Chapter 4 ~ Maddy's POV
The cell door swung open revealing the murderer, why hasn't he left yet? Has Rick let him stay…?
"What are you doing here?" Carl says, glaring.
"Well, I thought I'd hang out with some people my age, and my name is Jet," Jet says, shyly.
What the hell? Does this mean that Rick let him stay here? That he's a part of our group now? Rick is supposed to be cautious about these types of things! He was the one who created the three questions.
"Rick let you stay?" I yelled, standing up from the bed, making my way to him. "What the hell? You think you can just murder my family and waltz right in here asking to be friends!?"
"Hey! I told you I'm sorry! You don't understand, I… There's more to the story but I can't expect you to understand it," Jet shouts, walking away from the cell.
I watch him walk away down the small corridor, wiping his reddening face. What the hell? More to the story? I call bullshit.
"Maddy? Maddy, it is okay. Just calm down," Chelsea says, putting her hand on my shoulder and leading me back.
"We're just going to have to accept it," Sam says, in a calm voice.
"You guys can but I'm not going to," I say and everyone knew that was my final decision.
"CARL, MADDY, SAM, CHELSEA, MEETING NOW," Daryl calls out, so we all get up and walk down to the meeting.
"Okay, now that everyone is here," Rick says, eyeing us, "We've just been informed that the Governor has reassembled a new group with hard fighting people just like us. So, I've decided to form a couple of groups to go to different places to get as many weapons, ammo, whatever supplies you can get. Just get anything,"
"Alright, so in my group I have Glenn, Maddy, Carl and Jet," Daryl says as each of the people gets up and walks over to Daryl.
We all hop into one car and set off onto our journey, Glenn sitting in shot-gun, Me on the side and Jet on the other side with Carl in the middle and with Daryl driving of course.
I glance at Jet a few times; he sat there just staring out the window, looking extremely uncomfortable. "So, what are we going to be checking out?" I ask.
"Well, by the looks of it there's a drug store, general store and a line of houses. Sounds simple enough," Glenn says, looking at our marked spot.
"Let's just hope there's still stuff in any of those places," Carl adds.
I nod in agreement and stare out the window. Up ahead I spot two kids, they looked about 8 and 10 years old. I was just about to call to Daryl for him to pull over because it seemed as though he didn't notice them but I realised that it was little Johnny and Carrie and I gasped.
"What is it?" Carl asked, Jet inquiring too.
But as soon as I saw them they disappeared, like they were never there. "I thought I saw something, but it doesn't matter,"
Carl says OK and stares out the front window again but out of the corner of my eye I notice Jet still looking at me. Is he asking for trouble? Because I'd be glad to smack him one…or two or maybe five thousand times.
I stared out the window again but it still felt as if someone was staring at me so I turn my head to face Jet and his eyes grow wide, as if he's been caught doing something he shouldn't.
"What's your problem?" I say loudly, causing Carl to look at me.
"S-sorry, nothing is my-
"Next time, take a picture. It lasts longer!" I say, cutting Jet of in midsentence.
"Well guys, you better chill out because we're here," Glenn says. The car stops and Glenn and Daryl hop out first, then Jet, Carl and I.
"Alright guys, this may scare you a bit but you're going to have to get used to it," Daryl starts.
What was he on about?
"Me and Glenn will be checking out these stores since the car is here, so we'll be lifting heavy stuff and carrying everything and loading it into here. Y'all gonna have to work together to search each of these houses, we'll come looking for you when it's time to go,"
"Jet's not coming with us," I say.
Daryl looks at me for a moment and walks up to me, putting his arm around my shoulders.
"Let's go for a bit of a walk, okay?" I turn back to see Jet looking worried, was Daryl going to tell me the 'rest' of his stupid story?
"Look darlin', you know I care for you? As soon as I saw you, all wrecked and banged up you reminded me of…Someone else I knew a while back. Carl is strong, quick thinker and cautious just like his father. I believe that Carl will take good care of you, okay? I'm sure he won't let Jet do anything," Daryl explains.
"It's not that, I can handle myself. I'm worried that he'll hurt Carl, or someone we might meet. What if he runs off with the stuff we collect? You can't just let him walk around like he's not a murderer!" I say.
