Broken

Chapter 2- Friends

     "Don't worry it's not as bad at it looks"
     "Stay here, if she tries anything just kill her. Michonne and I are going on a run."
     "Ok, I will be fine."
     I faintly keep hearing them talk. My head is going in so many directions, I feel woozy.
     "Here is lunch for the both of you"
     "Thanks dad"
     I open my eyes. I am tied up with quite thick wire and my knee is wrapped. I look around, the room is small and there is so much junk everywhere. It reminds me of my room when I had a house, I hear the man and women leave. The boy starts pacing around, with every step making a screeching noise. It's shouldn't be too hard to take on somebody my age. I could be out of here before the adults come back! The wires are the only thing holding me back. I look around, spotting a very nice axe but every single part of my body is tied up. I can barley move so I know that won't work. Footsteps start approaching, I put my head down and close my eyes. The door slightly opens and fresh air is let in. I enjoy the swiftness and pureness of it. I might have enjoyed it too much because a little sneeze came out.
     "Hey? Um, you alive?"
     My heart starts racing. Why did I sneeze? I know he can't be that stupid to think a knocked out person could sneeze, I test him though. Silence fills the small room quickly.
     "It's not play time man up, err um women up and stop playing dead. You can't do that forever and for sure you won't be able to get away from us or avoid us."
     Still with my eyes closed and head down, "Leave me be." He chuckles. "Laugh all you want because when I am done with you, it will rip every but of laughter you have left"
     "Woah, sass much? Last I checked, and I didn't check that long ago, every last bit of you is tied up to a wood plank and I seem to be walking around freely. So I would watch what comes out of that chatterbox of yours because I can make life a whole lot worse for you."
     "Screw you" I mumble
     "What? I'm sorry there was too much sass everywhere I could not hear you."
     I put up my head and open my eyes. My eyes meet his and it is just awkward silence for five minutes. His eyes are a beautiful blue, the type that would shine bright in the darkness of the night. His hair extends from his head to shoulders like a silky blanket sheltering his head. Realizing we both have been staring at each other way to long we both look down.
     "What your name?"
     I sat there for a while before responding. I thought about, I am not going to let some dude with cute looks trick me into whatever his group has planned for me. That's not how I roll and this is the apocalypse, I don't need a guy!
     "Do you remember your name?" He says laughing a little
     "You know, I don't see any reason for you to know my name so I think its time you went away."
     "You know, you should be grateful so much right now. You shot me and I am still making a effort to talk to you and not treat you like someone that shot me!"
     "Whatever" I mumble again
     "Stop mumbling! Either talk or don't say anything, mumbling gets you nowhere."
     "Whatever!! I could have survived and I never asked for you and your people's help!"
     "We saved your life!"
      "Wait is that a bird?" He looks behind us then looks back, puzzled, "wait no its looks like plane!" he still looks puzzled, "ohhhh I'm sorry it's a flying fuck that I don't give!" I say smiling
      "You can say what you want but without us you would have been lunch for those walkers"
     "Maybe I didn't want to live! This life is not a fun one so maybe I didn't care if i died! You can't make that decision for me!"
     "Just tell me when you want to die and I will gladly make it happen"
"I'm sure you will, I'm Amber"
"Well Amber I thought your name was information you didn't want me to know"
"Don't make me regret it, what is your name?"
"Carl, Carl Grimes. Amber isn't that bad of a name."
"Carl just sounds like you were supposed to be a girl named Carol but you turned out as a boy so your parents had to improvise." I say giggling
"At least my parents didn't just look outside and saw an amber tree then went off on that"
"I'm gonna slap you"
"With what hand, your hands seem to be a little stuck between wire," Carl lets out a devilish grin. We hear the front door open.
"Well better go talk to your parents."
"Shhh."
"You can't just--"
"For real shut up." He covers his hand over my mouth and I push it away. He then closes the door to the small room where we are and sits next to me. We both hear voices but Carl is very uneasy. I can tell the people that walked in were not his parents. We listen closely and hear many different voices, about five.
"Search and collect any food or things you find useful."
"And what if we don't? You gonna kill us like you did to that one bitch that didn't share food?"
"I suggest if you wanna keep living to go start searching this place"
"No it couldn't be, could it?" Carl mumbles to himself.
"What?" I whisper
"Oh nothing. We need to get out before they find this closet and open it"
"Where are we anyway?"
"We are in a small barn. It's real messed up and if we move the floors will male too much noise."
I can feel myself starting to sweat. "Well? When will your parents be back?"
"I don't know, and Michone isn't my mom she is just a friend"
"Oh." He looks around the room and finds a hole directly behind me.
"There is a hole we gotta go!"
"I'm tied up remember?"
"Shoot," he looks around the room for something to get me free. There is nothing but rusty buckets, horse shoes, more wire and a whole bunch of extra wood. "I... I" there are clear footsteps approaching we both stop whispering immediately. "I am going to go find my dad and Michonne, don't do anything till I come back. Be as quiet as a dead person" the footsteps fade away.
"No wait!" I say louder than expected. But Carl already left I start to breathe heavily. I must have said 'no wait' too loud because the footsteps start approaching again.