I need you here with me // Carl Grimes [EDITING]

Twenty Six - Tearing At The Seams.

I woke up to Mika, lying in my bed next to me, she used to do that when she had nightmares...

'Mika...' I shook her lightly

'yes?' she rubbed her eyes sleepily

'never mind...go back to sleep.' I kissed her forehead and climbed from me and carls bed, we hadn't talked since I slapped him, I really needed to apologize to him...

I changed into my leather shorts, knee high black sock style tights, black army boots and stripy navy blue, long sleeves T-shirt.

I adjusted my gun in it's holster and my knife in it's holder that hung from my belt, but decided to leave my Axe behind in my cell along with my backup gun in case Mika needed it.

'Carl!' I shouted and ran towards him, in the cafeteria

'CARL!' I shouted again ,earning funny looks from some people

'what lydia?' he stared down at the food on his plate, he hasn't even touched it...

'can I speak to you? in private...'

he grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the cafeteria and into the wash room.

'what did you want to talk to me about?' he played dumb

'look. I'm sorry for slapping you, I didn't mean it ,I just get really protective over Mika and Lizzie ,I just couldn't control myself, I understand if you want to break up with me...' I said slowly

he intertwined both his hands with mine, then put his hands on my hips

'why would I do that?...' he whispered, than softly kissed my neck

I looked over his shoulder as he continues to kiss me and noticed red and brown stains on the floor and a pair of glasses...

*flashback*

'can I go to the bathroom, I don't feel very well...' Patrick said

'what happens if you end up out there all alone and you don't feel well, are you just gonna give up?' carol said and placed a knife back in the case.

'no, I just don't wanna yak on somebody.' he rubbed his stomach

'go.' carol said

*end of flashback

at story time he left to go to the bathroom and nobody saw him since...

'Carl...' I gulped

'yes...' he mumbled against my neck

'Carl...seriously...' I pushed him back a bit

'what?' he asked now stood in front of me

'where's Patrick?' I asked and stared at the glasses on the ground

'I haven't seen him since, I was watching you guys at story time...'

'look...' I walked past him and picked up the thick blood coated glasses

'oh no...' Carl said, before a shriek came from cell block C...