What The Heart Wants/A Violetine Story

Chapter 6

Well this chapter took me a while but I finally got the chance to finish it hope you guys enjoyed it.
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Clementine sighed, as she stared at the clouds, moving without a care.

She thought back to what Violet said back on the roof, about the bird, and how it could go anywhere it wanted.

Oh, how she wished she was that bird.

She should be happy. She and Violet haven't talked since that day, unless she can count talking about supplies and the safe zone talking, and everyone seemed to be in high spirits now, even Minerva took a liking to her. AJ was more than fine, he was acting like a child again.

So why was she so upset?

She winced, as a pain shot through her side.

Oh, right...

She was useless. She felt useless. No matter how much she tried to fight back the feeling, to move past it, she couldn't.

She told AJ that the others could help him with his trauma but, she couldn't say the same for herself.

After all, whenever they caught a glimpse of her true feelings, whenever she let something slip, they would either silently stare in worry, or look uncomfortable about it. No one knew the right thing to say, not even Violet when they talked the other day.

Clem just felt stupid telling her about it. Of course everyone had nightmares of the people they lost, of course everyone suffered from survivor's guilt.

What made her any special?

Her feelings were a joke and they always made her feel ashamed.

She rubbed her temples, and let out a longer sigh this time, before moving the last box of supplies. They didn't have many to begin with, so it was like they gave her this job as an afterthought, or out of pity.

She couldn't decide which one was worst.

"Hey rotten fruit." Minerva walked towards her, and the girl in the hat just rolled her eyes.

"Hey, asshole." She said back, before cleaning the dust off her clothes, or at least tried to. "What brings you here?"

"I came to check on you, and I was bored." Minerva shrugged, while Clem just glared.

"So, what? I'm supposed to entertain you?"

"Basically, yeah."

"I have a good idea Minerva, and it includes a knife."

"Kinky." Minnie smirked, while Clementine just groaned. Her expression then turned serious, as she furrowed her eyebrows. "What's wrong? You're too grumpy today."

"I keep redoing the same thing, over and over again." Clementine said, feeling so frustrated, she through her hands around as she talked. "It's like no one trusts me to do anything with this injury."

"It is a bad injury."

"I've had worse." She answered, then sighed. "I just feel useless, I guess."

"Well, you are sort of useless right now." Minerva shrugged, and casually pointed at her side. "At least for hunting and killing walkers, but you can help with the stuff that no one likes doing!" She shook her head, when this time she received a depressed look. "Look, I'll say it how it is. You have to focus on healing, otherwise there is nothing you can do."

"Yeah." Clementine just said, and walked away.

She knew the redhead was trying to help in her own way but, somehow every word that anyone would say to her only made her feel worse.