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404writes · 2 years

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Scars - (Carl Grimes)

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Summary: Reader helps Carl clean his eye wound after discovering he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Word Count: 1.3k Pairing: None A/N: Forewarning, this story is very conversation heavy, tbh I wrote it for myself so I wasn't really thinking about that stuff. Hope you enjoy anyways! -S404 !! Trigger Warning: Mention of scars (Presumed but not mentioned that they're the result of physical abuse) !!

You open the door to the Grimes’ house to see Michonne smiling and Judith bubbling away in the kitchen, both organising the pantry. “Hey Y/N! what can I do for you?” Michonne called out, diverting her attention from Judith and her shenanigans. “Not much today, I was just here to see if Carl was home? I haven't seen him around today,” you felt bad, coming for him and no one else. “Oh yeah! He’s up in his room, don’t know exactly what he’s up to right now though,” Michonne tried to respond whilst stopping Judith from eating raw ingredients. “Thanks Michonne, we’ve gotta catch up properly sometime soon, I feel as if I don’t see enough of you anymore.” It was true, you spent most of your time out on runs or with Carl. Michonne was one of your best friends, and you saw less and less of her every day. “Yeah definitely Y/N, maybe sometime next week, I'll leave Judy with Olivia and we can have a coffee!” Michonne replied, enthusiastic. “Sounds great, I’ll be on my way now but let me know when you have that free day.” You felt as though you were disrupting something, as Judith continued to cause havoc for Michonne to attempt to prevent.

“See ya Y/N!" Michonne cheered from her position in the kitchen. “Bye Michonne! Bye Judith!” You said, waving and blowing raspberries at the 4 year old.

You swiftly walked up the stairs, making your way to the door of the Grimes you know best. Approaching the vacantly silent room you knock. “It’s me!” You call out although unnecessary, he’d open the door even if he didn't recognise your voice. “Yeah, uh, come in.” You take the offer and open the door. Seeing the empty-presenced room, you follow through to the bathroom, leaning on the door frame, looking at the familiar face in the mirror. Just as a smile begins to form on your face, you see the distress on the one in front of you. “Oh, not a good day?” You ask, your brows furrowing just enough for the three lines he loved so much (for a reason unknown to man) to appear. “You could say that.” He said, avoiding eye contact. “Talk to me, Mr Grimes.” You venture, leering for an answer. “It’s nothing much, just some dust and dirt got under the bandage. Now I have to clean it to 'avoid infection' or something, that's what Carson said." It may have been a satisfactory answer, but you knew better than that. “So- What’s so bad about that?” You ask, becoming more curious than sympathetic. “I just uh, I don’t think I can look at myself with it off-” He finally gave in. “Oh.” You replied, unsure of what to say, not having given any prior thought to the fact he might have felt that way.

~ A few moments passed before you had collected yourself enough to speak again. “How long have you been staring in that mirror for?” You ask. Still curious, but feeling immense pity for the boy. He turns around to look at you, appearing defeated, “too long.” “I could do it for you if you’d like, away from the mirror?” You offered your help. “I couldn’t ask you to do that.” He replied with a sense of urgency. You couldn't tell if he was rejecting your help because he genuinely thought it was something you shouldn't have to do or see, or if he just didn't want to open up to the vulnerability of the process. “Yes you could. It’s still bothering you isn’t it? Taking it off?” You urged. “I don’t know. I’ve just, never really taken it off for anyone before,” he replied, becoming more open by the second. You were aware he was uncomfortable having his missing eye visible to other people, even you hadn't ever really seen it before. However you weren't aware the problem stemmed this far back, had he even seen it off before? “You wouldn’t be taking it off for me. Plus, it needs to be cleaned, that’s not really an optional thing.” You sought his approval, longing for him to find the smallest bit of inner peace. Maybe allowing a sense of vulnerability would do some good for him. “Alright.” The single word brought you an intense wave of relief. “Okay, just sit on the bed, I’ll grab the cleaning stuff.” You walked into the bathroom as he walked out, grabbing the bag of things that were sitting idle before you had touched them. You came out, put the bag down on the side table, pulled a wheelie chair over, and gazed at the boy in front of you. ~

