CARL'S POV
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I was in the kitchen looking for something to eat. I ended up finding a can of chicken and rice soup and settling on that. (Can I just say how much I fucking love chicken and rice soup.)

I opened the can and started cooking the soup. I heard the door open and I looked up. It was my dad. "Hey." I said as I stirred the almost boiling food.

"Why was does Negan seem so concerned about you?" He asked. I sighed and glanced at him. "Its complicated." I mumbled as I took the soup off the stove and pored it into a bowl.

"Complicated how?" Dad pressed. I really really did wanna tell him or talk about it. "It just is. You wouldn't understand.." I said, grabbing a spoon and starting to eat.

"Carl. Talk to me." Dad said in a stern 'dad' voice. I sighed and looked down.

"I can't.." I trailed off. "Carl, I havnt seen you in almost a year. Please talk to me." Dad said. I started into the bowl of hit broth and rice.

"Meandneganaretogether.." I mumbled as fast as I could. "What, Carl speak up." Dad said, sounding irritated.

I took a deep breath. "Me and Negan are together.." I said. Silence.

My back was turned to my dad, so I couldn't see his face or reaction. I heard footsteps, and then the front door slamming. I bit my lip and held back tears.

I knew it was gonna go bad. I couldn't wait till the rest of the group found out... Yay..

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RICK'S POV
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I slammed the door behind me and walked along the streets if Alexandria.

"Me and Negan are together.."

That one sentence kept replaying in my head. Over and over again. I didn't care that Carl was gay, I pissed me off that he most likely knew what kind of a person Negan was, and he still was with him.

I didn't even care so much about the huge ass age gap.

(*cough* AGE IS JUST A FUCKING NUMBER!!! *cough*)

I cared that he was with a phycotic murderer. I kept walking and walking. My shoulder bumper into someone else's as I was walking. "Rick?" I heard Daryl's voice ask.

I turned to him. "Ya?" I asked. "Ya okay?" He asked. I shook my head. "Ya wanna talk?" Daryl asked. "No. But I probably should." I responded.

Daryl nodded. "C'mon." Daryl said. He lead me to the orcherd and made me sit down in the bench thing area. (I'm sorry idk what its called XD) "What happened?" He asked.

"Carl told me, he and Negan are together." I confessed. Daryl was quite for a moment. "Yer not mad 'cause he's gay, are you?" Daryl asked.

"No, I'm not even mad about the age gap. Its just. He knows who Negan is, a killer. He fucking killed Michonne! And Carl still says he's with him! I just don't get it! He's unbel-" my ranting was cut off my lips being pressed to mine.

My eyes widened. Daryl was kissing me. Daryl started to pull away when I put a hand on the side of his neck and kissed back.

Many I wasn't mad at Carl for being gay, because I was bisexual..

(A\N: BET YOU DIDNT SEE ANY RICKYL COMING!!!!!!)