Walking Dead Game Collection

"Holding On"

Title: Holding On
Characters: Clementine, Javier, Gabe
Summary: Inspired by a scene in The Last Of Us, Clementine is almost attacked and assaulted. Luckily, Javi and Gabe bust onto the scene before anything has a chance to get too far.
Author's Note: This is in celebration of my TWDG Wattpad book hitting 100 chapters! So I decided to write a piece I was really inspired to do :) tw; swear words, violence, alluding to sexual assault. Another long one y'all brace yourselves.
Requested By: fetchketchum
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The squirming from inside the room sent chills down their spines.

Javier and Gabe, arms crossed and staring at the metal door with pressed, quizzical brows, listened intently to the muffled groans and shuffling from within the small storage room.

"Who do you think is in there?" Gabe asked softly, glancing up at his uncle with desperate curiosity.

Javi, knowing this was only going to detract from the work they had yet to do in the day, sighed. "We're about to find out."

At first, it was locked. But the moment they kicked the door in, they froze in horror at the sight before them.

Clementine was pinned to the floor by a stranger, a man looking to be just older than Javier, looming above her. One of his legs was wedged in between her own, his body pinning her down. Her shirt was torn almost completely in half, exposing the skin and bra that rested beneath.

While embarrassed, she was more so panicked at the sight of what the two were witnessing.

While one hand was pinning her to the floor, the other, wielding a switchblade, dauntingly brushing near her cheek. Just as the two had burst in, it was no secret that it was darting further down her neck and toward her now almost-bare chest.

He was larger than the average male and overpowered the teen tenfold. Her free hand, the only possible one she could use to break free, was locked behind her back and pressed into the ground due to his weight against her.

He had her completely pinned, and it was no secret what he was trying to accomplish.

"Back off!" Clem wailed, struggling beneath the death grip the stranger had looming over her.

"Let go of her!" Gabe's face, at one point carrying all the concern in the world, quickly flickered to anger. While desperate to call out to the girl and assure her that she would be okay, the matter at hand was getting this guy off of her.

To Javi, he was filled to the brim with pure, unfazed rage.

Clementine's gaze flickered to the duo, her desperation pleading to be set free from the grip inflicted upon her.

"Hey! I said let her go!" Gabe yelled, already stepping forwards ready to take on the stranger if he dare move any further.

"You're busted, asshole." Javi spat, venom lacing every word. "I suggest you let go of her. Now."

Slowly, gradually, the grip against the girl's arm began to loosen, and the proximity he held began to ease.

Not willing to wait, Javi leapt forwards slamming death grips onto the back of his shirt and tearing him off of her. Instantly, he threw him onto the floor, and upon starting closer, watched the stranger squirm against the dirtied ground to the opposite end of the room. "You fucker." He spat, fists clenched at his sides.

"Clem!" The desperation in Gabe's voice was thick as he threw himself to her side, watching her desperately claw at the remainder of fabric she had against her chest.

At first, feeling a presence beside her, her arms flailed his way trying to push whoever it was off and away from her. "Stay back!" She pleaded, tears thick in her throat. The desperate horror coating every word just about broke Gabe's heart whole.