Chapter 3: Prescott Part 2

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Y/N POV

While at Prescott me and Clem confront Eli on the faulty bullets we traded for.

Clem: Don't turn away from me. we're talking to you.

Y/N: Yeah you fuck!

Eli: Hey, what's the point in talking when I already told you both, a deal is a deal. And it's done.

Javi joins us

Javi: What's going on?

Clem: This guy ripped us off. we traded him a crate of perfectly good batteries. And he gave us a box of bullets that won't fire! He could've gotten us killed!

Eli: Oh, yeah? And who the fuck are you? their bodyguard or something? 'Cause I don't scare easy, alright? And I don't respond to threats, neither.

I punch him in the face.

Y/N: Motherfucker!

Eli: You can't even prove those are the bullets I traded you.

Clem draws her pistol.

Javi: Whoa, hey, Clem. Come on.

Clem: He knows the bullets don't work. Listen to him. He's not even nervous. (pulls trigger) We could have died because of his bullets.

Eli: Un-fuckin'-believable.

Eli draws a knife.

Clem: Look out!

I stand in front of Clem and block his attack but he still cuts me with his knife.

Y/N: Motherfucker!

I headbutt him then punch him in the stomach and he falls back into the chair.

Eli: Hey, listen. Let's all cool down, huh? You both were acting crazy... I was, too. We just... got a little outta hand, that's all.

Clem: Just give us what we're owed!

Eli: Jesus. You gotta get them under control, man! This ain't no way to do business.

Javi punches Eli.

I hold out my fist and he fist bumps me.

Clem: We had a deal!

Eli: Alright, hey, okay. Alright, so, hey, we'll trade back. I'll find some batteries.

Clem: We don't need batteries. what we need are bullets that won't get us killed--

Clem pulls the trigger, but the gun actually fires, killing Eli.

Clem: Oh, no... Oh, no!

Conrad: Drop the gun! Right now!

Y/N: Shit.

Clem: Say he attacked you and that he was going for his gun.

Y/N: Nah I have to make it believable.

Conrad: I fucking warned you!

Clem: Eli attacked Y/N. I only shot because--

Conrad: Shut it! You've done enough talking. Drop it.

Clem drops her gun, and Tripp enters.

Tripp: There's a herd out there, and you're firing off a fucking-- What the fuck happened here?

Clem: He attacked Y/N. Okay? It was self-defense.

Tripp: Enough from you. Did she really have to shoot?

Y/N: Look you cunt [I point to the cut above my eye] You really think I'd do this to myself?

Javi: Look at his eye, man. Of course she's telling the truth. The guy ripped her off, cut Y/N and then reached for his gun, and would've shot us if she hadn't stopped him..

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