Clementine x Male reader : We Are Monsters

Chapter 13

Y/N Pov :

‐ The... Governor ?

‐ That's the name these people chose, not me. But I like the ring of it.

‐ Obviously...

The man frowned. Apparently, that wasn't the kind of things to say about him. He clenched his teeth, a bloodlust glowing in his eyes. You took a step back, impressed by how quickly this man could metamorphose into a different person.

One minute ago, he looked like a reasonable and nice guy, but now, uoi realized that it was just a facade. You saw him in his true form : a demon. He was filling the whole room by himself, and everyone was silent, terrified to say a single word.

Then, as quickly as it appeared, the frown on his face disappeard, his eyes turned back to normal, and he smiled again.

‐ As you say... So, Martinez, tell me about him.

Martinez cleared his throat, and said :

‐ He was in a white pick-up, and-

‐ Was he driving ? Were you driving ?

He fixed his gaze at you, and you were able to truly see his eyes : motion and emotionless, but which were looking inside of you, ravaging all your thoughts. It took you five seconds to understand that he was expecting an answer from you.

‐ Y-yes...

‐ Oh... a 10 or 11 years old kid driving... quite interesting. Who learned you to do so ?

‐ An old friend.

‐ And where is he ?

‐ Where everyone else is. Rotting on the ground.

‐ Sorry to hear that.

I know you're not.

‐ You look like a capable kid. Is there anything else useful you might know ?

‐ I know how to hunt and track animals, to fish, the basics about treating a wound, mechanics, to shoot, and... to kill.

The Governor raised his eyebrows, apparently surprised by what you said. Everyone was staring at you, their eyes wide open.

‐ Really ? By killing, do you mean biters, or...

‐ Not just "biters".

‐ A kid like you already killed a man ?

You chuckled for a bit, before answering back :

‐ What makes a kid nowadays ? Everyone can aim and pull a trigger. If you have the balls to do so, of course. And it wasn't just one guy. A man who was threatening my friend, and three others who killed him.

‐ Looks like you've been through some rough shit. Don't worry, I'm sure we can find one or two families who could take care of you.

‐ Governor, I appreciate it, but I'm not a "family" person, and I'd like to be useful instead of just doing nothing around. I could take guard duty, or scavenge around. I don't mind.

The Governor smiled, and this time, it was a real one. The fact that what you said was making him smile was kinda weird to you, but it also made you proud of yourself.

‐ You have potential, kid. Honestly, you're impressing me.

You felt even more proud. A man like him, that intimidating and powerful, was impressed by you ? At this point, you just wanted him to keep praising you, and you'd do everything for it. In a way, he was incarnating the male presence that you never had. A real father.