Mia
My head has been spinning ever since Carl found me, but the thing that shocked me the most was the fact that Carl's dad was alive. I was so happy when I saw him well though. He was my favorite adult. He treated me like a daughter, more than my parents ever did. If I wasn't at home, I was at the Grimes' house. After I gave Mr. Rick a big hug, the man he was talking to ran up.
"Is everything ok? Wait, who's the broad?" he asked in a southern accent.
"This was Carl's best friend before the walkers came along and ruined it," Mr. Rick explained.
The man walked over to me. He was a pretty scary guy, and I guess he was trying to scare me.
"Daryl, leave her alone. I'm ok with her, and you will be soon," Mr. Rick said.
Daryl stopped and stuck his hand out. I shook it and he said
"Well Girlie, you've got quite a handshake. The name's Daryl," he said.
"I'm gonna go have her meet everyone else," he said as he led me into the building.
Once we got in, we saw Glenn with a girl. She was very pretty, and I thought that they might be a couple or something. Carl said
"Hey, Maggie, got someone for you to meet!" She turned her head and followed me down the stairs with her eyes.
She had her hand over her gun until Glenn put his hand on her shoulder. After that she relaxed. She held her hand out and as I shook it she introduced herself.
"Maggie," she said stiffly.
"Mia," I replied.
Glenn stuck out his hand too.
"I didn't really officially meet you… My name is Glenn," he said.
I shook his hand and said "Mia."
I smiled and Carl led me off into another part of the building. I realized that it was a prison after he led me to the cell blocks. He knocked on the door of one with a man missing a leg and a young woman of about seventeen. They looked up, and they let Carl in.
"Beth, I think I told you a little bit about my last year in school," he said.
She nodded, and she was about to say something.
"Wait for it!" Carl said, "This is my best friend," the woman looked surprised.
"She's the girl you were talking about?" she asked in an accent similar to Maggie's.
I held out my hand and she took it.
"Beth," she said dazedly.
The older man took my hand next.
"Dr. Herschel Greene," he said. I gasped, "You guys have doctor?"
They all nodded. Then I realized something.
"Hey, are we going to run into your mom anytime soon?" I asked.
We entered a silence and I felt Carl stiffen beside me. He grabbed my hand and led me out of the cell, and into his own. I could tell it was his, because it was a messy as his old room. The litter in this room wasn't clothes or toys, but boxes of supplies that he'd gathered. He said on his bed with his head in his hands. His body shook and he was obviously very upset. I sat next to him and he looked up. His face was stained with tears. I hugged him and asked him why he was to upset.
He whispered, "I killed her."