“Tell me if I need to stop. No exceptions.” You pleaded, to which he nodded. You started to brush the hair from his face, deeply analysing the insecurity his features wallowed in. Like painting porcelain, you took to the bandage with the most gentle of touches, slowly unwrapping in a way not to bring suspense, but in hopes to make the boy feel secure. As the last of the bandage came undone a single tear fell from Carl’s face. Not in any way prolonging the process, you picked up some damp cloth and began to clean, as the boy continued to weep. “You know, everyone has scars. I’m not going to give you one of those talks about how you should be proud of it, and wear it with that pride, because that’d be complete bullshit. As I was saying though, everyone has scars, some are larger, and some are easier to hide. But none of us want to wear them, and all of us feel just as vulnerable and exposed when they’re all we wear. I just don’t know why we give them that power.” It's something you'd been thinking about for a while. You looked into the boy’s remaining eye to see it staring back, you hoped that he resonated with your words. “I’ve seen yours.” The three words momentarily paralysed you. Gaining back your composure, you replied, “figured.” His brow drooped. “Sorry, I thought you should know… Why do you hide them?” He was distracted, good. “They aren’t me.” You responded, finishing up the cleaning. “Anyways, you should probably let air get to that for a few hours at least. Did Rick bring you back any new comics on his last run?” You asked, genuinely curious. “Yeah, he found the one I was missing from that Marvel series, and he brought back another series I reckon you’ll like.” A slight smile was forming at the cracks of his mouth. “Well indulge me then, let’s read.” You stood up from the chair and shifted to the bed.

“Alright we should probably get a bandage back over that eye about now.” You declared. Standing up from where you sat, the boy subtly looked at you up and down. You walked into the bathroom to fetch a new bandage for him, “Y/N, can I ask you a question?” Carl ventured. You walked out, sat again on the wheelie chair, and pulled your body closer to his, so much that your legs were touching. “Yeah what’s up?” You replied, beginning to work. “How does it look?” All his focus was on you. “Well to be honest, I think it looks totally kick-ass and banging at best. It’s a cool scar, and it has a lot of story to tell. I get why you’re insecure about it though, can’t blame you. I just hope you come around to it at some point.” You wanted to say that for a long time, but never wanted to make him feel uncomfortable. He smiled “You really think so?” You smiled too “Yeah, I do.”

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jomsimagination · 5 days

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surviving? or serving || Rosita Espinosa

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐰𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠.

"I think I should do it." Gia said to Eugene, as he just looked at her. "you really think? this is a big step, Gian." Tara reminded her, of course it was a big step for Gia, this could cost her, her life.

"I'll do it. I'll buy a hotel, and place it on that land." Gia says, handing Eugene the amount of money needed as he was the banker. the three of them were playing monopoly to past time, the game had been going on for almost an hour, no one was bankrupt yet.

in fact, they all were still wealthy, they were trying to finish the game early, since any time now, the rest of the group would be back. but none of them wanted to give up, not one of them.

"c'mon! yes!" Tara exclaimed as Eugene landed on her land, meaning he had to pay her. "pay up! man i'm gonna be rich." Tara laughed, Eugene sadly giving her the money. "oh, c'mon. why are you guys not landing on my properties."

Gia still had sulked about it, since out of the three she owned more properties, and they rarely drop in on them. "you're already rich." Eugene says to her, causing for Gia to simply roll her eyes.

"pay up, banker, i crossed the go. no shit!" the wind almost caused the board to flip, but luckily no one's hotel and houses were taken away. it was like a little hurricane and the people living in those little houses in monopoly.

"alright, pack it up guys. let's go." Glenn said to the three. "what hey no." Gia pouted as they protect the board from getting stolen. "we're not done yet. give us five minutes." Eugene tried to negotiate with them.

"you told me that, an hour ago." Maggie said to Eugene. "pack it up, let's go." Maggie gestured to the three to get off of their asses and get into the car. "fine, we're going." Gia sulked as she got into the car, as so did Eugene and Tara.

the three had found the monopoly from a store they looted, it was complete, with the two dice. they said food and water was rare in the apocalypse, but so was board games and anything fun, so it was hard to try and have some fun in the apocalypse.

but at least they had the monopoly to keep them sane, and not turn cay-cray and kill every body. it was also good that Gia finally had people to play board games with, she'd spent hours trying to find limited edition board games, and her brother obviously.

but now she was complete. "fuck off, dude." and now they were playing uno, in the car. "really Eugene, you're gonna hit me with that plus 4?" Rosita exclaimed, in Rosita's defense there was like five more plus four cards. "here's my reaction to that." then she places another plus four.

