~Please, Say You Won't Let Go~ Clouis

Chapter Two: I'm So Sorry (Clem's Pov)

RECAP:

Clementine and Louis sat at their picnic table in the courtyard having dinner together when Louis faded into a terrifying flashback to the boat and when he had lost his tongue. Eventually, Clementine snaps him out of it and when they finish their dinner, the two make their way to Louis' bedroom where Clementine and him have a serious and emotional conversation. When Clementine gets up to leave, Louis mime-asks her to stay with him that night, to which she obliged.

Clem's POV:

Louis tossed and turned all night. Since I was a light sleeper, he woke me every time he did. Every time he would get rowdy I would shush him and calm him, just like I would do to Aj when he was having nightmares when we still had our car.

The sun was up the next time I heard him. I slowly opened my eyes and saw his body completely sitting up and leaning slightly forward and I heard his snores. He fell asleep sitting up, poor guy. I felt awful.

It was all my fault.

I sat up next to him and slowly lead his head back to his pillow, letting my upper back come in contact with the matress again. I turned my body to face him and he tossed boisterously before eventually finding a calming spot as he clung to my body.

I held him close to me and hummed to him softly, hoping to calm and soothe him back to sleep

I slept a little more and felt him sit up again, waking me up as I watched his body from where I was laying down.

A few moments after, I begrudgingly sat back up with him but this time his eyes were open and he looked mortified.

I wrapped my arms around him immediately.

"Hey... what's up?" I whispered softly.

He looked down at me while wiping his tears and placing a hand lightly on my back, embracing me too.

I pulled away and put my hand on his cheek and looked into his glossy eyes.

"Another nightmare?" I asked sorrowfully.

His hands formed into the demonstration of a piece of paper and a pen, asking for something to write with and on.

I scrambled around the room collecting an old piece of already scribbled on paper and an old colored pencil, handing it to him who was now at his desk.

"What if they come back?" He simply wrote.

"Louis, I promise. They won't." I swore before he turned back to his paper.

"But what if they do?" He asked again.

"Then we're prepared." I shortly replied. "And even if they do, I promise, I wont let them take you again."

Louis nodded, not fully convinced but semi-satisfied.

I took his hands, leading him to his feet and looking into his eyes once again.

"They are not coming back. Never. I promise. And if they do, they will regret it even more than they already do. They lost a bunch of people. I promise, they wont come back." I meaningfully promised him.

"You guys coming?" Violet poked her head into the room.

"Yeah. We'll be out in a minute." I responded and she shut the door, walking down the hall.

I looked him I'm the eyes and held out my pinkie.

His hooked onto mine and we shook one time.

"Promise." I stated.

He simply nodded his head once and sat on his bed.

"I'll see you down there? We can hang out in a little while." I compromised and he silently nodded again, getting lost in thought but as much as I didnt want to, I left him that time thinking it could be beneficial.