The End of All Things (Carl Grimes)

#1~ Centuries

"Merle, how long to we have to walk?" I asked my older brother as we walked past more trees.

"Alyssa, you are so fucking annoying for a 13-year-old." He answered.

"I know. I mean it's not like you tell me all the fucking time." I said making him laugh. "How are you so sure we'll find him?"

"We found someone from his group and they told us he'd be here." Merle said. "The some of a bitch named Rick Grimes came and destroyed Woodbury so now we have no where to stay. He took the two back with them."

"Isn't that Rick Grimes guy the one who hand-cuffed you to a roof?" I asked. He nodded.

"Lil' fucker." I mumbled. Merle laughed as we walked past a few houses.

"I'm gonna kill 'em one day." I said.

"If you can." Merle said. "No offense, Alyssa but he'll probably kill you before you even get the chance to see you." I scoffed as Merle stopped and pulled me behind one of the trees. The two of us didn't say anything, listening to whatever was there.

"The hell are we even looking for?" A familiar voice said.

"Alyssa, go up in this tree and don't come down until I come up there." I nodded then started climbing the tree. Since none of our parents payed any attention to us, I was always climbing trees, not caring what anyone thought. I also beat a lot of people at my school, but that doesn't matter. As I grabbed onto a branch, a gunshot went off and I felt a sharp pain in my left arm. I held my left arm making the branch snap since it couldn't hold my weight. I cried in pain as I hit the ground.

I'm gonna die out here; Merle's not gonna come back and those people are gonna come and kill me.

I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the pain then heard a branch snap making my eyes open. I saw a crossbow pointed directed at me.

"Just kill me already." I said as I squeezed my arm harder. The person lowered his crossbow to reveal it was my older brother.

"Daryl!" I said sitting up. He smiled then stuck his hand out. I took his hand with my left hand and he pulled me up.

"You okay?" Daryl asked.

"Daryl, I lost a lot of blood I'm about to pass out from blood loss and if you don't help me soon I'm gonna end up dying." I said.

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"So, I'm not allowed to talk to anyone?" I asked.

"Well, besides Merle and I." Daryl said. "but, yeah basically no one."

"How am I supposed to make friends if you wont let me talk to anyone?"

"You're not."

"I thought you wanted me to make friends."

"That was before all this shit. You never know what kind of people you can trust in this world."

"Is that why when I woke up Merle and I were locked in this cell." Daryl nodded. "Wait, if we can't trust anyone, then why did you stay with this group." Daryl stared at me, not saying anything. We heard one of the doors open making both of us look over at the door. A boy that looked about my age was standing there.

"Daryl, my dad needs you." He said. Daryl got up and walked over to him as I looked back at Merle. He was still sitting the same way he was a few minutes ago.

"Nice job getting shot baby sis." Merle said.

"It's better than smoking and doin' drugs and shit like that." I said.

"Hey, you smoked once too." Merle said.

"You put the cigarette in my mouth and wouldn't take it out unless I did." I said making him chuckle.