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SOTC: 94 Dreaming — ATO
• The frame ain't the same no more, is it •
It was pitch black.
The room felt smaller, more comfortable than the large expanse of the common room.
April could only feel the cold floor under her legs, the wall of warmth against her back. Carl's arms encircled her, just tight enough to make her feel safe.
Over the past hour, they had both fallen apart at least once.
Carl's voice was soft, a low whisper near her ear. "I miss home."
Silence pooled around them.
April exhaled. "I wish I had never dragged you from your group."
"Things would be easier, wouldn't they."
A pause.
"But I still would have been sad, even in Alexandria."
"You nearly attempted suicide the first day I met you."
He seemed pensive, soaking in her words.
"I guess... I did want to die that day."
"You're here right now."
"I threw myself out there. I was supposed to die."
April drew a hand up to his arm, as a medium of comfort. "But you didn't. Being alive lets you do more shit. Like cure me. Like, let you see your family again."
"I wish I didn't have to give up everything else for me to have this."
A moment of pause, then he shook his head against her shoulder. "April, I love that I was able to help you, and I want to be with you longer. But I miss my family. I miss home. I'm so fucked up. I just want to go home."
"Plus, you deserve better than me."
"No!" Carl shot out, voice etched with concern. "No! Why would you say that!?"
"I'm a movie-grade psychopath. I have too much emotional baggage. My situation is grim at best." She squeezed his hand. "I don't know. I guess I'm just in the process of self-rediscovery."
"You're the most badass person I've ever met. But here's the best part... you've learned to let yourself be emotional. You've been hit with so much shit and you metamorphose to keep yourself from breaking. You've dealt with the apocalypse and flourished. How could I love a girl outside of you?"
A silence. April could feel her heart drum against her ribcage. She tried to formulate a reply. But words evaded her. She was just... thankful. To have him. To have his words.
The irony killed her. In this prison cell, tucked into his body, she had never felt safer.
At least... at least it was all over.
She pressed her lips to his hands, closing her eyes.
♛ ♛ ♛ ♛ ♛
A loud crack resonated through the cell.
Carl's gaze ticked over to the door. He blinked as his eye adjusted to the new brightness, barely making out a shadow lumber into the room.
It came into focus, and he could distinguish a bandaged head, and two arms hanging limply at each side. Without noticing, he pulled April tighter to his chest.
The form stumbled forward, a small groan escaping its lips. It fell to the ground, gasped, clutched the bandage at the side of its head.
"You should say your goodbyes," said a gruff voice from beyond the door.
Silence, save for the form's heavy breaths.
April shifted against him, and his heart jumped into his throat.
This can't be the end.
No.
April unfolded his arms from over her body. Turned to face him.
It was too dark to make out any of her features. Her face was just a dark hole, with a halo of light at the back of her head.
Carl's hand came up to her. He rested his thumb on her lips, leaned in and met them with his own. She responded, her movements subtle. Carl savored her warmth. It was something he would miss.
She withdrew. Looked at the door, straightened, then returned to him.
April gave him a nod.
Then, in a singular moment, she vanished.
The door closed, leaving him in the vacuum of space.
He released a breath.
The wisps of phantom touch clung to his skin, making pain dig through him over and over and over again.
It was too cold in here.
He could feel himself shrinking.
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A/N: Slightly late, but just in time for lunch.
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