It’s been a few hours since Carl had to kill his mom after she died during the birth of his little sister Judith. It’s night now and Beth was taking care of Judith. He wanted to be tough and not be emotional.

But he was still a kid. While you were walking around the cells you heard what sounded like crying. It was coming from Carls cell. You walked over and peaked in. You saw him sitting on his bed with his knees drawn to his chest.

You didn’t know if you should say something or not. “Carl?” You spoke quietly, He immediately wiped his face and looked at you. “What..” He said trying to make it sound like he wasn’t just crying.

“Are you ok?” You asked as you stepped onto the cell. “Im fine..” He grumbled not looking at you anymore. “Carl…” You sat on the bed next to him and just looked at him with gentle eyes.

He looked into your eyes and shook his head no as he stared to cry again. You pulled him into a hug and he immediately grabbed onto your shirt as he hid his face from you.You rubbed his back to comfort him as he cried.