CARL'S POV
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This morning I woke up in Negan's bed next to the man himself. I turned bright red and smiled slightly.

I got up without waking him up. I silently opened and closed his door and walked to my room. I opened the dresser drawers and pulled some clean cloths out.

I changed quickly. I hadn't worn my hat in a while. It was sitting on the chair in my room.

I walked over to it and put it on. I went into my ensiute and looked in the merrior. My reflection brought back memories.

When my dad first gave me the hat..

When I had to put Shane down to save my dad..

When we found the prison..

When we lost the prison..

When I met Negan...

My hat fell off when I passed out and I guess Negan or one of his men put the hat in my room.

It felt strange on my head. I kept it on and walked out of my room.

When I reached the cafeteria Negan was addressing his people. I walked over and stood next to him. Negan stopped talking for a second and glanced at me.

I saw a very faint red tint on his cheeks, so faint I almost thought it wasn't real. He must remember. I nodded slightly and he continued talking.

After a few minutes I heard a click. Must be the ventilation system. I thought to myself.

Or so I thought.

Someone stood up and pointed a gun at Negan. "NO!" I yelled and jumped in front of Negan, the bullet hitting my left eye.

"CARL!!" I was the last thing I heard before passing out.

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NAGEN'S POV
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"Fuck! Hold on Carl, please, I got'cha." I said as I frantically pick Carl up and ran to Carson's office.

He had his back turned to me when I burst through the door.

He whipped around as I put Carl on the table. "What happened?" He asked.

"Someone was gonna shoot me but... He got in the way." I said, tears stinging my eyes.

I stormed out of the intermarry and straight back to the caffateria. Everyone was frozen in fear as the should be. Lucille was still where I left her.

I can't lose Carl, I can't. Especially not after what happened last night.

I grabbed Lucille and turned to face the crowd. "You sorry fucks better clear a mother fucking ceircal, except for the mother fucking cunt bag who shot Carl." I order. At first no one moved.

"NOW!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. They all flinched and backed up.

I walked up to the stupid asshole in the middle. "Get on your fucking knees." I ordered through gritted teeth. He did as I said shaking the while way down.

I turned to face my people. "THIS IS WHAT HAPPENES TO ANYONE WHO TOUCHES THE KID EVER AGAIN!" I yelled before turned around and hitting the guy as hard as I could on the head.

I hit him again and again and again until I couldn't move my arms anymore.

There was barley any human left when I was done. "Now somebody. Clean this floor, until I can see my fucking reflection." I said through gritted teeth before walking away.

I knew I couldn't see Carl laying on a table with his eye shot out so I went to my room and closed the door. I threw Lucille on the floor and sat on my leather couch.

For the first time in a really long time. I let myself cry. I didn't care if I sounded like kid.

I can't lose Carl.