Hi guys! I wanted to update earlier, but writer's block hit me while writing this. I kind of mashed two episodes into this chapter so we only have two more episodes until the season 4 chapters. It seems so far away! I want to thank Bvadams, FangaWolfLover, and TheEightFoldPath for reviewing.
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Last time:"I've missed you Beth. You don't know what it feels like to lose a sister." "Well when you were gone, I remembered Maggie and my memory is starting to come back."
I figured that he didn't want to talk to me right now, so I left and went to my cell. As I lied in my bed, I had enough time to wonder why he didn't want to speak to me. Maybe it was his teenage hormones kicking in or something really happened on that run. But what?
Beth's P.O.V.
I pondered over this question for several hours as I lie awake on the top bunk. I watch the shadows of owls as they fly about in moon light. I wasn't that tired anymore since I had a small nap earlier.
Daddy interrupted my train of thought when he came into the cell. He stood next me and I turned to him. "Bethy, I'm going to go talk with someone tomorrow with Rick and Daryl, so I might not be here when you wake."
"Is that why Andrea came here?" I inquired.
He nods. "We are going to talk to the leader of the town she is living in."
"Ok, good night Daddy," I say, hugging the older man.
"Good night, Bethy. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow morning," Hershel says as he sits on the bottom bunk and props his crutches on the wall beside him.
I turn back to the tinted windows and watch for shadows once more. My eyes become heavy, but I can't sleep. I inwardly sigh. It was going to be a long night.
It was probably a couple hours into the early morning by now. If can't sleep, I want to close my eyes for a bit. So I turned to my right, snuggled up tightly in the blanket and closed my eyes.
The next time I opened my eyes, the cell had become bright with light from outside. How long had I slept? I had only just closed my eyes. I didn't hear Daddy's light snores coming from below me. The crutches weren't next to the bed anymore. I hop out of the bunk and change my shirt fast. I leave my floral pattern shirt unbuttoned so your could see my dark undershirt and heart necklace.
Quickly shoving my boots on, I hop on one foot as I try to get my foot in it. As I walk out of the door, I run into someone. I steady myself and see that it was Carl that I bumped into.
"Sorry about that Carl," I say. He nods in response. I look down the corridor and back to him. "Do you know if my Dad left yet?" I asked.
"I don't think so. If you hurry, you might check them before they leave. They're out front," Carl says. I don't stay and listen to him. As soon as he finished the second sentence. I started running to the door that led out of Cell Block C.
The sun seared above me. I saw a truck and ran up to it. I knocked on the window, gaining Daddy's attention. Rick and Daryl were nowhere to be seen. He opened to door and I hugged him. After catching my breath, I say," I just wanted to say see you later. You know how I am with saying good byes."
We both stay silent as what I just said clicks in our heads. I had just remembered something else. I could see Daryl and Rick walking towards us in the reflection of the truck window. I hugged Daddy one last time and kissed his cheek. As they drove away, I waved. I stood outside for a bit before putting my hands in my pockets and walked back inside.
Carl's P.O.V.
I heard Dad get up not too long after the sun was above the horizon. After what felt like an hour, but probably was twenty minutes, I got up. I got off of the bunk and slid my boots on. Before I walked out of the room, I grabbed my hat and plopped it on my messy hair.
As I walked down the stairs, I thought about apologizing to Beth. I didn't need to take my anger out on her. I walked slowly past Beth's cell as she practically run straight into me. I stared up at her. It sucked being shorter than your crush.
Beth looked down at me as she pushed her messy blonde hair from her eyes. "Sorry about that Carl," she said to me with a slight southern accent. I nod as I look her up and down. "Do you know if my Dad left yet?"
I thought for a minute. Dad might want to grab some things before he started out to see the Governor. I gave her an answer and before I was even done, she started to run off.
"Ok then, bye," I whisper, waving. I watch as she turns a corner and disappears out of my sight. My mood has completely changed after talking to her She had always had that affect on me ever since I met the young Greene girl. Whenever I was sad or angry or anything I talk to her. She would make it better.
I started off towards the commons room and I saw that Maggie, Glenn, Merle, Michonne, and Carol were already in there.
"If this peace talk or whatever the hell you want to call it doesn't work, we have to fortify the prison to protect ourselves," Glenn says as I approach. That's true, we would have to protect ourselves, but as of late, I think Glenn is kind of working off of revenge. After all the Governor did whatever he did to Maggie so I see where he's coming from.
Merle pipes up as I sit at one of the tables. "We should ambush 'em. They won't be 'specting is since Officer Friendly is talking to 'em."
"No," Glenn says, shaking his head. "We can risk Hershel, Daryl, or Rick getting in the crossfire."
After sitting in the silence for a while, we all left, leaving Merle in the room by himself. Around the time of us being dismissed from the room, Beth came back in. She fell in step of her sister in front of me.
"So Maggie, what are we doing now?" she asked cheerfully, smiling at her sister.
"We're gonna reinforce the prison in case of attack," Maggie answered truthfully.
