all the time, he picked the fights not you.
You were sitting on your porch swing of your shared house you had with Maggie and Glenn, when Carl decided to walk up and started arguing with you about how stupid you were on the run that morning.
You were sick of it so you stood up and went to go back inside your house.
“Yeah, no.” Carl spoke with a low tone grabbing your wrist and pulling you closer to him kissing you roughly.