The Dead Walking 2

This is the sequel to The Dead Walking. You all know Izzy's story and how she came to meet Carl's group, but this is completely different. The zombies are changing. They're getting smarter. Trees aren't safe, wooden doors wont protect you. Nothing prepared her for what is happening to the world.


14. Want Is Much Different Than Need

             I already know what Rick will say. He wont want to leave the Prison. I always said that I wouldn't let anyone take care of me after my parents died. I broke that promise when I stayed with Carl's group. I cant say that I wish any different, but I see now that I have to keep it. I have to keep it. I have to stay by myself. I cant burden them with the extra responsibility of me. It hurts to think about leaving Carl. I know it will hurt him too, but he cant leave his dad, his group. I wont let him do that. Maybe someday I'll meet back up with them later.

            Carl went to talk to Rick a minute ago. Carl. I know what he will say. He will say that I cant stay here by myself and that if I'm staying then so is he. He's just as stubborn as I am. I stand up and decide I might as well figure out whats going on. I don't know where they are exactly, but I have a feeling its near the food. I walk all the way across the store to the food and see Carl and his dad talking. They don't seem to be arguing so that's a good sign. Maybe Carl finally came to his senses and decided I wasn't worth leaving his group over.

            "If you guys don't stay here then I'm going to stay here with her. I wont let her go off by herself," Carl shakes his head. Instead of showing myself, I hide behind a shelf and just listen.

          "I cant let you leave me Carl," Rick demands.

          "Well she does have a point. This place has much more supplies than the prison and the gates wont hold forever," he quotes what I said earlier.

          "I don't know Carl, what if Carol and Tireese show up with Judith at the prison and we aren't there. They wont know we are still alive."

          "Then we can split up for a little while. Keep a small group at the prison and send the rest here," Carl suggests.

          "I have to think about it Carl."

          "Well think fast," Carl snaps.

          Carl starts to walk in my direction. Crap! I run off in the opposite direction and dart down an isle that holds picture frames. I pretend to be looking at them as Carl stops when he sees me in the isle. I smile and say," Hi."

          "Hey. So I talked to my dad and he said he will think about it so there's a chance we can stay here," he responds happily.

          "But don't you want to stay at the prison? Isnt that your home Carl?" I shake my head.

          "I'll miss it yeah, but it wouldn't be the same without you Izzy. I cant live without you Izzy."

          "You would get over me you know. After awhile it would be like I never existed in the first place," I sigh.

          "How can you say that? Of course I would miss you Izzy! I love you!" he insists.

          "I love you too Carl. I love you too much, that's the problem. I cant bear to make you leave your group for me! I cant have you risking your life for me and taking care of me. You'll only get yourself killed and I cant be responsible for that," I shake my head and I feel a tear roll down my cheek.

           "Is that what this is about? Me trying to protect you? Me taking care of you? You think I'm trying to risk my life Izzy? No I'm trying to keep you safe and that's something I wont stop doing!" he yells angrily.

           "Exactly Carl. You wont stop risking your life for me," I whisper.

           "You took a bullet for me Izzy! In the chest! I think that's risking your life!"

           I shake my head. "That's different. I'm going to die someday Carl and I would much rather it be for someone I love."

           "You don't think that's how I feel?"

           "You have people to live for. You have your sister and your dad, your group! Who do I have Carl? My family are all dead!" I am crying now.

           "What about me Izzy?! I need you."

           "No. You don't need me, you just want me to be here. Want is much different than need," I shake my head again.

          He walks toward me and shoves his lips hard against mine. He is crying too. I wrap my arms around his neck and his arms hold my waist tightly. It feels nice to have him this close. Our chests rise and fall together. We are both breathing hard from crying. I don't want him to let me go. He pulls his head back and stares into my eyes. His watery blue eyes are glazed with tears. "No Izzy. I do need you."



        I know this wasn't a very long chapter, but I haven't had much inspiration. I hope you still enjoyed this chapter even though I had a lack of creativity. Thank you all for reading! Don't forget to like, comment, and favorite. :)

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