TWD: The Bounty Hunter (Clementine X Male Reader Book 2)

Getaway-7

You: We should stop here and hide the car. I don't want to be robbed.

Clem: There's always a chance we'll be robbed.

You: Less chance here.

Clem: You're sure we're safe to go here.

You: I won't let them touch a hair on your head.

Clem: Stop that.

You: What?

Clem: You're not taking this seriously.

You: I promise they won't hurt us.

You get out of the car and look around. Clementine parked it in the trees, in a wonderful spot that you can't really see from the road.

You: This is a great spot.

Clem: Are you sure?

You: Yeah, we can still get to it really quickly and you can barely see the road from here, which means you can barely see the car from the road.

Clem: Good.

You check to make sure your knife is still with you. Clementine is grabbing a bag from the backseat of the car.

You: What are you doing?

Clem: Grabbing our food and water.

You: Ah, we don't need it.

Clem: What if we get lost? The Sun is almost down.

You: I know where we are, and these people have stuff.

Clem: Are you sure they'll give us some?

You: Quit worrying. I know what I'm talking about.

She sighs and puts the bag back in the car.

The breeze picks up as she closes the door. It makes you tense up.

You: It's freezing out here.

Clem: Yes it is.

She walks over and wraps herself around your arm.

You: You're so warm.

Clem: So are you.

You: Let's get going. I don't want to be out here much longer. I'm sure Walkers heard the car too.

The two of you exit the trees to get on the road. Clementine lets go of you and grabs your hand.

You: Now I'm colder.

Clem: I'm not walking like that the whole way.

You: You're breaking my heart. I want you to know that.

Clementine chuckles.

Clem: Quit trying to guilt me into it.

You: I'm not, but you've left me so cold.

Clem: Alright, seriously, can we trust these people not to hurt us.

You: Yes! I've been here plenty of times.

Clem: They've never tried anything.

You: Well...

Clem: Y/N.

You: They tried killing me one time.

Clem: And we're going there?

You: It was all a misunderstanding.

Clem: They tried to kill you over a misunderstanding?

You: They thought I was a Russian spy.

Clem: No, seriously.