Carls POV
I squinted my eyes and looked at Molly chugging the water.
I've noticed in the few past days her belly has gotten huge.
"How do you feel?"
"Like shit, thanks for asking." She spat at me.
"Your welcome." I sarcastically came back at her.
I got up and stuck my toungue out at her.
"Did you?" Maggie asked.
"No, i gotta wait for a good time."
"Ok, make sure you do by tonight so she ain't mad at you all week."
I saw Maggie walk off into the distance and then I went back to Molly, she had just taken the last bite of her sandwich.
She wiped her hands off on her legs and grabbed the metal pole.
"Hey."
She looked at me and just shook her head back.
"Molly, I'm really sorry. I'm sorry that little ass kicker #2 is being a pain to you. I just dont want to see you suffer. I love you Molls." I grabbed her face and made her look at me.
"I accept your apology Carl but I dont wanna talk right now."
She pulled my hands away and went back to stabbing walkers.
"What's wrong baby?"
She looked over and me squinting her eyes from the sun.
"Carl, it's girl stuff. You dont understand."
"Yes i do. I still remember health class." I smirked at her.
"Let's just say that being pregnant is hell." She looked at me with half of a smile and held her stomach, which is like a big as a balloon.
"Oh, I understand." I squinted my eyes.
I grabbed her hand and looked at the sky.
"It's about to get dark. Let's go get some more pears." I made her smile.
We walked to the mess hall.
My dad and Daryl were there.
"Sup guys?" Daryl seemed happy.
"Nothing."
My dad looked at the blood stains on my shirt and gave me a weird look.
"We were killing walkers on the fence." Molly gave my dad a dumb look.
"You guys want something? I'll go get some stuff for you." Rick all of a sudden was nice.
"Sure, some water and whatever we got."
I sat down with Molly and she played with my fingers. Daryl looked at our hands.
"How've you been Molls?" He looked back up.
Mollys POV
"How've you been Molls?"
I was out of it and didnt even remember what he said, I was too busy with Carl's little fingers.
"What? Sorry im out of it today."
"How've you been?" Daryl asked again.
"Good, little ass kicker #2 is a pain." I groaned and held my other arm around my stomach.
Carl looked concerned.
Daryl laughed at the name.
"Judith already has that name."
"What do you expect me to call it?"
Daryl thought for a while and then looked at Carl.
"How about Boo?"
I cocked my head and started to laugh. I saw Carl crying his eyes out.
"Oh my god, it's perfect."
There you go, it's name is now Boo.
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Carl Grimes: The Boy Who Made Sparks Fly
FanfictionMolly Anderson is a teenager who has to survive by herself during the zombie apocalypse until she meets a boy named Carl Grimes. They have to survive with their group at a prison. They face many fears in life, such as death, love, and zombies.
