Romeo and Juliet ||Clouis fanfiction||

8.- Nightmare

Sorry, I changed another thing. Lou and Clem are 19 and 18 now but I'm still gonna call them teens, so... I'm planning to do some stuff, hehe🙃. Enjoy!💗

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It was a late evening at the moment and everywhere was quiet, no people, no walkers. You could hear the flying and sad tweeting of the dying birds. On the other hand, there are some nice fish in the lake, but no fishing rods or spears.

The group of teens sat on the wooden logs near a fireplace, unfortunately hungry. They didn't have much luck in the woods, but at least they weren't cold.

Flames were reflecting in her beautiful amber eyes as she was staring into the fire.
She remembered all the times her, Brody, Vi, Minnie, and Sophie would sit around the fireplace and tell each other horror stories when they were younger, which actually weren't really scary. I mean, they already lived in one horror story. But at least, they had some fun. Minnie would always play the guitar and sing some cheerful songs, or they all would sing "Don't be afraid" song.
Gabe would often join them with some other boys and they would play some card games. Yeah, and most of the time he let Clem win. And she always knew.

Her train of thoughts was interrupted by her loud empty stomach. James sure noticed that.
"Here. It's not much but...here you go." he gave her an apple. She looked him in the eyes miserably. "Are you sure?" she asked. "Go ahead, it's all yours." he kindly smiled at her.

"Nu-uh, we gotta share." Clem grabbed her knife and sliced the apple on three same parts, one for her, one for James, and one for Louis. She handed the slices to them and they both thanked her. Louis couldn't resist but think about her all the time. She made him really happy with single gestures.

"How about...we play a game? Huh?" Louis filled the empty silence. "Like, cards?" James asked.
"Yes! The highest card has to ask the lowest some question, easy!" he explained cheerfully. He went to grab the cards from his pocket, but they weren't there. "Oh, shoot. Hold on, I think I know where they are," he said and ran inside.

Clementine and James sat there silently, until...
"You gonna tell him?" The girl popped up her head at him surprisingly. It took her a second to realize what he was talking about. "I-...I can't, James..." she mumbled, looking at the ground sadly, thinking about the worst. "What if he'd kill me?"
"What?! You know he wouldn't do that!" he replied. He was right. Louis just isn't that type of person.

"How do you even know? I mean, that I'm..."
she asked. James's bad memories hit into his mind immediately. He looked at the ground before speaking,

"I...used to be your Whisperer, maybe a year ago. With...my boyfriend Charlie, too. We joined Whisperers together. One time after a fight, Lee wanted to send a letter to Blue's. Charlie took the letter and went there...and he didn't come back...Christa, she...she slit his throat..." Clementine gasped in shock. She didn't know what to say. It was just so horrible! She actually killed an innocent human, just because she lost a stupid fight.

He took out a photo from his pocket. It was him and his boyfriend, Charlie. They looked very young and happy together. It made her upset.
"I'm sorry, James." He looked up at her and gave her a small warming smile, but then it turned into a serious face.

"So, are you going to tell him? Because...you know, you don't want to lie to him your whole life, right?" he asked again. She looked down at her feet, thinking. "When it's gonna be the right time, I'll speak to him." James smiled and nodded his head.

"Did I miss something?" Louis came back with the cards. "Nah, not really," James said, yawning loudly. "Do you even sleep these days, James?" Clem asked jokingly. "Umm...I don't know?" he answered playfully. His eyes caught Louis staring at Clem again, but it wasn't like the mean staring. It was more of staring in love. James noticed that a couple of times and realized, he probably doesn't have a chance with him anymore. The other boy is clearly in love.