The Engineer

Chapter 3 - The Girl

You: Alright, lemme just get my shit.

I said as I was putting my pack over my shoulders

Violet: Why? You're not gonna need it.

I walk to her side.

You: You don't know that.

Violet: Whatever.

Violet then starts walking out of the piano room and I follow her. We go up the stairs and I wonder why this "Clem" girl won't come over to us instead of her coming to me.

You: How come she won't just come over and see me instead of me seeing her?

I look at her to see her face turn into a saddened expression as we turn on a platform to the next set of stairs to the left.

Violet: She..she has a bit of a.. problem..with stairs. You'll see.
She says with a saddened tone.

I feel bad for not telling her to just ignore me so she wouldn't be sad, but I still don't know these people that well so I didn't.

We reach the top and walk to the front of a double door.

Violet: Ready?

I look at her and furrow my brows.

You: Of course?

Violet just rolls her eye and opens both doors and walks through while I follow through.

I look around the torn up room and notice a mattress with a brown pitbull and a worn out blanket on it to the far right corner of the room.

I look to the left to see an old office desk and the back side of an old office chair. I also see a pair of wooden crutches leaning against the desk.

Violet: Clem! He's here.

I see the old office chair swivel around to face Me and Violet to see a short haired brunette girl.

She...she looks so...pretty. She's has curly hair that's in a low bun, which looks...cute. She's got a perfect sun-kissed skin color that illuminates from the candles in the room. She looks like she's been through a lot. I could tell. We all have though..

She picks up a pair of wooden crutches that were beside her and uses them to get up. She then makes her way to me and holds her hand out.

Clem: Hey, I'm Clementine, I'm basically the leader of this place.

I shake her hand nervously, I've never seen a girl so beautiful sense I was at Richmond a year ago.

Stop Y/N, she's probably the one who ordered them to kidnap you, you can't trust them!

You: I-I'm Y/N, you're...you're prisoner
I said a bit passive aggressively at the word prisoner

Clem looks down and furrows her brows in guilt.

Clem: Yea sorry about that, how about we give you some dinner later to make up for it?

Dinner would be nice...better then eating another dead skunk in the road...I'll try it, if they poison me then fuck it, I die.

You: Alright, Sure, I'll have dinner later tonight.

Clem: Alright.

I was about to walk away when I finally noticed that she didn't have a lower right leg. I stare too long though and she see notices me staring.

Clem: Walker bite.

I look up and go wide eyed

You: Shit, sorry I-I should'nt have stared..