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Carl's POV

Lena was acting a little strange. 

She had been fine for the last month with her asshole of a brother here. I don't get how she stands him. 

I woke up the morning after she started acting jumpy with her cuddling against my chest. She was sound asleep so I figure I'll let her sleep. 

I pulled on my boots and cowboy hat  and headed downstairs. 

"Morning Carl." My Dad smiled. 

"Hey Dad." I said then walked over to find Glen and Daryl whispering. 

"Heyy..." They awkwardly smiled at me. 

"What's going on?" I asked. 

"Why do you assume there's always something going on? Can't two dudes just talk? About manly stuff...like beer?" Daryl said.

"Really?" I looked at them skeptically.

"Kid, don't give me those disapproving teenage eyes. I know all your secrets." Daryl squinted his eyes. 

"Sure you do." I nodded. 

"I do, smart ass." 

"Ok, whatever you're not telling me, you can tell me. I'm a man now." I smirked.

"Just because your voice is deeper and you have a girlfriend doesn't mean you're a man." Glen laughed.

"I shave." I threw out. 

"Shave what? Your leg hair?" Darly high fived Glen. 

"Seriously, just tell me." I demanded. 

"S'nothing, kid." 

"Whatever" I walked away. 

Lena walked downstairs in my flannel and wrapped her arms around me. 

"Hi." She yawned. 

"Hey." I smiled. 

"Carl, I want you, Lena, and Noah to go hunting." My dad assigned. 

"Why does assface have to come?" I asked him. 

"To keep you from getting killed." Noah smirked. 

"Play nice, boys." Lena smiled, then quickly glanced at Noah, and looked at the ground. 

What's the matter with her today?

"Carl, c'mere a sec." Dad called. 

"I'll be right back." I kissed Lena. 

I walked over to my dad. 

"What?" I asked. 

"I want y'all to play nice." 

"I know, Dad. Don't shoot him, don't pick on him, i got it." 

"No, just keep an eye on him, too." My dad warned. 

"Why?" 

"Just do it." 

"Fine." I sighed. 

I walked back over to Lena to find her biting away at her nails on the stairs.

"You ok?" I asked. 

"Never better." She smiled and stood up. "Lets go." 

What was she not telling me? 

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