"The Dahlonega Dead" (Carl Gr...

By SydiaX

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My name Is Audrey. I used to live in a prison, but not for a while now. I went back recently, to find it dest... More

Carl Grimes FanFic "The Dahlonega Dead"
The Dahlonega Dead (Carl Grimes fan fiction)
Episode 1: Constant
Episode 2: Farewell to the Prison
Episode 3: Starting Point
Episode 4: Not Alone, Am I?
Episode 5: Friends Turned To Strangers
Episode 6: Start At The Beginning
Episode 7: I'm Sorry
Episode 8: Remember?
Episode 9: Sparks and Snaps
Episode 10: Pig's Blood
Episode 11: No Issue
Episode 12: In The Misery
Episdoe 13: Wal-Mart
Episode 14: Something's Wrong With Him
Episode 15: The First Ones
Episode 16: Should We Stay?
Episode 17: Hanging
Episode 18: Come Close
Episode 19: Normal Things To Worry About
Episode 20: Not So Normal
Episode 21: Not 5 Years Old
Episode 22: The People In Dahlonega
Episode 23: Never
Let's Talk Dead
Episode 24: Nightmares and Nosebleeds
Episode 25: Don't Make Me Remember
Episode 26: While Audrey Is Sleeping Part 1
Thank You!!!!
Episode 27: While Audrey Is Sleeping Part 2
Episode 28: Heavy Feelings
Episode 29: There's Something Wrong With Both Of Us
Episode 30: "You Should Leave"
Episode 31: Love and Lonliness
Episode 32: I'll Protect You
Episode 33: The Dirtier Things Get...
Episode 34: ...The Scarier Things Become
Episode 35: We're All Made Of Secrets
Episode 36: What Ceases To Remain
Episode 37: Freedom, Is An Illusion
Episode 38: Fleeting
Episode 39: Close To You
Episode 40: Forever
Episode 41: Dress Nicely For Dinner
Episode 42: Where Darkness Lies
Episode 43: Cruelty Was Never So Sweet
Episode 45: Risk For Those We Love
Episode 46: This Can't Last Forever
Episode 47: The Beginning Of The End
Episode 48: One By One
Episode 49: Always
Episode 50: Ending...
Still Here: Part 1
Still Here: Part 2
Still Here: Part 3
Still Here: Part 4
Still Here: Part 5
ANNOUNCEMENT
Chapters are up

Episode 44: Pressure Of Tears

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By SydiaX

                The door made a horrible sound when it opened causing me to jerk and open my eyes only to be blinded by a far off light.

                Tears stung next and I managed to see Stark standing in the doorway.

                “Get up. And make the princess wake up too.” Stark said in an emotionless superior tone.

                “Geh.” I frowned and turned to see Carl draped all over me. His head had found its way to my stomach, turning it into a pillow, and one of his hands was resting on the side of my breast, over my heart. The other was entwined with my fingers.

                I blushed at the remembrance of those soft lips slightly parted now, letting warm exhales dampen my silky dress and tickle my side, which was, a much more intense feeling than I thought possible. I’m ashamed to say, if it were all those hours ago, still darkness, I’d have that sensual feeling again, burning into me.

                “He’s not a princess.” I smiled and slowly lifted him until his head was cradled in my lap. “He’s a prince.” I giggled.

                He exhaled and shifted like he was trying to avoid getting up. I laughed and then mentally smacked myself. Moron. Lecher. Pervert woman.

                I saw Stark waiting. Getting impatient. Well screw you. Let him wait. Carl hasn’t woken up yet.

                I looked down to him again and saw his eyes slowly flutter open. Dang. He’s a prince all right. Boy of my dreams… but…

                “Are they letting us go?” Carl whispered even though he didn’t mean to.

                “Yeah. Under said terms from last night.”

                The morning light made his skin glow and the eyes he was born with made my whole body quake with desire. His shirt and coat covered most of his chest, but they fell off his stomach exposing the slim structure this life has molded for him.

                He shifted, trying to get up, which made my heart pounce at his seductive form, then finally stood, exposing his lean frame still dressed in those once upon a time expensive clothes.

                Carl just glared at Stark but turned away helping me up.

