xxii. 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

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(   FIGHTS.   )
carl grimes.


warnings:
abusive relationship :((


word count:
1199


author's note:
this takes place at the prison


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[ CARL'S POV. ]

she's with him again.

her laughter bouncing off the walls of the prison. he's making her laugh. i felt my blood boil inside of me when he looked at me with a smug look on his face while he pulled her in a long kiss.

i wanted to punch him straight in the face, but i know i couldn't do that. my dad would ground me forever and she would hate me.

when they pulled away from each other, she pulled him in a hug, her back facing me and his face was seen clearly. he raised an eyebrow at me while smirking at me like a devil (he's already the devil himself).

i clenched my fist in an attempt to keep myself calm, but i know it wasn't working.

he intertwined his finger with hers and walked away. her face was filled with genuine happiness, while his face was lustful and he looked at her hungrily.

he only used her for pleasure.

i know that it seems like a douche move that i wouldn't tell her, my best friend, that her boyfriend is cheating on her and is only using her. i just don't have the confidence to tell her. she loves him. if i tell her, she'll be hurt and i can't bear to see her sad.

i walked away, defeated. the words ringing in my mind, 'she loves him and i'm just her best friend.'

• ° *。✧

i walked along the hallway of the prison, hands in my pockets and head down. as i was walking, familiar voices shouting at each other could be heard. i kept on walking, following in the direction of the voices and the more i walked, the more i heard of the argument.

"why the hell are you doing that to him?!"

"he needs to know that you're taken and that you're mine!"

"he's my best friend, you dumbass! what do you think would happen?!"

"don't be so stupid, (y/n). he loves you!"

i was in front of the cell that the argument was coming from. i realized that it was from (y/n) and her boyfriend.

i never expected them to fight because whenever i see them, they look happy, or at least they look like they are.

i see him raise his hand and before i could react, he slaps her on her cheek, making her hit her head on the wall and fall on the ground. without thinking, i stormed in and pushed him away from her. he seemed surprised to see me, but he was mad, regardless.

"dude, what's your problem?!" i said as i stood in front of her laying body on the floor. "back away, pretty boy. this chick is mine," he said, death glaring at me.

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