𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃'𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐃 | zoe grimes, nate dixon and the rest of their family and group of survivors try to make it through the end of the world, dodging walkers and humans alike, along the way.
when they find out that some humans are way worse tha...
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— THE NEXT MORNING, ZOE COULD BARELY get out of bed, but she knew she had to, as Dale's funeral was being held, and they were going to bury him. The Grimes girl had spent the night with Carl, with him not wanting to leave her side, and she laid in bed wide awake all night, listening to her brothers soft snores. Carl had cried himself to sleep. And for the first time in her life, Zoe couldn't help him; with her being heartbroken herself, the two cried together, one from guilt, and the other from complete sadness. Zoe couldn't even begin to imagine how she looked. She hadn't got an ounce of sleep, and the fact that she had been crying all night, and had made her eyes swollen and red. She didn't even want to face Nate when she knew she looked like complete shit, but she was going to have to, whether she liked it or not.. When her mom made her way inside of her ten, Zoe knew that it was time to get up. "Morning." She whispered, not wanting to wake up Carl, who was buried deep into Zoe's arm, fast asleep. Zoe smiled at the sight of her little brother, before giving her mom a welcoming smile, noticing that she also had bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. "Thanks for letting him sleep with you." Lori told her daughter, thankful that she was doing such a good job at looking after Carl.
"It's no problem." Zoe answered, stroking the hairs out of Carl's face as he slept, looking down at him with a soft smile. She wished that the world hadn't gone to shit - it had taken Carl's childhood away from in, and she hated it. "He's really shaken by last night." She told her mom, remembering how Carl had cried more than her, it was like something was bothering him, like he had a secret that was eating him alive.
"Dale was family to all of us." Lori sighed, crouching down at the side of the bed to get a look at her son. She stroked the side of his face with a sad smile, thinking the same as Zoe, where his childhood had been ripped away from him. Knowing that they had to get up for the funeral, Lori gently shook Carl awake, "Carl, baby. We've got to get up." She told him softly, as he stirred awake.
Carl moaned in protest, attempting to snuggle further into Zoe, who smiled at the sight, "Come on, bud. Time to get up." Zoe told him, moving so he couldn't stay asleep. Carl groaned as he opened his eyes and rubbed them roughly, still tired, and looked towards his mom and sister with an annoyed look.. He didn't want to wake up. Zoe exchanged a look with her mom, and Zoe knew that Lori wanted to talk to Carl on her own, so with a nod, she carefully climbed over Carl, grabbing her jacket on the way out, before she stepped out of the tent and into the morning light.
It took her a second to realise that Nate was standing in front of her at the campfire, due to her eyes focusing from the sudden light of the sun. With a sad smile, she limped towards him, gaining his attention. "Hey." He cooed, instantly bringing her in for a hug, noticing how her eyes were dark and swollen from crying and lack of sleep. He wanted nothing but to look after her last night, but he couldn't get in the way of her and Carl, so he simply went back to his own tent and got a good nights sleep. Zoe mumbled something incoherent in response, still exhausted from the lack of sleep that consumed her. "You didn't sleep, did you?" Nate asked, instantly knowing why she was so groggy.
