Carl Grimes || Bite 😭😭😭

You were Carl's girlfriend, but lately he'd been very curt, distant, as if something was eating him up inside. You didn't know why, and he didn't tell you anything.

They were in their room; he went to the kitchen while you sat on the sofa, reading a comic book. When he returned, he looked paler than usual, with beads of sweat on his forehead. Without saying anything, he nestled against your shoulder and hugged you tightly.

—I love you very much... —he whispered, his voice trembling.

You felt a chill. You put down the comic and looked at it closely. Its breathing was heavy, and when its shirt slightly revealed a wound, it was a... bite? You stepped back.

—Carl... what is that?

He closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't want to face reality.

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