"So can I help?" Beth asked, knowing the answer was probably going to be no.
"I don't know why not. Just come with me and then we'll go back to where Merle is," Maggie said, Beth hugging her arm tightly.
I headed back to my own cell for a second. I don't know why I went back there. There wasn't anything I needed.
A few minutes later, I was heading back downstairs to the room I was previously in. As I made my way down, I had heard Merle say he was going to kill the Governor. Glenn said something and Merle replied to which I only caught the end of his sentence, "... and you pussy out like this?"
They then start to tumble down the stairs as they punch each other. Michonne and Maggie try to break them up, but it just won't work. Beth stands silently behind me, eyes searching the room for something. Once she saw something, she moved forward.
Beth's P.O.V.
I stood next to short boy as I look for something to stop the fight. I absolutely hated it when people fought. On the table next to a duffel bag, was a handgun. My body then went on auto-pilot and walked over there.
I picked up the gun, clicked the hammer, and shot it up into the ceiling in complete silence. Everyone stared at me. I lowered my arm and placed the gun back on the table and walked out.
As I realize what I had just done, the shock starts to kick in. I had just picked up a random gun and fired it. It was like my body knew what to do and I started to think about how I knew how to shoot a gun.
As I walk towards Jude's makeshift crib in Carol's cell, I think,'Daddy taught me since there was so many coons on the farm.' For some reason I felt tears prick up in my eyes. I wiped my eyes.
Carl's P.O.V.
I'm sure I can speak for everyone else when I say, what the hell was that? We all stared at the blonde as she walked away. Sure, I thought it was awesome how she just walked up there dauntlessly and popped a cap in the ceiling. Okay, maybe I thought it was a bit hot.
I turned back to the scene in front of the stairs. Maggie and Michonne had both stood up and gone back to what they were doing. Glenn dusted himself off as Merle sat on the stairs. I decided to... I'm not sure what I wanted to do. After thinking about it, I go outside.
Climbing the guard tower stairs, I think about everything that has led up to this. The CDC, the farm, mom. I stop and close my eyes for a minute. It still hurts to mention her sometimes. You could say that I still miss her. Of course I do. I did live with her everyday for thirteen years. And now she's gone.
Finally reaching the top, I could feel the mugginess of the outdoors once more. Not wanting to go to the outside part, I slide down the wall of the small enclosure. Taking off my hat, I run my fingers through my greasy hair and think about all the things that I've caused in this new world.
The first thing I think about is my indirectly killing Dale. I felt horrible about it for days, but Mom didn't understand why. I gave Mom her death. She was still alive, heart still beating in her chest. But now she's gone too.
I almost caused Morgan's death on the run yesterday when I shot him. I almost cost Michonne and myself our lives yesterday for some picture from before when we were still happy. From the good times. Judith needs to see something more than death and despair in this walker infested world.
My stomach growled with hunger and I realized that I hadn't eaten yet. Not wanting to go back to the prison yet, I dug in my pockets to hold me over. I pulled out a small pack of gum that I had found in one of the houses that we had searched over the winter. I unwrapped a piece of the gooey gum. Popping it into my mouth, I realized how old it probably was. It didn't matter.
I started to think back to before. Back when civilization was a thing. I thought about the food that I would never have again. Ice cream, milk, pizza. My mouth began to water. But we can't go back to then, not after what has happened. So I willed myself to stop thinking about it.
I sat up there for a while, a few hours at least, when I had heard the sound of a truck coming back to the prison. I jumped up and looked out the window, and sure enough, there was Hershel, Dad, and Daryl. Putting the hat on, I practically ran down the stairs and opened the gate for them.
They headed back to the cell block and I followed next to Dad. He seemed like he was in deep thought. He always adopted a sort of look when he was doing that and the look was becoming more frequent lately. I didn't say anything as we walked into Block C, not wanting to disrupt his thoughts.
He turned to me and said," Carl, I want you to gather everyone up and meet down here." Minutes later everyone is standing by the stairs.
Dad starts to speak," He wants us dead for what we did to Woodbury." He pauses before continuing. "We're going to war."
After going back to my cell, I had sat around for a while. I was so bored. For what seemed like the millionth time today, I got up and went back downstairs. As I passed the cells, I saw Hershel and Dad talking in private. I stopped by the door, checking to see if anyone else was out. I usually wouldn't eavesdrop, but I wanted to know what was so important that he couldn't tell all of us.
"Why are you telling me?" Hershel asks. I stood confused about what they were talking about.
Dad answers,"Because I'm hoping you can talk me out of it." Talk him out of what though?
Later that afternoon, after I helped strengthen the prison, I sat holding baby Judith. I think about the small group that consisted of Tyreese, Sasha, Ben, and Allen. I wonder if they are still alive. Probably they are alive, they were strong and lived out on their own for a while. But why Dad yell at them to get out. He wasn't even looking at they for the most part. What was he looking at?
