Chapter Seventeen

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It's been a few months after Carl loosing his eye.

Carter's POV

I woke up to Rick getting ready to go get supplies.

"Wanna come?" He asked me.

"Sure" I smiled.

"I need tooth paste" Michonne smiled.

We nodded.

"Baby girl you are going?" Carl asked me 

I nodded "be safe you guys" he kissed my forehead.

"What about me" Rick whined.

"Shut it" Carl chuckled.

Soon Daryl, Rick and I went groceries shopping.

Rick put in a CD of werid music as Daryl and I listened to this like torture.

We stopped.

We opened a truck back door to see food and supplies.  

Rick saw toothpaste and everything.

I looked down to see a heart locket.

"Maybe you can keep that put you and Carl in it" Rick smiled.

I nodded "sound good" I put it on my neck.

Soon we got in the truck to drive it.

We saw a soda machine, Daryl and Rick tried to flip it.

"Try it like this" I pointed at the chains.

"Alright" Rick smiled.

They tied it and it flipped.

"Why all that for soda?" Rick asked

Then someone ran into me.

Some bearded guy with a beanie. And a long jacket.

"Sorry running from the dead" he called in defense.

I rolled my eyes.

Daryl was pointing his weapons towards him.

Rick started to ask him questions.

"No" both Daryl and I said.

"My friends call me Jesus" he smirked running off.

"You don't like him" he asked us 

"He called himself Jesus" Daryl pointed out.

We heard noises that sounded like gun shots.

"Let's just go guys" I begged.

We ran back to see it was fire crackers.

"Told you so" I mumbled running back.

To see the truck was taken.

"Here's a song for you Rick,  Jesus took the wheel" I teased.

Daryl and him both cracked a tiny smile. But we all started running.

The soda machine was being dragged finally after running forever. We saw the soda machine.

We got it as Daryl put some in his bag. "Request from the doctor" Daryl explained.

"Whatever she needs. She saved Carl" Rick drunk some soda down.

"Let's go" I mumbled and started running again. Rick grabbed one more thing.

We ran and finally made it to him. We managed to fight him for the truck tying him up.

We pointed guns towards him.

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