The Walking Dead: The Final Season (Louis x Reader)

Chapter 2

You walk down a dark hallway, one so dark you can't tell where you are. The floorboards creak every step you take. You smell pine in the air. There is a cold winter breeze, and a chill goes down your spine.

Not knowing where you are, you decide to investigate. Instead of looking straight ahead, you look at the walls, still walking slowly, as to not wake anyone up. It's blurry at first, but you begin to recognize what you're looking at as you inch closer to the wall. There are portraits hanging from the wall. Although it's faint, you see two parents, and their two daughters. One of them is you.

You now realize that the creaky floorboards, and the smell of pine aren't just coincidental. You're home, but you're much shorter, and you don't smell like dirt and walker blood. You're seven years old again and you're back at the place that brings you nightmares.

You put your right hand on the wall and begin to walk forward again, dragging the hand along as you go.

You finally reach the end of the very familiar hallway, and find the door to the basement. You reluctantly reach out for the door knob and feel the cool brass on your bare skin. You twist the knob and let the door creak open. You slowly and cautiously walk down the steps and over to the fuse box.

When you reach the fuse box, you gently open it. You tried flipping the switch labeled 'Basement' from on, to off, to on again. But nothing happened.

You hear faint yelling coming from the other room, the voices all too familiar, the dialogue, too.

"You can't keep doing this, honey!"

"I'm just trying to make a fucking point! Our first daughter learned from this, and now (y/n) needs to learn!"

"I-I know. And I think (y/n) already learned her lesson. Just please, undo this."

You could never remember to turn off that light switch.

You wake up in a cold sweat, that dream wasn't scary, it was just a bad memory. Sighing, you sit up and stretch, while the sun peeks through the window as though it's just started to rise. You stand up from your bed and gather your things for today.

You groan in annoyance that Aasim told Marlon that one walker was in the safe zone. One walker! You were convinced that it would be fine, but now you had to move and reset all the traps. Minimizing the safe zone. Aasim pissed you off pretty often doing things like this. You knew that it was just a precaution, but you couldn't help but feel like everyone was being a little too overprotective.

When Aasim told Marlon, Marlon wasn't really concerned about the walkers. He was more concerned that a considerable amount of the traps were empty, meaning someone else could've emptied them, but he didn't tell anyone that.

Unfortunately, it was just you and Aasim resetting the traps. Marlon needed Louis for something else, and Louis seriously dodged a bullet.

Not only was resetting the traps a precise pain in your ass, but moving them and putting them a certain length away from each other was too. Especially with Aasim, everything had to be perfect. "No! It needs to be a little bit to the left of that one." Aasim yells to you and points to a spot on your right.

Annoyed, because he keeps correcting you, you glare up at Aasim. And, without breaking eye contact you slowly move the part of trap where he wanted it. A little bit later you were done with the shit Aasim had been giving you. you knew it wasn't just Aasim making you angry, with everything going on after Sophie and Minnie, everyone was on edge.

"Dammit (y/n)! This doesn't go here!"

The anger boiling in your chest made you completely blind to what happened next. The snare trapped your left hand, pulling your arm up to where you were almost hanging from the tree. "Holy shit!" You yelled and Aasim came running over. Before he could help you, you cut off the noose and before Aasim could say anything, you said. "I don't want to hear it, Aasim. Let's just go." Aasim frowns at you and you two begin to walk back to the school.

"Look, I'm sorry if I was kind of a jerk earlier, but if we don't set the snares up perfectly, well... You know this is for our survival." Aasim said to you sincerely. "I know. I guess I'm glad you care so much about our survival, but minimizing the safe zone because of one walker? Back when this all started we only made the safe zone because there were herds of them." You sighed and Aasim looked down, not willing to respond.

Your wrist hurt after the snare incident, it was a little red and you wondered if it was sprained.  You decided to ask Ruby, and were on your way to find her now.

"Hey, Ruby. I was wondering if you could check my wrist? It might be sprained, or, I don't know..." You trailed off, feeling dumb. "What happened to it?" Ruby asked you. "Oh, uhh, there was just an accident with a snare." You answered her awkwardly. She nodded and took your left arm.

"It just looks swollen. You should be fine in no time." Ruby assured you. You smiled, said thanks, waved goodbye to her, and turned to leave only to run into Louis. "Oh hey (y/n). I was looking for you, come with me." Without hesitation Louis grabs your arm and drags you along with him. You wince when he touches your wrist.

Louis leads you to the room, you, him, and Marlon would spend a lot of time in. He steps aside for you and says. "After you." With a smirk you walk forward and open the door, to find Marlon waiting for you and Louis. You look around and notice that the room actually looks like it used to, and it didn't make you feel like the world had gone to shit.

Louis followed you inside and sat down in his spot while you took yours. "What d'you think? Louis has been helping me refurbish it." Marlon said and he gestured to Louis. "Well it definitely makes it seem like everything is back to norm— how it used to be." You said. "Wait a second— you made me set up traps with Aasim, instead of helping out in here?!?"

Marlon shrugged. "We thought it'd be a nice surprise, and we couldn't let Aasim go alone." You chuckled and said. "You could've had Ruby go with him. He would've enjoyed that, and he probably would've been nicer to her." Louis's eyes widen and he says. "Wait a minute. Aasim likes..." Louis gives you a devious smile, to which you reply. "You didn't hear it from me."