Bite Marks

Friends?

I couldn't find Carlos anywhere so I waded back to my room hoping Clem and Chase were done talking. However, gun shots run out through the walls which I figured was the snipers in the roof considering no one sounded panicked.
"Group of biters incoming." Yelled a voice from above. I decided now was a good time to rid myself of anger so I grabbed my Katana and headed out the front door and over to the gate. I signalled to the people on the roof not to shoot me and that I was going to help. Apparently two other adult men had the same idea, but oh well. At least we can have each other's backs. Opening And closing the gates we headed towards the migrating biters. It was a decent sized group around twenty to thirty biters. Between us 3 in the ground at at least snipers on the roof we should be good. I slid my katana off my back feeling the familiar pain in the ass weight. Most people would question why I would still use it even if it were heavy, but it's the one thing that reminds me of the good times. I swung and in one clean movement the head of the biter hit the ground. The other mean took out their guns and started shooting at the biters deciding to take them the easy way. More biters moved on me and I let our an annoyed cry and kept swinging. The snipers belong if they saw one get to close, I should thank them later. There were still about 15 biters coming at us and my arms wee starting to tire. I heard someone from within the fence call my name and turned to see Carlos at the gates, however, turning was my first mistake. My second was letting the zombie that I turned around to ace tackle me down. My Katana was knocked out of my hands and I couldn't reach the knife in my boots. Stupid. I'm so stupid! My arm was starting to push through the rotten flesh of the shoulder and its jaws getting closer to my face. Why was no one coming to help? Did I mean that little? Finally I was able to reach a decent sized rock and bash it's skull in getting rotten flesh all over me. Gross. I got up an angrily grabbed my Katana only to see the problem. The two men I was with were currently being eaten and the snipers were concentrating on getting the biters off them. I ran over and killed the remaining biters. I took a look at the two people in front of me and knew what I had to do. They were bit and I knew they wouldn't want to turn.
"I'm sorry" I whispered solemnly before cutting their heads off. I wiped the blade of my katana on my jeans and walked back toward the fence where Carlos was watching with wide eyes.
"Nova..." He started but probably stopped seeing the ice in my eyes. I walked past in and towards my room where Clementine and Chase should be finished. Opening the door I find neither of them so I went back to working on the cameras. Acting like nothing had happened. Still on my gut covered clothing and blood stained skin.
Around 15 minutes later there was a knock at the door.
"Come in!" I yelled not looking up from my camera. Clementine walked in and I gave her a small smile. I really am trying to make an effort to be nicer to her. I mean, if. We're going to stay here together.
"What's up?" I asked setting down the Camera.
"Not much. I wanted to get to know you better." She said and I froze. How am I going to explain? Can I not tell her? What will she think?
"Well...where should I start?" I asked stiffly.
"Before it happened." She said gesturing to outside where the groans of biters could be heard along with the sniper shots. I took a deep breath and before I knew it I was sharing what u shared with little people.
"Um... well... I had horrible parents." I took a shaky breath and looked down.
"They... beat me... locked me in a basement..." I fumbled out having a hard time explaining what happened. Honestly I hated talking about my past...it brings back the memories...the triggers...
"When this happened..." I waved my arm at the window. "They sold me to a group. They were bad people. They found all the girls they could, even young boys..um...and raped them, beat them... So many horrible things."  I decided to leave out the part where I was forced to work as their 'entertainment' because I was their favourite. I would have to...do bad things, and if I didn't they would cut me...beat me...tie me down and gang rape me. It made me sick thinking about it.
"Oh... I'm so sorry. Does anyone else know?" She asked after a long pause.
"No, but I've though for awhile and decided that this is my new family. Because of that I'm going to tell Chase about my past. That's for giving me a bit of courage.., but can you be there when I explain? These things are less scary when you have a friend." I fibbed a bit in there about the whole 'this is my new family'. Honestly I still hate everyone here...except maybe Chase, Carlos and now a bit Clem.
She smiled at me.
"Of course." She said gently. I got up and smiled slightly at her before going to get Chase. I found chase talking to, ugh. Jack.
"Chase can I talk to you for a bit?" I asked quietly feeling small and vulnerable. Jack smirked grabbing a piece of my hair and twirling it around his gross fingers.
"Can I come to babe?" He asked seductively. Honestly ya he is cute but that won't get him far. I get where all trying to 'buddy up' for the apocalypse, but dang! What the he'll did I ever see in that boy. I slapped jacks hand a way and glared at him. Grabbing Chases hand I tugged him back to my room. I walked in and saw Clem give me a reassuring nod. Chase sat down and I took a deep breath.
"I've decided, you guys are what I got for family. I thought you should know my background a bit." I said with shaky breath.
"Ok. Go ahead." He said encouraging me to go on.
"Well...I had horrible parents. They um...beat me and locked me in a basement. After all this happened they sold me to another group. Um...they were terrible people. They found all the girls they could including me and..." I had to stop to try and hold back my tears. Clem noticed and spoke up.
"What she is trying to say is that she trusts you. She is putting the past in the past and moving on."
"Im sorry. I didn't know." He said after a moment.
"I've got to go take inventory. We can talk about this later." He said, and with that left leaving me and Clem alone.
"Thanks." I said quietly.
"Any time. What are friends for?" She said. And I smiled. Friends. I liked that.
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I feel bad for all short chapters lately but hey. I'm on vacation. Give me a break.