                After we were escorted outside, Vernetta held out two large coats for us. Afterwards, we were given specific threats not to leave the area, or they’d kill Roy or Gabby or whoever else. If I were only a little more on edge, I wouldn’t care. But as it turns out, I do. I don’t want people dying for me.

                An image of that little girls head being shot in two blazed again and the smell I’ve had to endure all night came back.

                “Hun” I bent over and let an odd colored liquid pour out into the snow.

                “Audrey?!” Carl turned and grabbed my long hair, pulling it back and started to hold me up. “Get some water!” He turned to the rest as if they were being ridiculous.

                Vernetta sighed and just walked away to do as he commanded.

                I had trouble breathing and a few reaction tears strolled down my eyes. Carl took his sleeve and wiped them away as he bit his lip.

                “You ok?” He looked absolutely terrified.

                “It was the smell.” True, the outside air was as clean as the snow on the ground, but he still knew what I meant.

                Carl didn’t say thank you when he grabbed the cup of water, so I sort of did a mock dance in my head when I drank the frigid cold substance. I thought it’d freeze my lungs but I drank it anyway.

                “Thanks.” I held the cup down but Carl still looked scared. “What?”

                He sighed and frowned. “Your nose.”

                Huh? Whoa!

                It was dripping all over the place. Blood that is. Into the cup, mixing and dancing with the once pure water… then little drops onto the snow at our feet. The blood on the white looked beautiful, but I just didn’t know what this meant. Were these nose bleeds just…meaningless, or did they have a weightier meaning?

                “Audrey!!” I heard Gabby’s voice yell as she ran over to us.

                “Gabby?” I turned and she threw herself into my arms making the cup fall. “Are you ok?!” She looked at my nose. “They didn’t…did they?”

                Punch me?

                “No…” I rubbed my head feeling really weird.

                Gabby just started to boohoo into my new coat. “What am I gonna do?!”

                I looked to Carl wondering if he knew what she was talking about but he just looked back at her.

                “What’s wrong?”

                “It’s Roy.” She pulled away and shakily inhaled.

                “He’s worse?” Vernetta intervened.

                Gabby just nodded.

                A few minutes later, and we were filled in. Apparently, late yesterday, Roy started to show signs of having a cold. Granny and Grant helped Gabby keep him comfortable, but it just got worse. On top of that, it seems he’s always been weak when it comes to things like this.

                I glared at Stark.

                “Hey! You’re a professor. Don’t you think you could help?” I frowned.

                He adjusted his glasses and continued to read.

                I hate those freaking glasses, and I hate that freaking stupid book. I’d kill him with either one if I could. “No.” He replied. “There is no way he can be helped.”

                “He must have a fever!” I argued.

                “Like I said…nothing to help.” He turned to look at me.

                “This is because I didn’t let you screw me isn’t it?!” Oh gosh. I did not just say that in front of everyone. Carl looked, well, confused, and quickly swiped his long bangs to the side. I took a moment to appreciate how he looked with that long wild hair of his.

                I looked down, embarrassed and bit my cheek to keep going. “What? It’s all out in the open.” This is definitely not me. I don’t even know what relevance this has. If I wanted to get something off my chest…this isn’t’ the way.

                “Forget it Audrey. Gabby, I’m sorry. But your brothers going to die. Best to put him down before he infects anyone else.” Vernetta shifted onto her leg.

                “No!!!” Gabby screamed back. “He’s…he’s all I have.” She raised her shoulders and smiled. “It’s not…possible.”She forced out, fighting whatever she held behind those eyes of hers.

                I could feel my heart start to pound to the point I couldn’t hear right. “I have an idea.” I scanned around the group of people.

                “What?” Stark put his book away and crossed his arms.

                I turned away, then looked back. It’s suicide…but it’s all we have.

                “There’s only one place that none of you have ever entered. We could find something in there. In the college.” Even Carl looked at me like I was walking on a tight rope.

                But that’s where we have to go.

                Where the walkers hide, live, and soon, might eat.

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HO HO! Well my little munchkins, what do you think? Will someone die next episode??? Hmmm…. Well, anywho, sorry if this wasn’t all that great. Bit of a filler.

Just wanted to say thank you to every single person who’s read and so on and so forth. It’s been amazing. I hope you stick with me till the end.

THANK YOU!!! BYAAA!!!

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