Mark of Cain (Clementine x male reader story)

Chapter 14: Cursed

You open your eyes and take in your surroundings. You're still on the couch, in an unknown environment. All your sure of is that Clem got you here...with someone's help.

You survey the surrounding area. It's an unusually clean wooden cabin. Too clean for this world. It looks like a home did before the walkers. Which is almost it's own reason to raise suspicion. A fireplace stands perpendicular to the couch you are on. It's bright flames disorient you.

A coatrack stands tall in the corner of the room, just a few feet from the fireplace.

You slowly sit up, which poses a challenge due to an intense amount of pain it causes.

Looking down, your eyes meet a large bandage wrapped around your torso. A small red patch covers a portion of it.

Then it clicks in your head. You remember what happened. You were shot...

You (whisper): Shit...

Clem: Good to see you awake.

She peers into your line of sight from behind you and takes a seat at the end of the couch. You scoot your feet over to make more room.

Clem: How are you feeling?

You: Seen better days. My stomach hurts.

A sad look grows on Clem's face as her eyes fall to the floor.

Clem: About that...

You: What?

She tries to respond but just can't seem to get the words out.

You then hear a pair of heavy sounding footsteps from the other side of the room. You turn to make eye contact with the figure.

It is the old man that helped you and Clem. He has long grey hair and a beard. he looks you up and down with a steel gaze.

There is an uncomfortable silence as the two of you stare each other down.

Clem: Uhh...Y/N, this is Cain. He saved us.

Cain: Hello.

He waves his hand in a greeting manner. That's when you see the same symbol on his arm from earlier. He sees you staring at it but chooses to ignore it.

You: Pleasure to meet ya, thanks for saving my ass.

Cain: I didn't.

You: Huh?

Cain shifts his attention to Clem.

Cain: You didn't tell him?

Clem: I was just about to.

You: What are you two talking about?

Clem puts a hand on your shoulder. She sighs deeply.

Clem: Y/N, you were shot in the abdomen. We couldn't get the bullet out and the bullet hit your liver.You're bleeding internally. I'm sorry but you don't have long until...

You: Until what Clem...

Clem remains silent.

You turn to Cain.

You: Just give it to me straight...am I going to die!?

Cain: Yes.

You try to process what he just said. You are dying. And from the looks of it there is nothing that can be done to save your life.

You: Fuck...how long do I have?

Cain: A few days max.

You: Well ain't that just fantastic. Fuck me.