Chapter 12
~Past~
Shane shot me a look that said 'shut-the-hell-up.'
I rolled my eyes at him again and went back to my eggs.
I tried to tune everyone out, not really being in the mood to interact with them. They were just chatting about plans and other things that didn't spark my attention.
But then something changed.
A loud alarm went off.
Everyone looked around at each other.
"What the hell is that noise?"
~Present~
"What the hell is that noise?" Daryl asks, throwing down his fork.
We all looked at each other than at Dr. Lonely. He sat down his fork and wiped his mouth. He sat there with his hands in front of him. Shane stood up quickly and grabbed the back of his collar, "What the fuck was that noise?"
Silence. Shane growled and drug Dr. Weirdo out of the café, the others followed after him. I stayed back, knowing that something was going to happen. I ran to the offices that we were staying in and checked each room, packing this up for when we leave. I moved everything to the hallways for easy retrieval. When I made it to mine and Carl's room, I packed my things first then his things. I was counting the supplies that I had stolen, when the lights went out.
I groaned and pulled out my flashlight from my backpack. I flicked on and continued to pack everything up.
I was just finishing up with Carl and I's things, I heard yelling coming from the hallway. I poked my head out and saw that it was the rest of the group. I saw my mom and sister looking around, probably looking for me. I stepped out of my room and called out to my family.
"I am right here!" My mom and sister turned around, looking at me. They ran over to me and pulled me into a hug.
"We were so worried." My mom caressed my head.
I hugged them back, "I'm fine, mom. What is going on?"
Sophia was the first to pull away, "The place is gonna blow up. We need to get out." I nod.
"Luckily, I went around and packed as much as I could. I need to grab my bags from mine and Carl's room." My mother nodded and released me.
I walked back into my room, seeing Carl trying to pick up one of my bags, "Stop. I got it." Carl looked at me and glared a little bit.
"You know, I can do more than carry light bag." He lifted the bag, and almost fell backwards.
I laughed and took it away from him, "I know you can, Carl. There are medical supplies in that bag, very important medical supplies." I set it down and handed him a lighter bag, "here, this one has some blankets in it. They are important, but light." He took the bag and grabbed his other bags.
"Move out!" Rick yelled, ushering everyone down the hallway to the stairwell. We ran up the stairs, though I was struggling. Glenn saw me start to fall behind and grabbed the medical bag. I sighed and picked up the pace. We got to the entrance, noticing that the gate was still down.
Rick turned to everyone, "We need to break the glass. That is the only way to get out of here." Shane, Daryl, and T-dog went at the glass with their weapons. I looked around and noticed that Jac, Dale, and Andrea weren't with us.
I looked up at my mom, "Where are Jac, Dale, and Andrea?"
She glanced down at me before returning her gaze to Rick, "They stayed behind." I gasped, as she went up to Rick, "Rick, I might have something that will help."
Shane chuckled darkly, "A nail file ain't gonna help, Carol."
She glared at him, "I found this," She held out a grenade, "your first night at camp. It was in one of your pockets."
Rick smiled at my mom, "You are genius," He took the grenade from her, "Okay everyone get back." Everyone moved behind a pillar as he pulled the pin. He sucked in a deep breath and chucked the grenade across the room. We watched as it hit the window and exploded. Everyone picked up the things that they sat down and ran towards the window. The older guys went first, to help the others out of the broken window.
We ran towards the cars, trying to not drop anything as we went. I followed Daryl and Glenn, both of which were headed toward Daryl's truck. We tossed our things into the back of the truck and ducked down. Daryl looked over the hood as saw something that made him stand up, which made Rick and Shane stand up.
Everyone looked up, only to see Dale and Andrea climbing out of the broken window. I looked over at Rick, who was looking at his watch. His eyes widened, "GET DOWN!" Dale and Andrea ducked behind some sand bags. Everyone else dove behind the cars. Glenn tried to shield me from the blast but it was too late and I was thrown back.
Once everything calmed down a bit, every one noticed Walkers coming towards. "WALKERS!" T-dog yelled. Everyone, but me, rushed towards the cars.
I groaned, "Guys! I can't get up." I yelled, trying to sit up. I hissed, pain began to radiate through my side.
"Shit," Daryl whispered, racing over to me. He picked me up, making me wrap my arms around his neck. I watched Glenn take down a Walker as Daryl laid me down in the passenger side of his truck.
Once Daryl was safe inside his truck, Glenn ran back to the RV. He shot us one last look, before slamming the closed behind. With everyone safe in a vehicle, we drove off. I reached up and grabbed my seat belt, making sure I was safe.
Daryl shot me a look, "You alright?"
I nod, sucking in a breath, "I think so. My ribs hurt, might have broken one or two."
'Daryl, is my baby alright.' My mom's voice came through the walkie.
He shook his head and grabbed the walkie, "Hey, Cara might have broken a rib or two. Her word not mine."
'Oh, my!' I groaned and grabbed the walkie from him.
"I am fine, mother. I've been hurt worse."
Another sob came through the walkie, which made Daryl groan.
"That didn't do any good, girl."