Flashback (2)

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Y/n was quietly walking along the side of Clementine. They were listening to Christa and Omid argue about the name of the baby. "Girls a little help here?" Christa called out. "What if its a girl?" Clem questioned.   

"Then we name her Christa." Omid turned to us.Y/n giggled at his lack of creativity. 

"But I'm Christa. I don't wanna call her Christa that's just confusing."

"So name her Genevive I don't care." 

"How can you not care!?"

They slowly stopped at the restrooms. The younger girls examined the rundown place.Y/n slowly began to zone out and into her thoughts. Until Clem pulled her into the girls' toilets. 

"Come on Y/n you zoned out again." Y/n give her a small smile as an indication that she is back in reality. 

They carefully checked every stall before going to the sink and placing down their bags. The girls began to was their faces and Clementine knocked out her water bottle. Luckily, the cap was on and nothing spilled. When she went to retrieve it in one of the stalls Y/n hear the door open.  

Y/n saw it was an unknown woman. She quickly closed the stall Clem was in but couldn't hide since she was already noticed. 

Lady swiftly picked up Clems gun that she left on the counter and pointed it at Y/n. "You got anything on you?" She asked while searching through their bags. "That's a-all I have."

"Don't think I would." Once the lady finished her sentence she heard some noise coming from the last stall where clementine hid. The women quickly moved and opened it revealing Clem. "Get outter there." She commanded now pointing a gun at Clem. She did as she was told. 

"How did ya make it this long ya got nothin'." She then turned her attention back on us. "I'm serious what else ya got." 

"That's it..." Clem assured. 

"Don't lie to me I'll pop you. Give me what ya got." She threatened. 

"We don't have anything," I repeated.

She once again tried to look through our stuff and commenting on how useless it is. We saw Omid appear from the door he mentioned for us to keep quiet.

But...

The door shut, she shot, he died.

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"Clem I-I can't I d-don't know how to stitch w-we both k-know that. T-th-this is a bad idea." Y/n panicly stuttered holding the needle and thread. "Just do it. If we leave it it will get infected." 

Y/n shakingly brought the needle to Clem's arm and hesitantly pierced her flesh. Clem grunted in pain trying to keep quiet as Y/n continued her stitching. 

"Just a few more... Few more." Y/n remated more to herself than her friend. She continued stitching until she was done. "Ok I-i'm done." Clem examined her arm. "Better than nothing."

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Y/n was crying in the corner while Jane and Kenny were fighting. She didn't want it to end as it did. In Jane's death. She cried as she heard Janes struggle to fight him off. She cried when she felt Clementine's hand on her shoulder. Clementine tried to calm her down but nothing worked. She was to panicked. "Please Y/n we have to go...ok" Trying to get the shaken girl to stand up.

"O-o-ok..."


A/n: Welp tbh yall are boring no one chose the tongue I wonder why. Anyway thanks for reading this.

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