Chapter 6

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"Maci?"

I mumbled a small huh as I peeked out from my blankets. It was Carl.
"You need to get up and come outside." Carl said.
I nodded and stretched then sat up. I yawned and Carl smiled and walked out.

I just got out of bed and kept the same clothes on. I fixed my hair into a pony tail then went downstairs and outside on the porch. I put on my shoes then kept walking.
I walked towards the group that was surrounding a car.

"What happened?" I asked.
Glenn had blood all over him and his eyes were blood shot.
"Asshole!" He screamed at another guy.
Eugene came out of the seat and everyone held Glenn back.

"Nicolas go." Deanna pointed.
He walked off and Glenn shook his head and hugged Maggie. I looked at Carl confused.
"Noah." He mouthed.
I instantly looked towards the van. I opened the back of the doors and saw Tara. Some of the people got Tara and took her to the infirmary.

"Where's Noah?" I asked.
"He's gone." Glenn choked.
My stomach sunk.
"I'm so sorry." Was all I said. Glenn smiled and hugged me.
"Glenn come on." Rick said and he followed him

I looked at Carl.
I went up to him only a few inches away.
"What happened to him?" I asked.
"All I know is that it must have been really bad." Carl shook his head.
I instantly secretly followed Rick and Glenn secretly.

"Maci!" Carl yelled.
I put my finger on my mouth and he sighed and followed me. I stayed against the house by the porch.
"Don't believe anything that asshole says." Glenn gritted his teeth.
"He killed Noah. He didn't go along with the plan." Glenn said.
"Plan?" Rick asked.

"Walkers surrounded us. We got stuck in the doors. The plan was to hold the doors shut on both sides and break the glass. Nicolas freaked out and ran off which unbalanced the doors. The walkers teared him apart and I couldn't do anything. I had to watch." Glenn shook his head.

I covered my mouth and walked off. I kept walking.
"Maci wait!" Carl whispered chasing after me.
The dark was taking over the sky and the stars started to come out.
Carl turned me around.
"What?" I asked as tears started to fall.
"Why did you run away like that?" He asked.

"I wanna go to sleep." I said.
"Don't lie to me." Carl said.
I shook my head and continued walking.
"What are you afraid of?!?" Carl screamed.
I stopped in my tracks and turned around and walked up to him as I talked.
"I'm afraid of walkers chewing me and eating me. I don't wanna die like that. I wanna die old, not in this world. Not like that. That's what I'm afraid of." I said.

He stared at me in shock.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said.
I sighed and kept walking.
He followed me back to the house. I went in my room and sat against the bed.
"Can I come in?" He asked.
"Yeah." I said.

He sat down beside me.
"Everyone around us is dying." I said.
"So I'm scared." I looked at my hands.
"Me too. I don't wanna die." He shook his head.
I looked at his hands which were close to mine.
"What happened to you...before this place?" I asked.
He sighed.

"I mean everyone's lost people." Carl said.
"I lost a lot of people important to me...my mom...my Dads best friend who was like my best friend." He smiled.
"My Mom died giving birth to my sister...Shane..was his name, he turned after a fight with my Dad and I shot him." He said.

"I lost a good friend too. Sophia." He smiled.
"She got lost and turned." He bit his lip and shook his head.
"I mean a lot of crap has happened to me." He sighed.
"A terrible man ruined our place, the governor. Then we ran into people who ate others to survive. Then this place." He said.

"Wow...I'm so sorry." I said.
"Thanks I guess." He chuckled.
"Now what happened to you...you said you were gonna tell me." He said.
"BUT you don't have to." He looked at me.
I sighed.

"I've never had a family. I have never met my mom or dad. I don't have any siblings." I said.
"I've never had the feeling of a true family. I've been in a foster home all my life. A terrible one...one who beat the crap out of you for leaving your room when you weren't supposed to, or doing something wrong, for freaking everything." I said.

I stood up and lifted up my shirt to show my stomach. I pointed to a huge scar.
"This was from getting slashed for not wanting to eat." I said.
I turned around to show my back. A huge bruise.
"And that was from leaving to get out of there." I said.
"She kicked me multiple times." I said.
"But it's been worse than that." I shook my head and put my shirt back down then sat down.

Carl hugged me.
I smiled and hugged him.
"I know you don't know me yet, but I'll be here for you. I know your probably Lost but I'll help you find your way. I'll always be here. Always." He said.
I smiled.
"Thank you." I whispered.

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