Promises

New Group!

I hold my bite and wince at the pain. Sam growls at the rest of the group. 'Why does it matter? I'm bit I should just let them kill me...', I think to myself, but I didn't listen to myself. I snarl and I yolo everything and I run up to a black guy and kick him in his stomach hard. I go up to another guy and throw into a walker- WAIT WHAT?! I shake my head and run for about three minutes. I find a rock and try to rest , but my wish dies... walkers coming from each side of the rock, I slowly get up and a waddle accross a path as Sam attacks two. One trips over me and tries to bite me, I was fixing to let him rip me open when his head is sliced off. I close my eyes trying to avoid blood getting in my eyes, when I open my eyes I see a tall, muscular, shaggy haired, brown eyed, orange shirt, jeans, guy, with a machettee looking down at me. A walker is about to grab him but soon is shot with an arrow by an, old, shorter, grey haired, brown eyed, guy, with a cross bow. The older one shot three more, "I'M OUT GRAB 'ER AND LET'S GO!" "..." "Come on kid we gotta get!", The young one says.

        I growl as he pics me up and runs. "Hey you ok?", Young one asks. "..." I wince not trusting anything. The two guys exchange looks at eachother... "I'll take that as a no...", young one says. "Where's the group your'e with?" "What are you doin' out here?", Old man asks. "...", I stay qiute. "I uh... I hate to break this to ya, kid... but uh, I'm an expert at getting girls to talk when they don't wanna tlak to me..." Young one says. I silently laugh. "Well, you've got plenty of practice.", Old one says. "Pete C'mon man, I don't yer help.", Young one says. "..." I sigh throwing my hands and head back, in young one's arms. "... Well... I'm Luke and this is Pete.", Luke... cute name. "Well duh, you just said his name! But, nice ta meet ya, I'm Clementine." They laugh a bit. "Well, nice to meet you too. We'll take you back to our group, we gotta doctor you look like you could use some-- OH SHIT!!" "What what is it?!" "She's bit man she's bit!" 

"I- I- Crap! Yeah---- I was..." No point in lying. 

"Maybe it isn't too late! We could cut her arm off...?" Pete sighs.

"No-No No No...! That never works!"

"I know it worked for a cousin."

"WorkED! I don't want that... It's too late." I feel a warm tear slide down my cheek.

"Aw... Come on kid don't be like that..." Luke kneels down.

"How can I be? All I am is dead!" 

"Not yet..." Pete thinks aloud to himself.

"Huh..?" 

"We can wait til ya turn.... I mean come on you look like you could use it..." 

"I guess..."

"We don't have to tell the group."

"Luke... you lead the group! You made the rule to tell the truth ALWAYS!"

"But... Come on! She needs help in the little time!"

"Fine!"

"I will try to hold out til' then, I Promise!"