Everyone knows the feelings of a full blown crush, you find that special someone and you slowly develop feelings for them. A slow and gentle process, when you see this special someone it's like your heart is gonna explode. You feel almost numbed by their presence.
There are days where it gets bad and you feel like the world has ended because they don't love you back. But you still do your daydreaming, about all the amazing possibilities.
I was alone. After everyone had left I started walking, avoiding the walkers at every cost. How long have I been walking I thought to myself with no one else around to talk to, I suddenly realized I had no idea. My heart stopped, I finally realized how scared I was to be out all by myself.
Mid thought, I was stopped by a sudden rustling in the bushes. My heart beat increased, I grabbed my small silver knife from my holster strapped to my belt. I slowly moved toward the movement.
"Watch out, we're heading toward a clearing. Keep your weapons out." A voice. I haven't heard a real voice in what feels like months. Four people emerged through the bushes and immediately locked their eyes on me, like I wasn't real.
The first thing that caught my attention was a boy, my age. He was wearing a worn sheriff hat, along side him was a man standing a foot taller than him. The resemblance led me to believe that was his dad. After a short while the boy finally spoke up.
"Who are you?" He said looking very anxious.
"Er… I'm Patrick" I choked out, holding a hand out in front of me waiting for it to be shook. Looking down at my hand the boy reached out and shook it very gently. "I'm Carl." A grin appearing on his freckled face.
I awoke drenched in sweat, I don't remember my dream but I suspected it was harsh. I heard people shuffling around so I decided to get up and get breakfast. I got up and started walking down the hall.
"Patrick! Wait up, I didn't know you were up." I knew that voice from anywhere, Carl. He ran up alongside me gasping to get his breath back.
"Hello Carl." I said cheerfully, my heart fluttered at his name. I got startled by the sudden sensation that ran through me, I've never had that feeling around someone.. Let alone Carl. I felt my cheeks turn pink, then I realized he was talking to me.
"I was wondering if you wanted to help me work on the farm later, my dad is gonna be busy and I sure as hell can't do it alone." I got sort of anxious at the question because I had never working out on the farm before. Carl waited for his response and of course I agreed.
Soon after we arrived at the mess hall sort of thing we all ate at, the jail was large fitting the lot of us. The mess hall looked almost completely full, except for a few empty rounded tables off to the side. I walked through the line and waved at Carol, who was on serving duty today. Oatmeal and blueberries was the meal this morning, I sat down beside Carl who sat alone.
Carl broke the long silence with a simple "How are you?" I replied with a grunting sort of noise, and then asked him how he was his reply was different than I expected.