Nothing Here •Carl Grimes Fanfic•

Chapter 9

"Yana? What happened to your parents?"
I was ripped out of thoughts of Sarah's mother by the adrupt question. "What?" She looked at me. "What happened to your parents?" She repeated. "They're dead." I said confused. If your parents aren't with you they're pretty much assumed to be dead. "No...I know that...I meant what happened before they died. Like how did they die?" She looks innocent but she's guilty of stirring up feelings of grief for my mother that I'd buried a long time ago. "My mother died of cancer when I was ten. My dad was probably eaten by a Biter."
"I'm sorry." I looked at her. "Don't be. It's over."
"It doesn't have to be."
"What do you mean?"
"Someone's not completely dead until the memory of them is dead too."
I smiled at her and then closed my eyes.
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I'm in a forest looking around. My hunting knife is in front of me. Suddenly there's a rustle in the bosh to my left. I slowly walk towards it my knife ready. I move the bush slightly and smile. A rabbit is looking back at me, frozen in fear. Just as I'm about to plunge my knife into it a voice sounds behind me. " Well looky what we have here." The man looks about thirty years old but when he smiles an evil grin his teeth look like they belong to a hundred year old homeless man. Before I could move there was an ear piercing scream from a familiar voice. The next thing I knew I was crashing through the forest Sarah's name coming off my lips and footsteps sounding behind me. As i was running i shoved my knife into its sheath and covered it with my shirt. I stop at the edge of our camp and take in what's happening before me. Our campsite looked awful as if someone had ransacked the place. In front of our tent a middle aged man was holding Sarah by her hair. I could hear Adam crying in the background. "Don't touch her." I said to him glaring at him so hard it hurt. "Now now sweetheart. We aren't gonna hurt her. We're just gonna have some fun." Said someone from behind me. I tried to spin around but before I could move someone grabbed me from behind and something ss dowharp was held to my neck. I didn't need to look down to know that the man holding on to me was holding a knife to my throat. The man holding me started to slide a hand down to ass and he grabbed it roughly and laughed when I flinched from the pain. The other man took Sarah and tied her to a tree. He started packing up our things. "Hey Joe! I'll take these things to the car." And as he promised took every last one of our belongings and walked away.
The man holding me took the knife from my neck and shoved me to the ground. He then stratled me and held my hands down. He kissed me roughly and then tried to undo the button on my pants with only one hand the other one holding both of my hands. I took the opportunity and slid one of my HDS out of his hand and grabbed my knife. Before he could protest.