I heard gunfire from the prison, The Governor was back. Carl and I were in the forest with Hershel, Beth, and Judith.

The gunfire died down. A boy, maybe 17 ran into us. He was trying to hand Carl his gun in surrender.

Bang!

Carl shot him in the head.

Oh my god, that didn't just happen. Carl wouldn't do that.

I started walking back the prison with Carl and the others. Carl grabbed my hand. I quickly pulled away.

"What's wrong?" Carl asked.

"Are you kidding me? What's wrong? You just shot a guy who was handing his gun over to us!" I took off.

How could he do that just kill a kid just a few years older than us and he was handing over his gun?

I was at the entrance.

Carl came up behind me. "He could have killed us!" 

"He was handing over his gun!" I yelled.

"I couldn't take the chance!"

"That's bull shit and you know it!"

"Oh I forget, you wouldn't understand!"

"And what the hell do you mean by that?!"

"You know what, just fuck off. I did what I had to to protect the group."

I stood there in shock.

Did he just tell me to fuck off? He did.

Slap!

There was a red hand print on Carl's face.

"You ever talk to me like that again I will not hesitate knock you on your ass!" I pushed the door open and went in, I was starting to cry. I went passed Daryl. I went fast, I didn't want him to see.

He grabbed me. "Hey what's wrong?" Daryl asked pushing the hair from out in front of my face.

"Nothing I'm fine." I said pulling away.

"Don't give me that bull shit." Daryl wiped tears off my face.

Carl walked in.

"Ask him." I pulled away and went up to my sell.

"Hey, what the hell did you do to her?!" Daryl yelled at Carl.

Carl was obviously scared.

"Hey what the hells going on?" Rick asked.

"Your little punk brat made Y/N cry." Daryl said get up and leaving.

Hershel explained what was going on and what happened.

Rick turned and looked at Carl. "We are gonna talk when I get back." Rick left for Woodbury.