Apocalypse - TWD Fanfic

Chapter 12

>CARL'S P.O.V<
Daylight burst through the window when I open my eyes.

I realise my arms are draped over Lilac and I'm spooning her.

I quietly slip out of bed and put my shoes on.

I then pull my sheriff hat on my messy hair and leave the house.

The street is eerily silent and there's no walkers in sight.

After going to a few houses, I find some plain food.

The fifth house is my lucky shot.

I find a tub of pudding.

112 ounces to be exact.

A walker suddenly attacks me.

I struggle to close the door but books are in the way.

I hurriedly kick them aside and shut the door.

I puff with relief and then pick up a scrap of chalk.

"Walker inside. Got my shoe didn't get me!"

I crawl out a window and sit on the roof.

I spoon the pudding into my mouth and for once, enjoy life.

>LILAC'S P.O.V<
When I wake up, Carl is out.

I don't stress about it because he needs some alone time to cool off.

I have a cold shower and then dress in some new clothes.

I look in the mirror and see me.

Ripped jeans, black lace up boots and a blue plaid shirt.

I have a scar on my forehead from where I was cut and my eyes look tired.

My hair is in a braid which hangs over my shoulder.

I hear the door open and close, then the sound of the couch being pushed back against it.

I walk downstairs and see Carl.

He smiles at me and we sit down on the floor, leaning against the couch.

"So, did you find any more food?" I ask.

Carl nods and pulls out a bag.

I smile and take it.

"I found even more." Carl smirks to himself.

"What was it?" I look over at him.

"112 ounces of pudding."

Carl and I look at each other and both start laughing.

| So there's one thing you should know about this story. It's going to be a bit different from the actual story. So obviously in the TV show, it's Rick. But in this, it's Lilac with Carl. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Remember to vote & comment! |