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Alright this is where my actual original plans and ideas for this fanfic begins! Finally! So I did those chapters just so everyone knew how it happened (for this fanfic anyway) sooooooo.... This is basically the second season but this starts at where they see Christa and Omid out in the field then they go to the bathroom place and yeah, it will be different don't worry! So continue reading!
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-----"Let's name him Omid."
"No that's confusing. My baby's name isn't going to be Omid."
"Yes"
"What if.. It's a girl?" Clementine said reluctantly as she looked up to me.
"Well... I don't know Clem. I guess we will find out someday, huh?" I patted he read softly and she giggled.
She's rarely giggled or joked much since she saw her parents. Before then she had that crevice in her mind that they are alive and safe, keeping her personality decently alive.. That crevice just got smaller and smaller with less hope and happiness.
"Them we can call her Christa!" Omid said in a funny voice.
"I'm not naming my girl Christa!"
I sighed. They had been talking about that for 2 hours by now. And we found them 8 days ago. 2 of which I spent looking for Kenny, but I just can't find him. I had to move on though, we were running out of food, Clem can't starve.
"Look, there's a bathroom place there. Maybe we can camp there." I whispered while looking through two trees.
"That's a good idea Lee!" Clem said. "Hey, get on your knees Lee." I kneeled down. "Good job." She patted my head mocking me from earlier.
We both laughed quietly.
"Alright guys, keep track of your things."
"Alright." Clem and I said simultaneously.
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Clementine and I walked into the large women's bathroom. She set down her backpack and grabbed her water bottle."I hope that water works.." She said quietly.
"Me too.."
She turned the knob and water began to come out. "Yes!" She smiled and began to hum happily.
"Alright, good. I'm going to check all these stalls."
I check each of them and only one is decently useable, shit.I hear Clem rummaging through her pink backpack as I shut the last working stall.
I sighed. "I'm so hungry." I groaned.
"Me two.." She said. "We will be okay, like you said in Savannah."
"Yes, we will be. Remember that." I heard the door begin to open and it's clearly not Omid or Christa. "Oh shit.." I grabbed clementine quickly and rushed us into the stall. "Shh..."
We both stood on the toilet bowl and waited as we heard slow paced footsteps. I see her hand through the crack of the door reach for Clem's gun on the counter. Clem looked up at me curiously."I see you." She raised the gun infront of the door. "Come out and don't do anything stupid."
I jumped off and helped clementine off. "Alright sweetpea. Just stay behind me incase anything happens."
"Okay."
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"Is this all you got? She rummaged through her bag throwing stuff onto the gross tile."Leave us alone." Clem cried.
"Is this your daddy? What a bozo."
"Leave her alone!" I yelled strictly.
"What are you gonna do? Huh!" She tossed out a piece of paper, it was the piece of the picture of my family, that I ripped off. She kept it...
I grew angry and quickly grabbed her from behind.
"Let me go!" She thrashed herself against my hold and broke free. She pushed her elbow back into my chest. *crack* Oh.. Fuck.. Oh my god.. "Holy shit."
She raised her gun at Clementine.. "You move towards me I'll shoot her.. Then you."
"Don't do this, please!"
I saw the door to outside open silently. Omid tiptoed in to the restroom. She looked at me then at clementine. He walked towards the woman.
She turned around quickly and shot him with no hesitation.
I gasped heavily, and groaned with pain. I moved to grab her but I heard another life crack. "Auuugh..." I screamed in pain... "What the fuck..."
The door slammed open and Christa came in with her shotgun. She aimed it at her. "I didn't do it! I'm sorry.." She shot her.
She ran to Omid who was laying on the ground now. "Omid can you hear me? Omid... O..Omid.. Please.." She looked at me... Then at clementine. She rested her head on Omids chest.
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"I miss my parents.""I'm sure you do" Christa said.
My ribs hurt. I have bandages wrapped around. That girl, she broke two of my ribs, I fixed one so far.
It's been raining for 2 days now, all the wood and materials are wet.
"The fire isn't going to finish this meat till next morning, if that." I whispered.
"I can wait Lee.." Clem walked up behind me and hugged me.
"I know.. Your tough, but.. I don't want you hungry." I said as my voice broke.
"You know what lee? I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you.. I'm sick of..."
"Fuck you too."
"Me.."
"Yeah. Yeah I am sick of you Clem! I'm fucking pissed at the world. It's getting close to winter, Wellington isn't close. We don't know where to go! What do I not hate today?"
"I don't know but you better get over it. And say sorry to her!"
Clem began to cry as I wrapped my arm around her, she hid her face in my shirt. "She hates me, it's my fault! Lee..."
"Shh... It's going to be alright, it's not anyone's if not mine." I looked up at Christa. "You know what? Go get some wood, be useful, don't waste your energy hating on a poor little girl!"
"I will."
She walked out into the dark and rainy woods. She threw her axe to the ground and continued on her walk.
"It's my fault Lee.."
"Why do you say that Clem?"
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Okay, not to exciting yet but it's getting more on my own track of mind with everything. So, comment|vote| blah blah blah.
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Without The Bite
FanfictionThis is the story of what I would think would happen if lee didn't die, because I'm still in denial. Told from both a mix of Clem and lees point of views, maybe others if you'd like? Please enjoy :) IM BACK!!