The girl - a clementine x male reader story

Chapter 147 - over the cliff and into the deep end

Your head is fucking beating.

You rode for a few hours until you remembered some light started to come into the sky. Then with your quickly declining mental state and all the alcohol still in your belly started to flood your system you blacked out.

And woke up.

Surrounded by walkers. All dead.

Beaten to bloody pulps. Your knuckles purple and bloody. Your axe dripping, even after hours of it drying.

Black soot at the end of your gun.

Your rage room.

In this old abandoned farmhouse.

Your only a couple hours ride from the school... and it feels like it's on the other side of the world now.

You climb to your feet, blood dripping from you hands.

You step outside the building.

You sigh with relief when you find arky, stood outside, grazing.

Looks like all that train paid off, any other horse would have bolted but he kept his distance and came back.

You: hey boy.

You say glumly.

You don't get on him as you'll cover him in blood, that you'll have to clean.

You have very vague, hazy memories of a stream nearby.

Was it south...

Or west...

You headed north from the school, which would mean you passed it if it was south. Which makes sense why you vaguely remember it.

You settle for south west.

You start walking with arky following close behind.

You strut through the fields, which turns into woods. You walk for maybe about an hour.

They seem less alive than the ones around the school. More deserted.

You sigh with relief when you hear the running water. You head towards it and find a small stream that carved through the forest.

Smooth pebbles lay at the bottom.

You strip off all your clothes and enter the water. It's only really knee height but you've bathed in puddle depth before so this is more than enough.

You first need to get your hands clean. Can't clean anywhere else with dirty hands.

You plunge them under the cold running water and begin washing off the huge amount of walker blood.

Once your hands are clean you begin washing your body that's only slightly bloodstained as the shirt took the brunt of it. You'll have to find some new clothes or find a raider whose your size and strangle him to keep them clean.

You take a deep breath as you squat down and plunge your head under the water. You feel the blood leaving your hair.

As the cold current hits you in the face, you realise you haven't even thought about Clem or the others all day.

You've thought about the school, yeah, but only is position, not what it means to you.

You hadn't thought about how they might feel, how they've reacted since you left, what position you've left them in or what they are even saying.

You haven't even wondered if they're safe.

Maybe it finally happened.

Maybe your heart finally broke.