"We're all murderers. Every single day we kill someone," Daryl continues, "Besides, Rick told me to make sure I don't treat him badly or any differently. I'm sorry, but I have to do what Rick says,"
I finally agree but I also make it clear that I am not be-friending Jet in any way, at all. So we walk back to the group and Carl instantly asks if I'm alright. I nod and lead the way to the houses. In the first house, we find a couple of handy things so we leave quickly and make our way to the second.
"If you don't mind me asking, but are you two an item?" Jet asks, politely.
I look at Carl and he looks back at me, "It's kind of complicated, I guess," I say, Carl nods and we continue on in silence. Once we reach the house we split up, Carl and I search upstairs while Jet stays down.
"So, uh. What do you mean, 'it's complicated'?" Carl asks, suddenly.
"Oh, sheesh Carl! I'm sorry if I confused you! I just wasn't sure how to answer…Because I don't know. I was kind of waiting for us to talk about that kiss," I say, hoping it was the right thing to say.
Suddenly Carl's face lights up and he blushes. "Well, I know I liked it. Something other than killing walkers, finally,"
"You know, I could lie to you Carl," I say, and Carl looks up at me, concerned. "I could be all romantic and say that you were my first kiss, and that by that kiss I realised my love for you! But I'm not that kind of person. You weren't my first kiss, and I don't love you," Carl looks down at his feet, sadly, "Don't take that in a wrong way. You know I care for you, and you know I'd do anything to keep you alive! I love you, but not romantically. Besides, I never said that I won't come to love you. It's just; we've only known each other a little over 3 weeks. So, of course there's still a chance of anything happening between us, just not right now,"
Carl looks up and smiles happily. "At first I was confused what type of feelings I had for you but what you just said made everything seem a lot clearer," he says in reply.
I sighed in relief, "I'm glad we cleared things up. I'm pretty sure that kiss we shared was because we were both upset but that doesn't mean that I didn't like it, it was great. Maybe we can try it again some other time?" I say, flirtatiously.
"Yeah sure, that's a promise," he replies.
Carl's POV
We finished searching upstairs and I felt so much better after having that talk. I was just confused and she cleared it up, basically explained it to, and I was glad we weren't an item at this point in time. It wouldn't be real love if we decided to make a relationship happen. I was also glad that she said we could be together in the future. To be honest, I can't wait for that promised kiss.
Maddy starts to head downstairs while I finish up checking a closet in one of the hallways. I searched for a while but didn't find much, and I realised how quiet it had become.
"Maddy?" I ask. After a few seconds there was no reply, and I hear a muffled scream as well as a shout of surprise. Jet?
I follow the noise quickly and find them in the living room, each with a gun pointing at their temple. Two men I've never seen before held the guns and stood there. I slowly lift my gun up, just out of protection. I stare at Jet, his eyes wide with fear, staring straight at mine. Then I turn my attention to Maddy, she looks at me worriedly. Of course she's worrying about me when she's the one with a gun to her head!
"Put the gun down," a calm voice says, but strangely familiar. In walks a man with an eye-patch covering his right eye, the Governor, I slowly put my gun down and stand up straight again, holding my hands in the air.
"Now, I'm going to be taking these two hostages peacefully, I don't want to hurt anyone," he says, calmly.
I tense up and wonder what he would do to them, especially Maddy. "Please, please don't hurt them," I say, carefully.
"Oh, don't worry. I won't hurt them, the only person who can is Rick," he says.
Did he mean that as only Rick's decision could hurt them? He's definitely going to use them to get the prison. Dammit!
Suddenly Jet kicks his leg backwards, hitting the man in the groin, which distracts the other man.
"Maddy, run!" Jet screams as the other man pins him down, but it's too late. The Governor shoots his gun in the air, causing everyone to freeze.
The man grabs Jet and forces him down to a kneeling position. He's just about to pull the trigger…
"No, we won't be killing him. We need him for later. Sorry Carl, but I can't promise you that this one," the Governor says, kicking Jet in the stomach, "will be unharmed," and then I hear footsteps behind me, a sharp pain to my head, Maddy calling my name and the sound of my body hitting the ground with a thud.
A/N; Hope you liked this chapter and the action in it! Yes, I haven't killed off the Governor and I know there are a lot of haters out there but don't worry! I loved the Governor as a character but I agree, it started to make the TV show storyline a bit boring because it was always him doing the same thing over and over but in this I'll try to make him do different things, especially unexpected things. In the next chapter you'll be finding out stuff from Jet's past... Reviews are much appreciated, Bye for now! x And a special thanks to 'French Fries' - a guest- who reviewed the first couple of chapters !