Clementine didn't understand why she was leaving, why she was going to Sokovia. She didn't get it, but she didn't argue. Not that her arguing would do anything at all.
But was this really her last night here? Was this really her last night with her mother and sister?
She heard the door open and watched as her little sister, Vivie, came in and sat next to her. "I'm gonna miss you," The younger blonde said, staring up at Clementine.
Clementine only nodded. "I'm gonna miss you too," She said. "But they said I have to go, so I have to go."
Vivie nodded and then hugged her sister. "Mama said she'll miss you," She said as Clementine hugged her back.
For a while, the two sat like that before Vivie pulled away and held out the black cat toy she had with her.
"For me?" Clementine asked and Vivie nodded. The older blonde then took the cat. "Thank you."
"You're welcome!" The younger blonde said with a big grin splayed across her face. There was then a knock on the door and Frederick, Clementine's father, poked his head in.
"Girls, bedtime," He instructed and the two blondes nodded, Vivie climbing into her own bed, which was situated across from Clementine's.
First thing the next morning, Clementine was on her way to Sokovia, with nothing but memories, the clothes on her back, and a black cat toy she called Vampire.
