The Walking Dead Clementine X Male Reader

Chapter 34: Can or Can't Trust

You're in the kitchen with Nick and Carlos. Luke and Clem are in the living room, because you didn't want Clem to worry. Carlos is taking care of your cut, and Nick is biting his nails.

You glance at the rifle on the table and then at Nick.

Carlos: This might hurt a little.

You don't feel anything.

Carlos: That's new.

You: What?

Carlos: You didn't even say "ow."

You: I've been through too much shit to feel that.

Carlos: Sarah would've had at least a tear.

You: She wouldn't understand.

Nick: How's he look?

Carlos: The girl's suturing skills need some work, but otherwise I'd say he should be fine.

Nick: So it wasn't a lurker bite?

Carlos: If it was, the fever would've already set in and his temperature would be through the roof.

Carlos puts some bandages on your hip. Nick leaves the room.

Carlos: When's the last time that bandage was changed?

You raise your eyebrow.

You: Just now?

Carlos: I was talking about your eye.

You: It's not an eye anymore, it's just a hole. So call it "a hole."

Carlos: Sorry I spoke. But still. When was the bandage last changed?

You try to think.

You: A few months ago, I think.

Carlos: I could change the bandage.

You shake your head with a stern expression on your face.

Carlos: Why not?

You: Because I don't trust you.

Carlos: Hm... fine. He says walking over to the sink.

Carlos washes his hands.

Carlos: I wish you wouldn't've done what you did.

You: I was hurt and you weren't helping.

Carlos: Because we considered you a threat. Which you were. Maybe you still are.

You: I was bleeding out, dumbass! I would've died either way! If you were a real doctor you would've noticed that!

Carlos: I'll have you know, I have a doctors certificate.

You: I'm guessing you got it out of a cereal box.

Carlos: We put you in that shed out of concern for the safety of our loved ones. And then your friend escaped and persuaded my daughter to steal from us.

You smirk.

You: Yeah. She's pretty good at that. You say in a cocky tone.

Carlos gets done with washing his hands and turns around.

Carlos: If you so much as-

You: What? If I so much as what? Talk to her? I didn't. Your threats don't scare me.

You lean in closer.

You whisper: Nothing scares me anymore.

You: In fact; I've killed people. People who were going to hurt the people I cared about. So if your daughter were to get Clementine killed, I'd kill her.