"oh shit, don't make me do this guys." Gia shakes her head, looking at the other players/rivals of Gia, she looked at Tara apologetically, as if she was about to kill her, well she was, in the game of uno. "I'm sorry, Tara." then Gia did it, she placed another plus four, meaning now Tara had to get twenty eight cards.

"so who's winning?" Maggie asked from the passengers seat. "me! I'm gonna win!" Glenn laughed, since he had two cards left. "uno!" he cheered as he placed down his card, and it was a plus four. "no!" Eugene screamed, and most of them was startled.

"jeez, man it's just a game." Gia mumbled, but he set down his plus four card, Gia assumed it was his last, of course, with the way he screamed and scrunched up his fist, oh wait, no, Gia knew it was his last, the way he screamed, the way he sweat like he was running ten miles. his face was like a baby with diarrhea that's about to bust any second.

oh, Gia knew, he was just about to lose, but Glenn was about to win, Gia remembered Glenn showing off his cards easier, she remembered he showed it of cause he gotten a lot of plus-four cards, which really four, but she remembered his exact movements in placing down the cards, and which cards he placed down.

and if Gia's calculations was right, that meant, that Glenn was gonna win, any way. because he had the color changing plus-four. and that meant, Gia had to lose her only chocolate bar. so she accepted it, she accepted her defeat. plus, she knew damn well that she was gonna be the second one winning.

"Gian, I swear to god place the damn card!" Eugene exclaimed, snapping the said girl out of her thoughts. "fine, here." she placed down her plus four card, looking at Tara apologetically one last time. "shit." Tara mumbled, as she placed a plus four card, Glenn cheered, of course he would cheer, he was about to get a lot of chocolate bars.

he placed down his last card, excitement courses through his body, and with out warning, Eugene places down a card. so, Gia's predicament was wrong, she was smart, how could it all go wrong. or, Eugene really just screamed to taunt, the players. no she was right, she knew she was a hundred percent right.

Gia saw Eugene smirk after placing down his card, Gia knew, oh she knew, it was his plan all along. and now with Rosita, even though she tried to hide it as much as she can, Gia still noticed, Rosita had sweaty palms, and as she placed down her card, it was slow, unlike her usual speed when placing down a card.

Rosita was cool when placing down a card, she placed on the table like she had millions of them, she tried to play it cool, but still Gia noticed it. "I swear to god, Gian!" Eugene exclaimed once again, and again and again, the girl was snapped off of her thoughts and she placed down her plus four cards.

Tara looked at the group, and the next thing they knew, was that the game that they're was about to get hectic, and that the cards turned into 10 plus fours already, when Glenn noticed it, he stopped them. "c'mon guys, Gia. don't you think it's time to stop the game? we all know who's the winner."

"yeah but top two, doesn't get a chocolate bar from each member, but a day off." Gia explained. she was a focused player, no matter how many times they were gonna put that plus four card, Gia will always have the plus four card.

then Rosita placed her last one, Gia knew, why? because she remembered every single one of their decks, except for Eugene, he was across her, and he knew that spot was a blind spot for Gia, he was smart too, Gia needed to remember that.

Tara still had many, many, plus fours to go, that scared Gia. then there she goes, Gia's last plus four. and Tara, she placed down one more. Gia senses extreme panic behind Eugene's eyes, and from there, Gia knew, that she had an opening to win second place.

the game was intense, it was no longer uno. it was a game of last man standing with plus fours, it was a silly game, to past the time, but then it turned into this disgusting, friendship ruiner game.

well not really, they were just over reacting, well it could possibly ruin a friendship with the way Eugene is playing with Gia. then it came to Tara, now, Eugene was really nervous, she knew it, she was smirking to herself, of course it was really a game of poker, no showing of emotions, just poker face.

then it hit them. "no!" Eugene and Gia screamed, causing for them to stumble into each other, most notably Rosita stumbling on top of Gia, she blushed deeply Gia's hands going to her shoulders while Rosita's go on each of her head.

oh what hit them? a walker, just because Abraham, who was not paying attention to the road, accidentally hit one, causing for the game in the back seat to end with no winner. "no! Abraham ford I will kill you!" Gia exclaimed, about to pounce on Abraham, but Rosita stopped her.

