Project V (Clementine X Male Reader Book 4)

Wrath of a God

You close the gate behind you.

You: Can we talk more, Brooklyn?

Brooklyn: No.

She doesn't even look at you.

You: I know you're not my biggest fan right now-

Brooklyn: I am, actually. That's the problem.

She turns around and pokes you hard in the chest.

Brooklyn: And you've already made the decision to throw your life away. There's nothing to talk about.

You: Brooklyn-

Brooklyn: I came in here to help you. I'm risking my life to make sure you're ok, and you just threw that back in my face. What is Clementine going to do for the next year if you stay in here? What am I going to do for the rest of my life?

You don't say anything. It's probably best you don't.

Brooklyn: You made me a promise last night. Right?

You don't say anything. She hits you in the shoulder. Obviously, it doesn't hurt, but even without your invulnerability, she wasn't trying to hurt you.

Brooklyn: Answer.

You: Yeah, I did.

Brooklyn: So what, you're breaking it already?

You: I made a commitment to Marina that is far more important.

Brooklyn: But there is nothing you can do for her. The best thing is to leave, so maybe you can convince someone to save her life before you both get killed.

You: I can't just leave her.

Brooklyn: There is nothing you can do. Literally, nothing.

You: We don't know that.

Brooklyn: Yes, we do!

You: I don't expect you to understand why I'm doing this.

Brooklyn: You're right. I don't understand. Nor would anyone with a brain between their fucking ears!

Alice: Sorry to interrupt your...

She waves her hand in a circle.

Alice: Whatever this is. But, if you could stop, that'd be great.

Brooklyn: Fuck off.

Alice: Oh, so you're an asshole. Nice.

Brooklyn: What?

You take a step forward as Brooklyn turns around.

Alice: I said you're an asshole.

You put a hand on Brooklyn's shoulder.

You: How about we go to our place for a bit. Cool off. Maybe talk some more.

Brooklyn: Or I could kick her-

Alice: Oh fuck off. You're more talk than bite.

You grab Brooklyn around the waist and pick her up.

Brooklyn: Let me GO! I'm gonna kick her ass.

Alice: You've said that twice, and you still haven't done anything.

Marina: What's going on?

You: Marina, hey, I'm gonna take her back to our place. Uh, get her sorted out.

Alice: Me? I didn't do anything.

Marina: I find that hard to believe.

You start carrying Brooklyn off as she protests.