I was playing peek-a-boo with Judy when Carl approached me.

"Hey Carl"

"Hey (y/n), How's Judy doing" asked Carl grabbing Judy's chubby finger.

"Good, just she's been teething"

"You know you'll make a good mom," said Carl smiling.

"I guess but I wouldn't want to bring a baby into this world. And not die like your mo- I mean I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to"

"Forget it," said Carl storming off.

Great, he's mad.
//Time skip//
It's been two days already and Carl hasn't talked to me.

After a run I go up to my bedroom, closing the day behind me I lay down on my bed.

I sigh loudly and start pulling the tiny skin on my fingers.

"Don't do that. You'll get an infection" said a voice.

I turn around and it's Carl at the door.

"Carl I'm really sorry I didn't mean it"

Carl got closer and sat down next to me, "It's okay (y/n)"

"No... No, it's not I don't know why I said it when I murdered my own mo-"

"You what?" asked Carl with a nervous look.

"I uh... I had to kill my own mom because she turned and I let her bite my dad"

"(y/n), I'm so sorry I uh had to kill my own mom too that's why it's a tough subject to talk about," said Carl giving me a weak smile.

"I guess we're alike then"
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60th imagine!!!
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