Bitten But Alive (The Walking Dead X Reader)

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Loss,Movement & Suicide :Part 3

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(Your POV)

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When Rick came to find me and Carl, after apparently being out in the woods with Shane and Dale doing who knows what, he couldn't help but smile at the scene before him. It was as if me and Carl had know each other since forever. Surprisingly Carl's mom, Lori as I had finally learned her name properly thanks to Carl, left both me and him alone. She would glance at us every now and again but she was glad we got along. We ended up talking about, well everything, our favorite games, food, shows, things we used to do before things went to shit, ect. When Rick had finally come over to check on us after smiling to himself, he freaked out cause Carl asked me to teach him how to fight walkers.

"Think you could show me how to fight them?"

I looked at him slightly confused, "Them? You mean the zomb-eh walkers?" At his nod I gave him a worried glance, "No one's taught you how to protect yourself yet?"

He looked off to the side while rubbing his arm, "I don't think my parents would want me to cause I'm a kid."

I bit my lip not knowing how to respond, ya he's a kid but now a days it doesn't matter what age you were. If you couldn't protect yourself, you'd be dead very soon whether you were an adult or a child. "If you want I'll teach you how to at least use my crossbow, it'll be easier for you since guns might send you tumbling to the floor if you're not careful."

He got excited again and jumped onto his feet, "Can you show me how to use it now? Please!"

I couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm. I was ready to stand up, grab my crossbow and go with him into the woods but the plan got cut short as Rick placed a hand on my shoulder. Looking behind me I noticed Rick was frowning big time, "I don't want you to show him Y/N."

I frowned beneath my mask; I had eventually pulled my hood back up as well as my mask after talking to Carl for a while. "Rick, what if you aren't there to protect him, he needs to learn something. And it isn't as dangerous as a gun."

Rick only shook his head no to which I sighed in annoyance and turned to Carl. I didn't have to say anything or hide that I disagreed with his father. Carl understood his dad wouldn't let him. I'm gonna show him one way or another Rick.

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The entire group was outside by the cars being lectured on what was gonna go down, in the end we had decided to head over to the CDC. As to not piss off Shane any more than I already have I stayed at the door of the RV to keep Jim company, more or less. Another strange thing I'd learned about being one of the dead, almost all of our senses became heightened. Or maybe it was just me.... Seeing as I was still functioning like a normal human, mostly at least. I had been watching and listening when I heard Jim wake up out of random, breathing hard as he looked around in fear.

"Don't worry, you aren't one just yet. When you get bit, it comes with a strong fever one that slowly kills you inside and out. That is if it doesn't drive you mad enough to kill yourself first, " I had whispered the last part as I looked into the back of the RV where Jim looked at me with wide eyes.

He was slightly terrified as he hadn't known I was here but then again he had been sleeping for the past few minutes. After swallowing he spoke through ragged breathes he shakily spoke to me, "How do you know?"

I had been picking at my nails with my knife but I paused at his question barely missing inserting it into my finger, "Because....because that's how everyone around me died."