You're Too Young To Be So Broken

Hunted

Hiyah! This story will have some flashbacks, you've been warned :)

Also people born deaf sign in their head, much how people who can hear talk in theirs, this will be shown throughout the story. You will know when Clem is thinking due to words that look like this.

Bold and Italics

However if words are simply bold with no italics it's just me putting emphasis on something.

For new readers who didn't read the first two stories:

Italics means signing w/ no speech

Italics and underlining means signing and speaking at the same time

Hope that clears up some things and with that being said

ENJOY :)

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She wandered through life taking each day slowly, traveling with deep gashes of wounds that she seemed to only cover with thin Band-Aids.

She had lost everyone. Her love, Aj, everything she cared about simply fell through her finger tips in a split second. She stopped caring for anything or anyone, for a while she had given up thinking there was no point for her to keep living. But a quick brush of death kicked her out of that thinking.

Though she still didn't trust, and she was ruthless. She did anything to ease the ache in her heart. Losing Aj was the final nail in the coffin, the final straw for her.

And Duck?

The boy she had been with since the beginning, the boy she grew to love who she was so sure loved her back. The boy who made her feel special, and beautiful regardless of her scars.

Her boy. Her everything. And now to even utter his name made her boil in rage. It felt as if her very soul had split in two. Her heart was broken, shattered and she couldn't pick up the pieces. She remembered a wise woman once telling her not to shut out people who cared but as time ticked on she saw it as the only way. That was the only way she could protect herself, or more so protect her very fragile heart that had taken too many beatings.

She couldn't take another heartbreak, surely it would due her in.

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PRESENT TIME: Somewhere In Virginia

Clem woke, her neck sore and body stiff. The girl groaned rolling over on the hard floor she had slept on the night before. It had been a while since the girl had the comfort of a nice warm bed, she missed the feeling she had to admit.

She sighed, sitting up from her secluded corner in the abandoned gas station. Quite frankly she didn't remember falling asleep, but she did recall having one hell of a headache. It was a new thing she had to deal with, and she was not too pleased about it.

Her hand came up to her head, softly massaging her temple. She swore she could still feel the intense pain in the side of her head, like someone had taken a hot poker and jammed it through her eye socket.

"Crappy Day." She groaned, forcing herself to her feet. It took a while for her legs to gain some sensation in them but once the blood began flowing it became easier to walk. Her legs and hands had really never been the same since that harsh winter.

If falling through the ice wasn't enough she was stuck in the cold for a considerable amount after, frostbite was quick to sneak up on her and once she had it, it was hard to shake. Luckily it wasn't too bad and by the time she got to Wellington they were able to help to some extent.