This Crappy World

Chapter 1

You opened your eyes all you saw was a slight light coming from under the blindfold. You felt your arms tightly tied behind your back. "Someone better take this damn blindfold off me or I swear to god-" you got cut off by the the light poring in. A kid with chocolatey brown hair and icy blue eyes looked at you.

"Or what darling?" He smirked then placed the blindfold back over you eyes. You heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away.

"Wait please." You called out starting to cry. You heard the footsteps stop that start again this time coming closer to you. "I just- who are you?" You stared straight off. You felt his gentle hands on your chin he guided your head to the side and up so you faced him then he took off your blindfold fully. The first thing you noticed was the blood running down the left side of his face. Then you looked at his hands, the color of human blood, not brown like dried Walker blood. He smelt like fresh blood.

"I'm Carl." He smiled and fully took off your blindfold, you almost wanted it back on. He was horrifying, he looked about your age and was covered in head to toe in blood. Yet he was perfectly calm about it. You thought of the blood that must have rubbed off his hands when he touched your cheek. He had such a gentle touch but he seemed so cruel. "Who are you?" His voice was soft and welcoming.

"Why are you covered in blood?" You ignored his question. He cleared his throat and glared at you waiting for you to answer his question. "Oh me, I'm just a girl tied up here, but not for long, with a murderer staring into her eyes." You smiled a little, "Now what about my question?"

His face fell when you called him a murderer, he grabbed the blind fold and placed it back on your head. Before he could put it on though you swung you leg up and kicked him in his pride and joy making him drop to the ground. He sat up kneeling on his knees. "You little bitch." He coughed out. He grabbed out his knife making you tense.

"I-I'm sorry please don't kill me, do anything just don't kill me." You begged hanging your head.

He smirked a little getting up, "Wow usually when I threaten to kill someone they beg to be killed. Do you want to live in this world?" He picked up your chin so you looked up at him. He still had his knife in his hand. He pressed the flat part against your skin, "You try anything else, I will take joy in sticking this into you." You stared into his eyes. Then he leaned forward and kissed you on your other cheek. You felt the edge of the knife dig into your cheek. You felt blood trickle down the side of your face you went to scream but he had his other hand over your mouth. He pulled his lips away from your skin and the knife away from your cheek. His hand was still over your mouth and his knife was covered in blood, your blood. "Hush like a good little girl." He smiled pulling down the blindfold over your eyes and you felt his hand leave your face. You felt little tingles where he kissed your cheek and the other side was just numb. "Next time don't tell me to wait if you can't handle it." You felt his thumb brush off some of the blood on your cheek. "Im going to wash up." He told you but you didn't answer not wanting to aggravate him.