Chapter 19:

Third Person POV

bang!

Pain radiated through her body as the bullet tore through her soft, scarred flesh. She didn't even have time to register what had happened before a black fog started to consume her vision.

Carl screamed, falling to the ground next to his fallen friend. Blood was seeping out of her stomach and onto the bright summer grass. Tears trailed down his face as he looked up at his father, his eyes begging for help. Rick saw the pain in his son's eyes and ran to his side. Pressing his hands to her wound, Rick spoke calmly to his son.

"Carl, I need you to get me a cloth or something to her wound, something to stop the bleeding." Rick said, his voice soft but fierce. Carl nodded and grabbed her backpack.

She screamed out as she felt pressure on her wound. She wanted it stop. She wanted the pain to go away. She wanted the comfort of darkness, but something was nagging her. It was telling her to open her eyes, to keep fighting.

Her eyes opened for a second, not locking on a single detail. She didn't know where she was, but she did know that she was moving at a slightly brisk pace. She could hear voices, but not make out what they were saying. She could feel the intensity behind one of the unknown male's voice. He sounded young, like Carl. Was it Carl, telling them to hurry?

Ottis looked down at the young girl resting in the frantic officer's hands. She couldn't be more than 12 years old and he shot her. It was an accident, I swear on my wife that it was an accident, Lord. He thought as he led the small male dominated group back to Hershel's farm.

Shane Welsh ran next to his best friend, hand gripping Carl's. "Where is the damn farm, man?" He yelled, glaring at the heavier man.

Ottis glanced over at the angry man. "It is just a head, I promise." He panted, trying not to get himself killed by the unstable man.

Shane dropped Carl's hand and rounded on Ottis. Shane grabbed his collar, "Listen here, you better not be lying to us. That little girl means somethin' to our group."

Ottis shook his head. "I ain't lyin'. There is a farm with a doctor on it just over that hill, I swear."

Shane threw him backwards. "You best hope so." Shane growled at the frightened man and rushed off.

Rick looked at his friend, silently wondering what was going on with him. Rick didn't think about it for long, because the bleeding girl in his arms cried out in pain.

Cara screamed, feeling a harsh tug at the torn flesh of her stomach. She felt her body sink into a soft material.

'I promise to be a better person, if you allow me to live Lord.' She thought, her unconscious body convulsing caused by massive amount of pain her body was going through at that moment.

She wanted to give up, to give into the pain but she knew she couldn't. Her sister needed her, her mother needed her- hell even Daryl needed her.

She has to pull through.

'She has to pull through.' Carl thought, holding onto her hand.

~ A/N

Hey, friends

It has been a long time. like a really long time. I know I am an awful person for not writing more chapters after I said that I would, but I have a valid excuse.

I am taking 16 credit hours and I am working full-ish time at my job.

Plus! I did start seeing someone.

I know that this was a super short chapter, but I didn't know what else to do. I wanted to get you guys a new chapter before my break ended and I have to back to focusing on finals until winter break. I might get a couple of chapters in during winter break, depending if my boyfriend is still working on his Thesis or not.

How are you guys? Anything new in your life? Thank you for following, favoriting, and reviewing this story. Please review for another chapter. I really need some motivation.

Love yall!

G-V Princess