Chapter 84 - letting your troubles go

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You all walk through the forest towards the empty field. Everything to do with max and your blood seems to be clogging your mind and you can't focus on anything but it.

You feel a little sick as your stomach grumbles and you involuntarily clench your left fist.

You shake it off.

You sigh and feel yourself becoming warmer. I didn't know that was possible. You begin sweating.

Clem: are you ok?

You: yeah I just feel a bit queasy.

Clem looks worried.

You: no need to get worried I'm fine.

Clem: I still am. After what happened to you and what you did I-

You: Clementine I told you I'm fine so drop it.

You say angrily. Your voice gets deeper as you feel max was taking over mid sentence and Clem looks more suspicious.

You pretend to cough.

You: sorry I didn't mean to sound angry. Had something caught in my throat.

Clem: you're being weird.

You feel your face go red and your eyes keep changing colour.

You: I'm fine.

Clem grabs your arm pulling you aside.

Clem: you're lying.

You: no I'm not.

Clem: you've gone red and your eyes can't pick a colour because you don't know how to feel when you lie to me.

You: can you believe me for once. I'm fine. I'm just nervous because your bombarding me.

Clem: fine have it your way but if I find out your lying I'll-

You: I know Clem.

Louis walks over.

Louis: everything ok over here.

You: yep.

Clem: Y/N won't tell me something.

You: you literally just said you were going to leave it.

Clem: fine sorry.

You run your eyes and sigh.

You begin walking.

Clem: are you annoyed with me.

You: no I'm tired.

Clem: ok. I'm going to go and talk to violet.

You: ok.

Clem runs to catch up to violet.

Louis: so what are you keeping from her?

You: if I won't tell her why would I tell you.

Louis: I don't know. Maybe it was a secret just from her.

You: like what?

Louis: you're cheating on her.

You: what? no. Who could I even cheat on her with?

Louis: I don't know. If it's not that then... you're marrying her.

You go red.

You: well no. We are 19.

Louis: well with walkers about who knows how long you've got left.

You think for a bit. That's a good point.

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