No More Babysitter Shit

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I've always been the "babysitter" of the group, of course, I'm only 14 but I want to go out there and help this group another way.

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The Cell Block D has been attacked by our own people, well the infected who turned.

I wanted to start pulling on my weight so I started putting on my gear.

"Where are you going (y/n)?" asked Carl coming into my cell.

"I want to help- "

"No you're not," said Carl cutting me off.

"Carl you can't stop me! I'm done with playing babysitter. I love kids but I want to do more"

"(y/n) ... Fine let's go ask my dad," said Carl walking out.

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"Dad!" called out Carl

Rick turned around from the pig barn.

We walked over and saw he was all bloody.

"Hi (y/n)" smiled Rick

I smiled back and stood behind Carl.

"(y/n) wants to start helping... with us not kids anymore" stated Carl

Rick turned towards me and gave me a small smile, "Okay I understand but you have to take responsibility and know-how to handle stuff"

I nod, "I understand Rick. I'm ready"

~

We went with Hershel to go find herbs for medicine in the woods.

Carl and I stood guard while Hershel picked some plants.

"When did your dad give it back?" asked Hershel

"Yesterday. After everything happened," responded Carl holding his gun.

"You've grown a lot these last few months. There's a responsibility about you."

Carl turns to face him.

"I think it's done you good to step back." finished Hershel.

"Yeah." said Carl, "It was all right. Can't be like that all the time."

"I would have been fine on my own. It's peaceful out here. These last couple days, we might be safer outside those walls than in." said Hershel

Carl ignored him and walked towards something.

"No, we're not," said Carl looking at something.

He pointed towards something and we looked at it, tents.

There was a walker smashed with a tree against its torso.

"Let's wrap this up," said Hershel

We quickly turn around and see a walker limping.

I walk with carl towards it and aim our guns.

"Don't. You don't need to," said Hershel

I lower my gun and carl hesitates.

"Carl come on"

He lowers it and I place my hand on his hand.

"It was so peaceful," says Hershel with a sad voice.

"It was. Can't be like that all the time," said Carl walking away.

Hershel stands with a worried look and I give him a smile, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright," said Hershel

~

I catch up to Carl and I stop him.

"Let go of me (y/n)," said Carl pushing me away.

"No, listen to me. I understand everything that has happened to you but don't ruin someone's happiness because that's what makes them stay alive"

"I'm just tired of losing people! Okay?! I don't want to lose you for God's sake." cries, Carl

I stand shocked since this was the first time he says he likes me, "I-I don't want to lose you too Carl but we can't ruin people's happiness"

He hugs me tightly and kisses me on my lips.

I kiss him back and I smile.

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