*Izzy's point of view*
After awhile it gets dark and we're forced to put the fire out. You can literally feel the temperature dropping by the second. I'm shaking and my teeth are chattering loudly. Carl grabs my hand. "Come on."
I stand up and follow him to where our stuff is. We both sit down as close as possible to each other. It feels even colder now than it was at all last night. Even Carl is shaking. He unzips his jacket and I wrap my arms around his waist as he re-zips the jacket around me. It's really the only way we can keep warm. I sigh, sadly. It's going to be a long night. I bury my face in his chest, protecting it from the icy air.
"Carl, what are we going to do? It's not even to the coldest part of winter yet and..." my teeth chatter. "And I already feel like my legs are going to fall off."
He shakes his head. "I don't know. We're going to have to find a place where we can stay inside..."
I wrap my arms around him even more tightly and Carl wraps his arms around me, trying to get as close as humanly possible, as if it will somehow make us a little warmer. "Just try and get some sleep," he tells me, rubbing my back softly.
I close my eyes and lay there for a moment. I can feel myself starting to relax, but I know I wont be able to sleep... at least for awhile. "Yeah Carl... that's not going to happen."
He chuckles. "I'm sorry it's so cold Izzy. But I think we're about as close as we can get... and well... I don't think we can do much more to keep warm than what we already are..."
I feel myself blush. "Yeah..."
"I guess it could be worse. It could be raining... or we could have no jacket all... or we could all be dead..."
"Ha. That escalated quickly..." I laugh a little.
He chuckles. "We better find a house to stay in after this," he shakes his head.
"Yes, we better," I agree. "I don't know how much more of this I can take."
"Yeah..." Carl yawns and I can tell he's starting to fall asleep. I think back. He really hasn't gotten that much sleep lately.
"Goodnight Carl," I tell him.
"Goodnight," he whispers.
I close my eyes and let myself relax again. This time I can feel myself starting to drift asleep and after a moment... I'm gone.
* * * * * *
In the morning I am awoken to the sound of rustling. I lift my head and look to the side and see 2 walkers exit the woods. One's coming straight at us. "Shit... Carl!" I yell.
He looks up his eyes wide. "What-" he looks over and sees the walker. He reaches for the zipper and starts to pull on it.
"Come on!" I groan.
"Izzy... it's... it's stuck!"
The walker continues making it's way toward us and I see 2 more exit the woods coming toward the others. Carl rolls us over so I am on top leaving his hands free. I feel it fall on me and I squeeze my eyes shut... half expecting to feel it bite into my neck. I open my eyes and see Carl straining to hold it off me.
"Roll!" I tell him.
He rolls to the side and throws the walker off. All the rolling is hurting my ribs, but I just bite my lip and hold back the pain. I see Carl's pistol laying on the ground a few feet away. He pulls us on the ground toward it and he feels around for it. After a moment he finds it and lifts it off the ground. The walker stumbles toward us again, but this time instead of holding it off of me... he pulls the trigger... stopping it completely. I let myself relax and I take a deep breath.
Carl works at the zipper for a moment as the rest of the group kills the last one. He sighs and pulls really hard. Finally it comes loose and I am able to roll off of him. I lay there, my arms and legs sprawled out, as I try to catch my breath. What a nice way to wake up, I roll my eyes.
"Are you guys okay?" Michonne asks.
Me and Carl nod. "Yeah, we're fine," he tells her.
She nods and leaves us alone. I see Casey and the kids a couple feet away, all awake and sitting up. After a moment I sit up too. I grab my bag and grab the blanket that all the little kids were laying on and stuff it into my bag. Everyone looks a little shaken and we're all wide awake. We might as well just get going now. Hopefully we'll be able to find an actual place to stay instead of on the ground next to the woods.
"Why don't we just leave now?" I ask. "Maybe if we get far enough we can find a place to stay," I suggest.
Maggie and the rest of them nod. They all seem a little unsure. I guess after having Rick as a leader for 4 years and then just... losing him... we're all a little out of whack. I push myself off the ground and everyone else stands too.
Everyone gathers their weapons and me and Carl lead them down the rode. It'll be hard... I know it will... for the group to get back to the way it was. I don't even know if it will. It wont ever be the same without Rick... even if we find a place... a good place like the prison... no one will be able to forget. Especially Carl. I know he tries to hide it. How sad he really is. I think it's me that hold his together. I know he holds me together a lot of the time.
It'll be hard... of course it will. Everything is hard nowadays. Finding food, finding shelter, surviving. But we're tuff. We've come this far. This... big bump... it wont break us. It may leave a couple cracks... but we wont shatter. Not yet anyways.
Hey guys! So I'm sorry it took me so long to write that... I haven't had like any inspiration the past 2 days... I literally had too sit down and force myself to type... lmfao... but yeah let me know what you guys think of the story so far! I'm not going to update until I get another favorite!