Stay Close To Me {Carl Grimes} +REWRITING 2017+

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Rewritten on December 11th, 2017

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Marigold's POV

"Could you walk any slower, Marigold?" Blue whisper/shouted at me, even though I was only two steps behind her. Unlike her, I was careful of my surroundings.

"Blue, I'm literally right here," I mumbled, keeping my voice low since I knew there were probably walkers close. Blue shot me a quick glare, but continued on walking through the woods.

The woods had been quiet for awhile, we hadn't ran into a walker since yesterday morning. It's been weeks, maybe months, since the beginning now. We were both anxious, though, and ready to find this damn farm that Blue has been going on about forever. My hunting skills weren't as good as dad's used to be, and we were both pretty tired of sleeping in trees. My hair was a mess, you could barely tell it was blonde with all the dirt and mud that caked it. We both hadn't changed our clothes in a few days, and they were coated in walker blood.

Blue pushed back a branch, walking into a clearing ahead while the branch came back and smacked me in the face. I mumbled something about being such a good sister as I climbed into the clearing, just to see Blue taking off toward a farm house. Hopefully, the one she's been talking about.

"Blue!" I called out, chasing after her as she ran through the clearing, hurdling the fences to get to the house faster.

The closer I came to the front porch of the house, the more people I could see sitting outside.Blue had said that her friend, who might not even still be here, had a small family, so they must have taken in more people.

"Daddy!" A girl on the porch with hair like mine called inside, and soon everyone was on the front porch, watching Blue and I.

I came to a halt beside Blue as she held her arm out in front of me, my eyes widening as two men pointed shotguns at us from the porch, another appearing with his crossbow.

"Who are you?" The Asian looking man questioned us.

I tugged on Blue's arm as she pushed me slightly behind her, eyeing the men who were pointing weapons at us.

"My name is Blue, and this is my sister Mari. We're all survivors, okay? I'm looking for my friend-"

"Honey, your friend is probably-"

"Blue? BLUE!" the crossbow man was cut off as a girl came barreling out of the house toward my sister.

"Maggie!" Blue exclaimed, letting my hand go free as her and Maggie hugged each other to death.

The two hugged each other for a few moments, crying that they had found each other again. I wanted to cry too, because I knew Blue and I would finally be safe here.

All of the people from the porch slowly walked over and formed a half circle around us. Maggie stood beside Blue as my sister took hold of my hand.

"Everyone, this is my friend Blue. So her and her sister are welcome to stay here," Maggie practically told the group, not giving everyone a choice.

"Patricia, where's Otis?" My sister asked what I assumed was a family member of Maggie's. I looked up at Blue, following her gaze to a young blonde girl who's eyes began to fill with tears.

"Otis had accidentally shot a young boy, maybe around your sister's age. Him and one of this group's men, Shane, went on a run or medical supplies to save the boy, and Otis died to make sure Shane got back." Maggie's father, who I did know, explained to Blue, sending her a small smile.

"Damn...I'm so sorry Patricia."

She gave Blue a small smile as Maggie introduced us to the others.

"And this is a group that stumbled upon us when their young boy was shot. They've been here for about a week, maybe a week and a half. The Korean boy with the gun is Glenn and the other man with a gun beside him is Shane. The one with the crossbow is Daryl, and the man there with the white hair is Dale. The lady here with the blonde hair is Andrea and the woman with the short hair is Carol. This guy here is T-Dog, and the man in the sheriff's hat is their leader, Rick, that there is his wife Lori and their son Carl, he was the one who was shot.

Blue waved hello to everyone as I squeezed her hand tightly, smiling as I looked around at everyone. There was a group, a house, fences: we were going to be safe again.