open his eye, but he can feel a familiar soft hand his hand. It was so familiar, but he couldn't place his tongue on it.
Maybe it was mom...
- Yeah I kinda mixed in the comic with the show at the ending cause you know he lost some memory there.
