In the Willows

Chapter Four: We Meet Again

Clementine's POV

I walk Y/N back to his room when he falls to his knee.

"Y/N, are you ok?"

"I'm fine, I think I'm crashing."

"Crashing, what do you mean?"

"The drug, " he grits his teeth in pain, "It's wearing off."

I grab his arm and slowly raise him up. His eyes close and he squints in pain.

He opens them and looks at me differently, he surveys the hallway skeptically before meeting my eyes again.

"Cerise, where are we?"

We enter his room and I close the door.

"We- we found a school to settle down for the day." I lie.

He nods his head, "Did I fall or something? My back is killing me."

"Yeah, you fell pretty hard into a hole outside the gates."

He looks at me deeply. His eyes are not dull and empty anymore but shine brilliantly and are full of life.

He gives me a wide goofy grin, "Not as hard as I fell for you."

My face turns a deep shade of red, "I.... uh- "

He cups my cheeks, caressing them slightly. Y/N guides his hand to my nape and entangles his fingers in my curls. He pulls me in, enveloping me into a deep kiss.

He pulls away with a genuine smile, "I feel better now."

I stand there speechless with my mouth agape. I still have a deep shade of red on my face and feeling lightheaded.

"My love? Everything ok?" he said caressing my face.

I nod my head placing my hand on his chest, "We are heading out in the morning, I need you to rest so your back feels better before we leave."

His smile never waivers, "Joining me babe?"

My heart jumps when I hear this.

I bite my bottom lip slightly, "I- I need to go secure the perimeter first, then I'd love to. M-my love."

"I'll keep the bed warm then." he says turning to the bed and laying down on his side.

 In a few seconds I hear him quietly snoring.

I quickly exit the room and slide down the closed door, "Get a hold of yourself Clem...."

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Wyoming, Three Years Ago

Running, your running through the forest when you trip on a tree root. You do a summersault and land on your stomach.

"Fuck." you say taking aim at the figure in the distance in front of you.

You gently squeeze the trigger and the 7.62 round from your Mosin Nagant smashes into your target, blowing off the figures leg from the knee down. The figure falls not so gracefully to the ground.

"Fuck you drifters!" yells the figure grabbing whatever is left of their leg.

You get up with your weapon at the ready when someone comes from behind you and places a hand on your shoulder.

"Nice shot Y/N." says Cerise.

You give her a smile, "Thanks babe."

"C'mon you two, you can continue that shit later." says Kyan giving you a wink.