Walking The Dead

Cameron has a rough life, even before the apocalypse. Her family is dead and she only has a few important people in her life now and she can't lose any more. She wants to survive and be happy but she knows she can't have both. When romance sparks, and her sister has an accident, Cameron doesn't think she wants to do it anymore. Can she survive everything that happens?


14. Lying

*Cameron's POV*

All Carl said was 'can we talk' and I knew how badly I wanted to cry.

"Um, yeah sure I guess," I really want to straighten things out here, "I have some things I wants to talk to you about too."

He walked into my room and shut the door behind him.

"Look, I," 

I cut him off because I knew what he was going to say, "You don't like me and want to me back off, it's fine, it was kind of a long shot trying anyways. But, you should know that I like you a lot, and Sean told me what you said about me," I felt tears but I really didn't care at this point.

"I know, I was listening. But I never said those things about you, and I would never say those things about you. I like you, Cameron," he looked at me with those adorable eyes of his and I could tell her was telling the truth.

"But, but, why would Sean lie to the both of us?" I knew why, I just wanted to see how much Carl knows. 

"I'm pretty sure he likes you as well. I'm not stupid, the way he compliments you, and looks at you. He definitely likes you," He said it all with a smirk.

Okay, he's smart. Carl knows what's up.

"So, what now?" I ask, "how do we get back at him for lying?"

"I have an idea," He smirked again. I can already tell it's going to be great!


After a while of talking out the plan, we're finally ready to make it happen.

We walk out of my room, holding hands, and we make sure that Sean sees it. He looks so confused and mad, I feel kind of bad but he deserves it. We sit on the couch in the living room talking, laughing, and I lean on him in a flirty sort of way, still laughing. I felt weird doing this with Rick there, so we waited until dinner time when he was in the kitchen and somehow he got the stove to work. Anyway, we kept with the flirting until he finally came over, sat down with us, and just stared at us. Game time.

"Sean!" I giggled, I can be such a girl when I want to.

He looks up, startled, "what."

"Thank you," I smiled.

"For what?" I love confusing people.

"For making our relationship so much stronger," Carl cut in, he looked down at me, I looked up at him and we both just smiled and laughed.

Sean's face turned red. Not with just anger, but anger, jealousy, rage, confusion, and probably constipation too. 

"What's wrong?" I have to seem concerned, for the plan.

"I just need to, I need, I, need," his voice trailed off and he vomited all over the floor. 

"Sean! What the hell? What just happened!?" I yelled, and just like that he passed out.

Now, I feel the guilt. 


*Sean's POV*

I awoke looking up at Cameron, and I smile. Her face, the perfection. But then I realized why I am waking up looking up at Cameron's face. I wipe the smile off my face and turn away from her. I turn towards the window and see the bright sun just rising. Was I out the whole night? I turn back around because the sun is blinding me, and Cameron's a walker.

She's stumbling towards me. I try to run but I can't. I'm paralyzed? I try to scream, but I can't do that either! What's happening? She's almost ripping into my flesh with her dead mouth. I can see her teeth about to take out my forearm. Help. Help!! HELP!!! 

I awake on the living room couch, drenched in sweat, and I have tears in my eyes. Cameron looks at me worriedly, and comes to my side. 

"Are you alright?" She asks.

"I'm fine, I just had a nightmare. Was I asleep long?" I don't know how many days or weeks or even months I could've been out for.

"It's been a couple days, we were worried that you wouldn't wake up," she's talking quietly, almost a whisper. It's pitch black outside, probably midnight. 

"I feel awful, you know, about making you puke and pass out, It's my fault. Don't blame Carl. But, I can' help feel that you deserve what you got. Why the hell would you tell Carl that I want him to leave?" She's so mad. I knew this would happen.

"I like you, and I let my feelings get in the way of everything," She doesn't look any less mad after I told her that.

"I know, and I like you too, but, as, just as a friend. Why else do you think I would stay this whole time? I've barely left this couch since you passed out," She started crying but she was still furious. 

"I know, I'm sorry. I just hate seeing you with Carl," I told her what was on my mind.

"Well, next time, "she paused, "tell me the truth, but don't lie to my face," she looked really hurt, and walked away in tears.

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