Clementine x Male reader : We Are Monsters

Chapter 6

Y/N Pov: 

You stare at the door, unable to do anything. The door knot starts to buckle, making you sweat.

- Is anybody in there ? I better not have wasted a bullet !

You don't know what to do. You don't want to get up, fearing the noise you could make. You don't want to open the door, for obvious reasons. On the other hand... something was going on, and you didn't wanted to be alone.

- Fine ! I'm leaving, the guy said.

- WAIT ! you yelled, hoping to get his attention.

- Looks like finally, someone has decided to show up. Open that door, don't make me wait all day.

- Are you one of... these things ?

- For fuck's sake ! Have you saw one of them speak or shoot ? Now open that goddamn door !

- Are you gonna hurt me ?

- No, if you open that door, like now. 

- How can I trust you ?

The man sighed, visibly annoyed by your conversation.

- Listen, boy. You can't, because you don't know me. But right know, I'd appreciate that you open this door, unless you want to have an old man's death on you. The gunshot attracted them.

You looked at the bull's eye window, and saw a man in his late 50's, wearing a blue beanie, glasses, and a beard. He had a rifle in his hand, the butt covered in dry rests of hair, brain and blood. But what caught your eye was all the shadows coming towards the man. At least 20, all limping and growling together, producing a sound which send shivers down your spine.

You quickly unlocked the door, and the old man rushed in as the things were getting close. He slammed the door, but a guy with his guts ripped all the way out sticked his head between the wall and the door, jamming it.

- Glarrgl !

You tried to push back the door with the old man's help, but more of them were coming, and it was a lost fight.

- Listen to me kid ! Run upstairs, I'll hold them off !

- B-but...

- Right fucking now !

You let go of the door, and run upstairs as fast as you can. You lock yourself in your room, panting. You can hear these things growling, and the man fighting them.

- Fuck you ! You wanna piece of me ? Come get your free and easy meal !

BLAM !

BLAM !

The loudness of the gunshots surprised you, and you covered your ears, wanting for everything to just stop. You wanna cry, but something blocked it. You start to cry silently, interiorly. After a couple of minutes, the fighting sounds stopped. You remained silent, unaware of what happened.

Knock ! Knock !

-  Kid ? You in there ?

- Is... is it ov-over ?

- Yes. Don't worry, I took care of 'em.

You started to make your way towards the door, and opened it. You gasp at the guy's appearance : He is literally drenched in blood and brains. You can't even understand how he can see with all the blood on his glasses. His rifle's barrel and butt was literally drenched in blood.