What Now? (Carl grimes fanfic)

Chapter 2 - earning trust

As we walked up to the prison, I noticed a group of people heading toward us. They wore robes as if they worked at a meat shop. As we passed each other I saw as they stared at me then stopped.

"Whos this Rick?" A woman with brown hair asked.  "We found her at the gate." he told her as he turned to keep walking. "Is she going to stay here?" she urged him on. Frustrated Rick turned around "Karen, yes, I know what im doing!" he answered trying not to sound upset. "Ok" she shrugged continuing on with the others.

"Where are they going?" I asked unaware of what they were heading to the gate to do. "They're gonna clear the fence of walkers. " I looked over at the boy next to me as he explained their job.

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"Carol, can I talk to you?" Rick asked a short haired woman in the prison block. "Yea sure." she got up and walked over, her eyes immediately landing on me.

"We found her out at the fence. I asked her the questions.  She passed the test. But I still need to earn her trust. Can she bunk with you for right now, just to be safe?" he asked her. "Sure of course. Whats your name?" she looked to me again.  "Its Emeli. Emeli Rose Renea. Im 13." I told her. "Well its nice to meet you. Your new bunk will be in here. You get top." she said walking over to a cell and pointing inside to the top bunk bed "Ok thanks" I smiled to her putting my things down. "Would you like a shower?" She asked handing me a towel.  "You wouldn't know how much I would." I told her grabbing the towel. "Well keep it short." she told me with a small smile. I nodded in reply as she turned to lead me to the showers. Feeling the water on my body again felt amazing. It's something I never thought I would feel again. But I did as she said and kept it short. Drying off my long brown hair and putting my clothes back on, I headed back to the cell.

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I was sitting on my bed resting. The small mattresses felt way better than the hard ground. I heard someone at the door and sat up."Here, I saw you earlier and noticed you showered but had the same clothes on." a slim blonde headed girl said handing me some clothes. "Well...thank you." I told her.  "Are you coming to dinner?" she asked. "Yes but where?"  "Oh its just right outside." she told me pointing to the door. "Ok im gonna change first." I told her. Climbing down the bunk and closing the curtain.

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Most of the people were at the food shelter and had their own groups to sit at. Carol handed me a plate of food. When I turned around I was embarrassed at the amount people of staring at me. "Do you want to sit next to me?"someone asked. I looked around until I saw the boy who saved me earlier. "If you dont mind?" I told him rushing over to the open seat next to him. This felt like school all over again. "So your bunked with Carol." He looked at me as I drank a cup of water. "Yeah I am" I told him setting the cup down. "How about you?" I asked him trying to start a conversation.  "Im three cells away." he smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back. "Im Patrick." a boy with glasses said. I didnt even know he was there. "Hi Patrick im-" "I know Emeli." he said looking at Carl. I smiled knowing Carl must have told Patrick about me already. 

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" You know your lucky." Carol told me as she walked in our cell. I was already in bed. "About what?" I asked her sitting up. She looked up to me "Carl. Hes not always that nice to everyone. It means he likes you." "Maybe hes just trying to be nice. " I told her laying back down trying to brush it off. She chuckled "Maybe."

When she had gone to sleep, I couldn't help but think about him. I kept getting this warm fuzzy feeling when I did. He made me like this. His eyes, lips, everything... made me like this. And I liked it.

Emeli has met quite a few people. Carl seems to like her. And she seems to like him. Now what? -Want more? Just comment and vote!