"calm down, calm down." Rosita whispers to Gia, which she instead rolls her eyes and sits down starring madly at Eugene, almost like she wanted to kill him. "i won that."

"you did" they mumble admitting their defeat. "yeah, and the Rhee siblings won it once again." Gia says doing her secret handshake with Glenn.

Gia had spent most of the day sleeping or mainly killing some walkers, because they had been banned playing board games for the whole day.

and then it was the next, the Rhee siblings day off, they were chilling in sun like they were on vacation. they were, their first vacation in years. they were not exactly homeless, but they couldn't afford to go on a vacation, who could anyways.

Gia gave her brother a notebook, he raised his brow confused of the notebook his sister gave her. "what's this?" he asked, opening the notebook. "my first ever diary." Gia never in her life had a diary, she was smart about her secrets, she didn't want them to be kept in a notebook for anyone to see, they were secrets for a reason.

"diary?" when Glenn opened the notebook, he could see it takes back to the first day of the apocalypse. he could notice it was fulled to the brim, and at the first page was two polaroid pictures, one was her only, and the other was her and Glenn, on the bottom of the picture was a note saying: Rhee 4ever!!!

and the next three pages was all about Glenn and Gia and their best moments as siblings, at the end of those pages was another note saying: for Glenn's or mine's little Rhee, you're lucky kid, you were born to become a survivor like us. I hope you keep the Rhee name alive. or don't whatever you want. everything is for you lil' Rhee.

Glenn near teared up at that. "this is, really sweet." he muttered. "of course, we were born to survive the apocalypse big bro. we deserve to be in the history of the apocalypse, if surviving ain't enough, then one day we will make something that'll keep them talking for years." Gia said to her brother, again doing their little secret handshake.

"you still have that polaroid?" Glenn asks. "of course. how could I ever lose it, it's my favorite birthday gift." Gia smiles, pulling that specific polaroid out of her bag. It was her favorite gift, why? because it was the most memorable one.

as a kid, Gia wanted that specific polaroid, but when she asked her parents, they said no. Gia understand, but she still spent months saving up, getting it from her school money. but when she finally had enough, instead she gave it to her parents, they were in debt, they barely made enough to pay the rent, Gia from a young age, knew that, she noticed it. so she gave it to them instead.

but what she didn't know was, Glenn was saving up too, from his job in the pizza delivery business. then he brought her it, the polaroid that Gia wanted so much. so, Gia would never forget that moment ever, even in her last days, she would never forget how kind Glenn was even when were kids.

"you still have it." Glenn smiles remembering the memories they made with that polaroid, like taking a picture after Glenn almost drowned or when he got hit by a car.

"hey, i've got something to show you." Glenn pulled two bracelets from her bag. "i got into a deep obsession over making bracelets." he gives one to Gia, while keeping the other one to himself. "that is so you. Rhee matching bracelets!"

"yeah, i made those specifically for you. and us. there was a time, i lost hope for you. i searched for you for-for years. but i didn't find you. i thought i would never find you again, but here you are. finding me. as always. I'm sorry i didn't find you sooner." Glenn stifles as he looks at his sister.

"you don't have to apologize Glenny. i understand. there was also a time where i thought you were gone, but i knew you were the only person i could ever trust, so i kept in finding you. until one day, and rest is history." Gia explains. "picture!" Gia smiled widely, taking a picture of her and Glenn.

"oh c'mon i wasn't prepared." he laugh looking at the picture. "well." she pulls out another notebook, this time empty. she wrote on it: Rhee siblings back at it again!

"for out kids." Gia smiled placing the notebook safely in her backpack. "oh! we should take one with Maggie!" Gia said excitedly. "Maggie, c'mere!" then Gia got Eugene to take them pictures.

Gia's little family was complete, she had her brother now. and a new sister, she was complete. she was happy, despite it being the apocalypse she's happy as ever.

𝐀/𝐧: 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩, 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩, 𝐰𝐡𝐲? 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐡...

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