Carl's p.o.v

"I'm okay dad, honestly." We hear the door slam shut and whip around to see Patrick. "Brave of you to come around me Patrick!" I spit out.

"Listen Carl, I'm sorry what I did. I'm just going to go tell (Y/N) that I'm sorry." His eye is swollen and his glasses hang broken on his chest pocket. His lip is busted and his nose looks broken.

"You aren't going anywhere near her!" I grab his collar and shove him away.

"Carl!" Dad scolds."Patrick I think it's best for you to go back inside."

"But-" I shove him and he falls to the ground.

"You hurt her Patrick! I can't trust you to be around her and not do it again!"

"I don't know why I did that! I feel guilty and just want to make it up to her!" He screams back. Mika comes out of the prison along with some of the other kids. "Hey Patrick! Coming to story time?"

Patrick gets up and gives me the death stare before following Mika and them inside. Dad tries to grab my shoulder but I shrug his hand off and jog down to the stable to help wash Samurai.

"Hey sorry I'm late. Got in a.... argument."

She rings the sponge out. "It's okay. I heard yelling and knew it was you and Patrick fighting again," she looks me in the eyes. "I would've thought you would've let him talk to me and not protect me like that."

I grab a sponge from the bucket and help (Y/N) soap up Samurai. "I don't want anyone to get hurt, and just because I'm mean to you doesn't mean I want you to be hurt (Y/N). " I take the bucket if clean water and pour it over Samurai so that the soap washes off. "I'll get some more water." I offer and grab both the buckets. The moans of the walkers get louder as they gather by the fence workers. I look over to the watch tower and see Daryl, Carol, Dad, and Michonne talking up to Glenn who is desperately trying to buckle his pants. I chuckle at the scene.

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We finish washing Samurai and feed her an hour later. I look over at the pig pen and see dad staring down into it. I walk over to him and see Violet the pig laying there, still breathing, but barely.

"Whats wrong with Violet?" I ask.

"Carl, I told you not to name the piglets. They're not little any more, they're food. "

"I know, just thought they should have a name until then. " I mumble.

He sighs. "I think Violet might have the flu or a cold or something. She should be fine soon." He says smiling at me. I smile back.

"Carl." Dad calls my name.

"Hmm?"

"You and (Y/N) are on watch together in a little while, Michonne will take over supply check."

I moan. "But dad! You know (Y/N)and I don't like each other."

He pats my head and starts to walk away. "That's why I did it son. You two need to get along."

I groan and head back to the stable where (Y/N) is cleaning up the supplies. "Hey, dad put you and me on guard duty."

She sighs. "Great." She mumbles.

"Hey I don't like this anymore than you do!"

"Let's just get it over with, it's only for, what? An hour?" I nod my head and she gets up and tightenes the bandages in her hand. We walk towards the watch tower and pass up Daryl who stops us.

"You guys are on it till afternoon chores." And then he walks away. (Y/N) and I stare at him as he walks away and then at each other.

"That's three hours!" She exclaims and curses.

"(Y/N)! Watch your mouth young lady!" Her mom scolds as she walks by with a laundry basket.

"Sorry." She mumbles.

"Let's just get this over with." I say and opening the door and walking up the stairs. I grab a gun and stand out on the catwalk. (Y/N) joins me half a minute later.

"So, how's life?" She asks.

"Crappy." I reply.

"Seems legit."

"What did Patrick tell you to get you in the storage closet?" I ask.

She turned her head to the ground. "Said he had something cool that he found there while looking for supplies. Told me to meet him there after dinner and that you took over his shift."

"Oh." Is all I can say. What do you say? This has turned even more awkward.

"Thanks again, I know I've said it a million times, but thank you for getting a broom." I chuckle at the broom part.

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We talk and swear at each other for the whole two hours. Until she has to help Carol make dinner. I, on the other hand, had to make sure everyone's laundry was in their cells.

I grab the laundry basket from the clothes line and put them in a laundry basket. There isn't much so it shouldn't take me long.

Most of it goes to Judith who throws up a lot and Beth who gets most of the vomit.I place Beth's clothes in her cell and take mine and Judith clothes to my cell.

Beth is in my cell picking Judith up out of her crib. " Hey Carl," She smiles at me. I nod and out my clothes on the top bunk and Judith's clothes on the pile on my messy desk. "Carl, why are you so mean to (Y/N)?" I just shrug my shoulders , not wanting to talk right now. "That's not an answer. " Beth says.

" It's complicated. " Is all I say and walk out.

I put the clothes on everyone's beds and walk back outside into the warmth. Dinner is almost ready so I sit in my normal spot at the table. Patrick is smart enough to sit at a different table.

Soon we line up for our plates and sit back down, talking as normal.
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A/N: Sorry it isn't my best, but I have a big part coming up and I'm uber excited!

Stay in the salt circle Niall, so the walkers can't get to ya!

~ zombiefighter01