Never leave your side

I've been out in these woods for
weeks. I don't know exactly what I'm looking for, or maybe I do.

It's been a while since the outbreak happened. When all the biters started to take over the world. They took everything from me. My family, friends, everything all gone.

After about an hour of wandering I find a town. "Finally," I whisper. I walk through the abandoned streets, hoping to find somewhere to stay the night. I found a house that looked sturdy, and not dilapidated. I walked in setting my stuff on the floor, and sat on an old dusty couch.

Footsteps. I hear footsteps coming towards me. I stand up and reach for my knife. I go around the corner ready to stab whatever was there.

As I turned the corner I saw nothing but a boy. A boy. He looked my age. Well maybe a little older.

"What's your name?" I say

"Carl. Could you please put down the-"

I spaced off after that. Carl. He had crystal clear blue eyes. He wore a sheriffs hat on his head, and had dark hair.
I came back to reality

"No. Who are you with?"

"I'm with my dad. We have a group you can join."

I stare at him for a moment. Should I trust him? I'll admit he is kinda cute.
He goes on saying "You can join our group if you want. My dad will just have to ask you some questions."
I lower my knife.

"Fine" is all I say.

"So what's your name?"

"My names Alison, but I prefer Aly"

•Carl•

Alison. Wow. She was pretty. Her brown eyes shined in the sun, and he long dark brown hair was in a side fishtail braid.

"So Aly we should get back to my dad before he gets worried."

"Okay" is all she says.

We meet up with my dad and he talks to Aly. He asks her the three questions he asks everyone that joins our group.

•Aly•
"How many walkers have you killed?"

"Walkers? That's what you call them? I call them biters"
Carl's dad looks at me waiting for my answer.

"36. About 36." Is my answer.

"How many people have you killed?"

I stare at Carl's dad blank faced, remembering the day I killed my family. I remember their screams and cries for help and I just stood there. I watched them suffer. Tears covered my eyes as I snapped back to reality. I looked at Carl.

"3."

"Why?"

"Because they were bit. I didn't have a choice. I couldn't let them turn."

I looked at Carl's dad waiting for a response. After a few minutes Carl's dad spoke.

"Your in our group now. We have a prison not far from here. We can take you there. We have food, water, and protection."

I looked at him. I couldn't wait to be able to eat until I was full and feel safe.

"My names Aly"

"Rick."

OKAY SO THIS IS MY FIRST CHAPTER AND I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT! ILL BE POSTING CHAPTER TWO ASAP!