I put Judith down for a nap not much later and went outside. I kinda wanted to go to the towers once again. I would always feel high up there, like there were no problems in the world. But I was just trying to block out the sounds from the fences. I was trying to block out the world, but it just wasn't possible.
I climbed the steps of the nearest tower, seeing Dad in the one across from me as I reached the top. I stood, staring at the things that we were trying so hard to keep out. They clawed at the fence as if it would budge.
Eventually, I decided to sit down, and thought to myself, slightly aloud perhaps.
How far would the Governor go to get something he wanted? Would he go as far as to break in here? I know Dad said we are going to war, but how far would we go to protect ourselves?
The sun started to go down when I stood up and took my eyes off the stumbling figures that I was forcing myself to watch. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I noticed Dad waiting for me. We walked back to the prison together.
Inside, waiting for us, were small plates of whatever was left from the cafeteria which was very little. We would have to go on a run soon. As I walked into our dining area, I looked up and saw a small hole from Beth. I smiled to myself as I sat beside my father and said girl.
Beth and I would glance at each other while we ate our small rations. It seemed kind of awkward between us for some reason that I didn't understand. Like Dad used to say, women are fickle creatures.
The rest of the night passed and we all went to bed except for Daryl and Merle who were guarding.
I lied awake for a few hours thinking of how far we would go to protect ourselves. After deciding that we would probably only go as far as actually killing the Governor, I fell to sleep.
Beth's P.O.V.
That night I fell into a semi-uneasy sleep. I dreamt about how I learned to shoot a gun. I was about 12, maybe thirteen years old when Maggie snook me out back along with Shawn to teach us in case of emergency. The first time Daddy actually taught me to shoot, he thought that I had never held a gun before, when I was 15.
That was a memory again. I was getting them all the time now. I might seem selfish by thinking this, but I don't want to go back to having all my memories. I don't want to know all the bad things that happened, I want to be innocent. I just want it to be like it was before with Shawn and Mom and all of us as a family. Sure, then I wouldn't know Carl or Carol or Judy, but I just want my old life back.
I woke up early the next morning. It felt like I hadn't slept at all last night. After lying around in a reverie, I decided to get up. I put my hand on my heart necklace. It used to be Mom's. I miss her not being here, but I guess that it's for the best that she isn't.
Slipping down from the top bunk, I quietly put my shoes on and walk out of the cell. Shoving my hands in a sweatshirt that I slipped on before I left, I started to walk down the hall towards Carol and Judith's room. As I peeked around the corner to see into the cell, I realized that they were both awake.
I walked in and sat next to Carol. "Hi Mom," I say and her head snaps up.
"Sorry, I'm not exactly used to someone calling me Mom again," Carol sighs for a moment, wiping her eyes. "It's been a long time. A real long time."
We sat in silence for a while until the rest of the group started to wake up. My mission today was to find out Carl was trying to distance himself from me no matter what. I waited until he was up to start my mission.
I followed him to the room that I shot yesterday. No one has really said anything about it, which is perfectly fine to me. I walked in stride with him after we ate our food. I would start with a subtle approach. "So Carl, what's new?" I asked.
"Well the fact that you were staring at me this morning while we ate was new. And really creepy," he replied. It was true. I sat on the other side of the room as him, trying to see if staring at him would make him say it. It didn't work. And neither did this approach. Time for the direct approach.
"What I was trying to get out of you is why are you trying to distance yourself from me? It's been ever since that day you went on a run. You keep avoiding me and I act like I don't notice," I say, small tears welling up in my eyes.
"I don't want to talk about it," he answered.
"Fine. I'll just follow you around all day and ask you until you snap," I say, crossing my arms.
Carl starts to walk away and I walk with him. "You were being serious?" Carl asks.
"Yep," I respond.
Carl's P.O.V.
It's been two very long hours since she has decided to follow me. I have chosen to use my selective hearing so I can ignore her. It's still very annoying. What seems like every five seconds she asks me the same question. "What's wrong Carl?"
Her voice drags me out of my thoughts. Again. I just want some peace and quiet for once around here. Even though the question is in good nature, I am getting really annoyed. I didn't answer her.
"What's wrong Carl?"
Her voice echoed through my head before I turned around and finally snapped. "Did you ever think that I was avoiding you to protect you? What if I do something stupid and I can't protect you? Then what? You can't just rely on me so go find someone else to follow around!"
I immediately regret the words that just came out of my mouth as I see tears start to form. "Maybe I will you jerk!" Beth yells at me before storming away in no particular direction. I force myself to stay there and not follow her. It try to convince myself that this is for the greater good, but I can't believe myself.
I sit in the tower by myself. It's calming up here. You can see the forest and the river from up here. I stare at my gun in my hands as I hear Dad walk up the steps. I put it in its holster before he even opens the door to the top.
I think he gets the point of me wanting it silent and I mentally thank him for that. He hands me a pair of binoculars and we stand side by side, father next to son, and look around the perimeter of the prison.
I really didn't know how to end this one so here you go guys! Remember to read and review. My finals are like next week and onward and then I can go to highschool after summer. Ugh, I don't want to!
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