Fourteen year old Angel was abused and pushed around her whole life. Carl. Before he bullied her they were best friends, but he soon betrayed her and bullied her. Her father was abusive. Once the apocalypse gets put into gear she loses everyone but...
I wake up...ok I'm already board. I turn and face Carl. I cuddle up next to him, in a mid second he wraps his arms around my waist. I couldn't keep my giggles in.
"Mmhmmm." He moans.
"Hehehe!" I giggle.
"What's so funny?" He yawns.
"You." I smile.
"Ah ruuudde!" He says in a girly voice.
"I love you." I smile.
"I love you to." He says.
"Really because I love you more." I smirk.
"Noo. I love you the most." He says in a flirty voice.
He trys to kiss me but I dont let him.
"Baaabbyy...why?" He begs.
"Caaauusse you gotta earn your kiss." I smirk.
"Uhhhhh." He moans.
"Uhhhhh me!" I say getting up.
I jump up as he trys to grab me.
"Ha yes!" I laugh.
"Hmmmhmph your soo mean..." he says rolling over.
"Awwwww you mad bro?" I giggle.
"Yeah I'm mad bro." He moans.
I go in the bathroom and change into blue jean shorts, a grey tanktop, Carl's green plaid flannel (unbuttoned), and grey shoes. I leave my hair down.
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I come out and walk downstairs. I see Carl already dressed waiting for me.
"Can I have a kiss now babay?" He asks.
"No." I giggle.
"Awww but baaabbbaaay!" He whines.
"Babay don't be a cry baby." I laugh.
"How can I get one?" He asks.
I put his hat on.
"Catch me." I smirk.
I run our the door and down the street. Rick sees Carl after me and chuckles shaking his head. I smile and wave and continue running. I go into the wooded area I hide behind a tree and try to catch my breath. I start running again. I notice Carl ain't behind me. I stop in the middle of the woods and look around. I walk back a little ways and see Carl with somthing or someone pinned up against a tree.
I walk a little closer he's staring at Ella in anger.
"Carl?" I ask.
"Yes?" He hisses.
"Wasup?" I ask.
"Just setting a few things straight." He growls.
"Ok?" I say.
"Let's go." He says walking over to me.
He takes my hand and practically drags me along with him.
"Carl?" I ask.
No answer.
"Carl?" I ask a little louder.
No answer again.
"Carl?" I Ask A Tad Bit louder.
No answer.
"Carl your hurting my hand please let go." I say.
No answer still.
"CARL?!" I ask at a yelling tone.
He let's go and turns and faces me anger filling his eyes.
"What?! What do you want?!" I hisses.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"You should know!" He says.
"I don't." I say.
"You've lied to me! Played me!" He yells stepping closer to me.
I start to back up slowly in fear.
"You betrayed me!" He continues.
"No...no I haven't!" I say my voice shaking.
"Yes you have! Stop playing dumb!" He yells.
"I-im not I really do-don't please... sto-stop." I say on the verge on tears.
I back up into a tree.
"Stop playing stupid you know!" He says slapping me across the face causing me to fall to my knees.
He storms away. I'm shaking. I'm scared. I'm in shock. I'm crying. I sit up against the tree with my knees to my chest. Carl hit me. He hit me. After whet he did I thought he'd never do that. Death. Death is the only way out of this. What could kill me without pain? Drugs. A bullet to the head. Drowning. Being poisoned. Eating somthing I'm alergic to. No I'm not gonna doe because of him. At least I hope not. He'd probably kill me.
I get up and walk home I reach the sidewalk. I walk down it people stare at me puzzled. I go in my house Rick and Dad are first to see me. They look shocked, angry, puzzled, and did I forget to say angry?
"What happened you have a bruise?!" They freak out.
"Nothing." I say.
Dad grabs my wrist and pulls me twords them.
"What happened?!" He asks.
"Carlhitme." I mummer.
"What?" He asks.
"Carl...hit...me." I say.
Dad and Rick stare at eachother.
I walk upstairs slamming the door. I go into the bathroom and look in the mirror. I have a bruise on the right side of my face. I go outta my personal bathroom into my room.
I grab my blck and dark dark purple electric guitar and sit on my bed and start to play a song I'm making up outta the blue.
"Your a stupid, idiot, abusive, worthless boyfriend. Your just like the rest. You use me. You hit me. You play me. You emotionally hurt me and break me down. Your a lowlife player. I don't need you. I don't want you." I sing playing my electric guitar.
I put it down and lay on my bed.
"Carl Grimes your just like my real abusive dad." I whisper.
