The Walking Dead Clementine X Male Reader

Chapter 142: Exiled

All three of you are back in the dorm. You and Clem sit on the bed. Clem's hugging her legs and leaning against the wall, and you sit on the edge of the bed with your face in your hand. Your elbows rest on your thighs.

AJ's kicking the wall next to the desk out of anger. You eventually get sick of it, so you take your face out of your palm and you look at AJ.

You: AJ, stop. You'll break your toe or something.

He doesn't stop.

Clem: Come here, sit down.

AJ: No! He says, kicking the wall one last time.

He looks at you and Clem.

AJ: I--it didn't work! I did what you said, and they didn't even care! I know that I was bad, but--but they don't wanna let me fix it!

You: AJ, breathe.

Clem: Remember what we do when we're mad?

He starts kicking the wall again.

Clem: C'mon. You don't wanna be loud, do you?

He stops kicking the wall and clenches his fists.

Clem: What do we do when we're mad?

AJ: We stop, and think, and, um...

He turns to you and Clem.

AJ: I'm still really, really mad. I know that I'm not supposed to get mad. Or sad. Because then I do dumb things.

You: AJ, you have every reason to be upset. We'll all deal with it together. Okay?

He sighs.

AJ: Okay.

You: We stop, we think, and we... Breathe.

AJ: Breathe.

He takes a few deep breaths.

Clem: Feel better?

He doesn't look like it. You sigh.

You: Still mad, huh?

AJ: And, uh...

He turns to you and Clem.

AJ: I think I'm sad, too.

Clem sits on the edge of the bed right next to you.

AJ sniffles as he walks over to yours and Clem's bed. He sits next to Clem and she wraps her arm around him. AJ leans her head on her shoulder and she leans her head on his head.

AJ: I did what you guys told me to.

Clem: We know. You're a good listener.

AJ: I wanted to make them all feel better. It didn't work. Why'd you guys tell me to do that, if it didn't work?

You: We thought they would listen to us. We didn't realize, we...we didn't know how bad it would be. It's our fault they got angry.

AJ: But they hate me. They don't hate you.

Clem: Hm. I think they hate us all.

AJ: I don't wanna go.

You: We know.

AJ: I like knowing where we are all the time. The bed, the food. I like the other kids. Not all of them, but Tenn, and Louis, and Violet.

There's a knock at the door. Louis and Violet walk in. The three of you stand up and face them.

Violet: We took the vote. You have to leave.

AJ: Don't we get to vote? I vote that we stay.

Louis: That's not how it works.

Violet: Maybe it should be.

Louis: You don't have to like it.

Violet: Good, 'cause I don't.

You: Fine, we get it. We'll learn to live with your decision, somehow.

Violet: Seriously, that's it? You know this is fucking wrong, and you're not gonna fight it at all?

You: What's the point? You've already decided.

Louis: Yes, we have.

Clem: Whatever helps you sleep at night.

Louis: What'll help me sleep at night is knowing you three are gone.

Violet: You can be such a shithead, Louis.

Louis: You said you'd go along with it, if we voted fairly.

Violet: It's bullshit, and you'd know it if you weren't so used to burying your head in the sand.

Louis: Oh, I'm burying my head in the sand? Hate Marlon all you want, but you can't tell me AJ isn't dangerous, too.

AJ gets sad from this, and his face shows it. Louis looks at him and you can tell he feels a little guilty, but he gets over it.

Violet: We'll wait for you to pack up, then Louis and I'll escort you out past the safe zone. We'll make sure you get to the road safely. It's not a lot, but at least you won't die on the way.

Louis: We could've happily dumped you outside the gates.

You: Thanks for making sure that we--

AJ: No! Don't thank them! It--it's their fault we gotta leave! They're gonna get rid of us!

Louis: Get him under control.

You: AJ, breathe.

He takes a few deep breaths again.

AJ: Where's Tenn? I gotta say goodbye.

Violet: He was really upset about the vote, and he's not talking to anybody. It's best to leave him alone when he's like this, but... For the record, he wanted you to stay.

Louis: Wait. Does AJ still have that gun?

AJ walks over to Clem's bag and picks up his gun. Louis steps closer to him.

Louis: Hand it over. He says, holding out his hand, awaiting the gun.

Violet: Is this necessary?

Louis: Hell yes, it's necessary. I'm not walking out into the woods with him holding that thing. We already know he knows how to use it.

You: We aren't giving you shit. Especially not stuff that protects us from things you'll never even understand.

AJ puts his gun away.

Louis: Fine, let the kid keep the murder weapon.

Clem picks up her bag and puts it on. You strap all your weapons onto you, which consist of your revolver, hidden blade, bow and quiver, and Retribution.

You put on your hat and you hand Clem's to her. She puts on her hat.

You, Clem, and AJ walk up to the door. You all turn around to look at the place you thought you could call home one last time.

You all turn around, and everyone walks out of the room and down the halls.