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

Anarchy-15

Brooklyn's POV...

I'm staring down the barrel of a gun, a grin on my face. They can't possibly think that they can kill me that easily. The gun goes off, and I'm frozen. I can feel it open a hole in my chest. It's like I've slowed down time, feeling it tear through my body. It enters my heart, ripping it to pieces. It continues its path, tumbling as it goes. Until finally, it exits my back.

I collapse to the ground, unable to move. Watching as the world goes on. I couldn't do anything. I was completely helpless, crippled by something. Fear, doubt, or both?

The world goes black for just a second and then comes back. I'm lying in a bed next to Violet.

Violet: I got the bullet to the neck. I choked for a few seconds before my reality collapsed around me.

I can't speak. I can still feel the hole in my chest. It's very uncomfortable.

Violet: Just like you were unable to save me, you were unable to save yourself... Now you expect to walk into Anarchy and kill them all. You expect to get Y/N back home alive. You expect too much of yourself. You're not good enough. No matter what anyone tells you, you failed. I died because of you. It wasn't anyone else's fault. If you had just been quicker, stronger, smarter... Maybe you could've saved me... But you didn't.

She's right...

Violet: You're only going to hurt the people you love. They'll end up just like I did... Dead. Six feet in the ground.

Me: I... I'm sorry.

I finally manage to squeeze words out.

Violet: There's no one to apologize to. I'm dead. Your apology means nothing to me.

Me: I love you.

Y/N: I love you too, but not like that.

I start to open my eyes slowly. I have my head buried somewhere. I pull it back and look around. It's still dark.

Y/N: Good morning.

Me: What are you doing in here?

Y/N: Well I was sleeping, and then you started squeezing me.

I didn't even realize I had ahold of him. I take my arm off of him, and scoot away.

Me: Sorry, I...

Y/N: Rough dream, I get it. We all have em.

I lay down on my back and stare at the ceiling.

Y/N: If you wanna talk about it, we can. It's kind of hypocritical of me to say that you should, but... You should.

Me: I'm not... Good enough.

Y/N: What's this about?

Me: I can't...

Y/N: What?

Me: I couldn't help her Y/N. I didn't do anything... I should've tried. Tried anything to help her... But I sat there, and waited for something to happen. I don't know what I was waiting for... Next thing I know she's dead. And what did I do to help her?

Y/N: You're being too hard on yourself.

Me: No I'm not.

Y/N sighs next to me.

Y/N: I hate that we're so much alike. We're practically counterparts. So I know there's nothing I can say to change your mind... But I'll just let you know that it wasn't your fault.

Me: You probably believe it's your fault too.

Y/N: I do.

Me: We'll just agree to disagree on who's fault it is then.

Y/N: I'm not just going to let you suffer. It's clearly a problem.

Me: I've got it handled.

Y/N: Clearly.

Me: Shut up.

Y/N: No. Let's talk about it.

Me: We have.

Y/N: Why are you in a bad mood all of a sudden?

Me: I just had an awful dream.

Y/N: Daniela told me that you fought someone. You were perfectly fine when you left me earlier.

Me: He was doubting me.

Y/N: Is that all?

Me: Yes.

Y/N: You're not lying to me?

Me: No.

Y/N: Ok... You're an awful liar when you're mad.

I look over at him. He's got a smug smile on his face.

Y/N: Are you afraid of failing? Of getting me killed, or getting yourself killed?

Me: Why would you say that?

Y/N: You're not denying it, which means I'm onto something. You said you weren't good enough earlier, that's why I asked.

Me: Maybe.

Y/N: Maybe?

He's prying: forcing his way in.

Me: Yes.

Y/N: There's nothing wrong with being scared. No one would be alive if it didn't help out a little.

Me: I know what it does.

I was probably too shitty with him just now.

Y/N: You're losing confidence in yourself. That's the problem.

I didn't look at it that way.

Y/N: You can do it... I know you can.

Me: What if I can't?

Y/N: Never heard you talk that way. You're supposed to be indestructible... Now don't let anyone make you think any less of yourself. I'll be sitting in on any meetings now. They got me some crutches so I can move myself. I can vouch for you, and have your back.

Me: I won't be alone. Awesome.

Y/N: Yep... Now I'm going to get some more sleep. I recommend you do the same. There's still a few more hours before the Sun comes up.