Enid's eyes widened at the figure, her heart skipped a beat.

"Ron?! Yo... you're here?! I th.. thought you were back in Alexandria!" Enid cried.

(A/N In my story, Ron never died. He still shot Carl, but never died)

"I came to check on you," he said pitifully. "You're my girlfriend!"

"Ron.... it was only an accident." Enid said, trying to defend herself but tears just wanted to come.

"Really Enid? Sure, because having sex is an accident." Ron said fiercely holding his tears.

"It... it was!"

"And you didn't use protection?! You could've at least used protection!" Ron cried. "Then I wouldn't be here scolding you!"

"It was an accident! We don't even own condoms!" Enid shouted.

"Let me guess, you don't have birth control pills either?!"

"NO! Who has those in the freaking apocalypse?!" Enid cried.

"I'm breaking up with you, bitch!" Ron shouted.

"Do you think I care?! I had sex with another man, Ron! Do you think, after all this time, I still love you? I KISSED Carl! It wasn't an accident, okay?! I wanted to! I wanted to have sex with him!" Enid shouted, her voice echoing beyond the walls.

The room fell silent, and Ron ran out without another word.

Enid pulled her knees up to her chest and did the only thing she could. She cried.

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Ron held the gun tightly in his hand, he shifted it correctly to where it adjusted perfectly. He clutched it tightly, slipping it behind his back slyly. All his tears were gone, for he had none left though he barely had any from the start. He was done with Enid, but he wasn't done with Carl. He wanted him dead.

Ron watched carefully as Carl alone on the ground, his back was up against a fist and his knees were pulled up to his chest. He sat there with his head down in his knees.
Ron smiled to himself, thinking of all the relief he would have when this dude was gone. Rick might hate him, but he knew that Enid would be happy. Enid and Carl had just had a fight, and Ron knew they hated each other. This was good timing.

I can be the father of this child, Ron thought as he aimed the gun. Enid will love me again. Once I get rid of him.

The gun was aimed at Carl's head, and just as the bullet was shot, someone stepped in front of him.
Ron eye's, which were once tightly closed, opened slowly. He heard bloodcurdling screams from both Carl, and the person. He looked down.

Enid.

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{Carl}

I walked out, storming away from Enid. I didn't want this. I couldn't be a father. I was too young. How would I tell dad? Tell Maggie, who's pregnant already? Tell Michonne, Daryl, Tara, Rosita?? How could I tell anyone?

With my baffled mind, I took a seat next to the fence. It took only a few moments, and the tears just kept on coming.
I told myself to stop, stop crying and get over this. But I couldn't. I was a father. A father of Enid's baby. Of our baby.

All of a sudden, I heard a booming noise that shook me. I looked up and my eyes widened. Enid was screaming, and her shouts got lower and lower by the minute.
I ran to her, shouting her name with the burning tears increasing. I sat by her side, my vision going blurry and blocking everyone else who came over out. I couldn't feel anything, but I saw I was reaching all over her, looking for the bullet mark. I couldn't see it. All I saw was blood everywhere as she was lifted away. I couldn't follow them, I couldn't stand. I sat with blood covering my hands and smearing ok my face as I tried to wipe my tears.

But I couldn't feel anything.

My pregnant girlfriend just got shot.

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I hope you enjoyed chapter three! Tell me what you think in the comments. Was this too fast paced? I dunno, but I hope you guys like it!

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