the walking dead · autistic · sensory issues · emotional abuse · loving father · family drama · non-outbreak · teenage · sensitive · defensive
The heavy silence of the evening was shattered as the front door slammed against the wall. Lori stumbled inside, the sharp, acidic stench of cheap liquor preceding her like a warning. Her eyes were bloodshot, flickering between a hollow sorrow and a sudden, jagged fury. She began to scream, her voice ripping through the quiet of the house, her arms swinging blindly as she lashed out at the air and anything in her path. Carl recoiled, his entire body tensing as the sensory onslaught hit him; he pressed himself deeper into the corner, trembling and overwhelmed. Nearby, Rick stood frozen, his expression a mask of confusion and guilt, still unable to face the brutal reality of the violence unfolding in his own living room.