Time To Grow Up

Chapter 10: Asshole

…Cara's POV…

…Past…

I silently moved down the long hallway, making sure to look in all the rooms I can on my way. There were some rooms that were locked, so I couldn't get in. When I finally located the nurse's office, the door was locked. I rolled my eyes and reached into my bag, pulling out a little hammer I found in one of the offices. I also grabbed a rag from the bottom of the bag and wrapped it around the hammer. With one hard strike of the hammer, the thin glass broke. I brushed away the broken glass and reached in to unlock the door. I guess I missed a piece, because when I pulled away I cut my wrist on it.

"Really!"

…Cara's POV…

…Present…

I can't believe this. I thought as I tied a piece of cloth around the cut to get it to stop the bleeding. I stood up from the floor and packed the hammer back into my bag. I sighed before reaching through the window to unlock the door. I grinned as a heard the light click of the door unlocking. I pushed the door open, gripping my bag tightly.

The med cabinet stood on the far left of the room surrounded by steel tables with some other medical supplies. I quickly packed the bandages and disinfectant into one of the bags. I set the bag down and grabbed my hammer, breaking the glass on the med cabinet. Instead of sticking my hand in through the broken glass, I used the back of the hammer to wipe the glass away. Then I went to work stuffing bottles, vials, needles, and anything else I thought we would need.

With the bags filled with medical supplies, I headed back towards the others. I pray that no one noticed that I went missing, I don't want to get in trouble for taking things that are only going to go to waste.

Moving quickly down the dark hallway to the stairway, I tried to keep myself from stumbling under the weight of the packs. I'm not a naturally clumsy person, but trying to carry heavy bags up a flight of stairs in the dark can make someone clumsy.

I take a deep breath and push open the door that led to my group. I stuck my head out of the door, trying to see if anyone was coming. The hallway was clear, so I headed towards my room. I dropped the bags off and walked down towards the rec room, where I thought my sister and Carl were playing.

Noticing that the light was still on and the door was open, I walked right in. A loud gasp fell out of my mouth at the sight before me, Shane had Lori pushed up against the foosball table. His hand was up her shirt and hers were clawing at his neck. They looked like they were really going at it.

"Oh my god." I whispered, trying not to draw attention to myself. I use the word trying, because it didn't work. They heard me and jumped a part. Shane looked angry and Lori looked worried, "I'm sorry."

I turned around and ran out the door. I could hear Shane curse and start after me. I didn't look back, because I know he'd be right behind me.

I slid across the floor, trying to round the corner that led to the rooms. I gasped as I felt him grab onto the back of my shirt.

He grabbed me up and drug me into an empty room. He tossed me onto the floor.

"What did you see?" He hissed.

I just looked up at him and replied, "I saw you making out with Carl's mother. Rick's Wife. Your best friend's wife."

He growled, like some type of predator, "you didn't see anything."

I rolled my eyes, "I told you what I saw, I'm not going to lie and tell you that I didn't see anything."

He grabbed my hair and pulled me off the ground, "You aren't going to say anything to anyone."

I winced, "I wasn't going to say anything, you fucking psycho. I've known for months that you were banging her, but that was before Rick came back from the dead,"

He threw me back onto the ground, "Don't you dare say anything. I will kill you, if you even hint at it." After that, he got up and walked out of the room.

I stood up and mumbled, "Asshole."

A/N HEY THERE, HI THERE, HO THERE!

I am so sorry that it took me so long to write this chapter and for it being so short. I was dealing with taking Chemistry, Biology, and Capstone(End of college career class) all at one time. And I had to prepare for graduation and applying to a four-year school. Yeah I know, but I only graduated with an associates degree. I'm studying to be a counsellor for abuse victims and victims of sexual assault, and I need a master's degree.

I want to thank the people that have favorited and followed this story.

I'd also like to thank and witchpiper for commenting and wanting me to continue this story. You are awesome.

I will try and update soon, but I don't know when because I have to find a new job.

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G-V Princess