The woman looks back at you. She looks back at the TV.
Mom: Need somethin'?
You: ...Is your name Y/M/N?
Mom: Yeah. What, do you owe you money or something?
You: No, uh...I just wanted to talk to you.
She sighs. She sets her drink down and turns around.
Mom: Yeah? What is it?
You slowly reach into your back pocket and pull out a folded picture of her.
Mom: What's that?
You offer her the picture. She looks at it, then back at you. She hesitantly takes it and looks at it. She stares at the photo for a second. She looks up at you.
Mom: ...Where did you get this?
You: ...My name Y/N. Y/N L/N. My father is Y/D/N L/N. He took me when I was a baby.
The woman starts looking at you closely.
You: ...You're my mother.
Your mom leans back in her stool.
Mom: Is this some fucking scam or something?
You: What? No, I just wanted to--
Mom: I don't have a son.
You: Please, just listen to--
Man: Y/M/N!
You all look at the door to see a group of three bikers walk in.
Biker: You know what day is it today?
Mom: Oh, shit...
You: What is it?
Mom: None of your damn business, kid.
She looks at the bikers. They start slowly walking up to you all.
Mom: Listen, Needles, I'm not in the mood for this shit right now.
Needles: You still owe me a fucking grand, bitch. I gave you a month to get that shit. Where's the goddamn money?
They make it up to the four of you. Needles gets in your mom's face.
Needles whisper: Well?
Mom whisper: Needles...I'm gonna tell you this with as much honesty as I can...and not one word of this is bullshit.
Needles raises his eyebrow.
Mom whisper: ...Go fuck yourself.
She smiles. Needles smirks. His smirk disappears when he pulls his arm back, ready to punch. Without a blink of an eye, you kick him in the nuts from behind before he could hit your mom.
Needles: UGH!!!
Your mom grabs her bottle and smashes it against Needles' head.
One of the bikers tries to hit you, but you dodge out of the way, almost falling. He gets in a fighting position.
You: Oh, shit.
He's about to punch, but Chloe slams a stool against his back, knocking him to the ground.
Chloe: FUCK yeah!
You see a big guy trying to grab Clem over a table, but she's avoiding him. You run up to him and you grab him by the back of the neck. You slam his head against the table.
He slowly stands back up. He turns around. He practically towers over you. You gulp.
You: I'm sorry.
He grabs you by the collar and slams you against the same table repeatedly. Clem tries pulling him off of you, giving you a little time to elbow him in the stomach, knocking him off of you.
You stand up and you look over to see Needles trying to go after your mother, but she's standing on the bar, not giving Needles the chance to get at her. You offer Clem your hand, which she takes. You both run up to Needles and you wrap both of your arms around neck. You both start pulling, making it hard for him to try to hit at your mom.
Your mom takes this opportunity to kick him in the face. You and Clem both let go, making Needles fall back into a table.
You all look at them all on the ground. Your mom hops off the bar.
Mom: Damn! Nice work.
You: You don't think the owner will mad?
Mom: Oh, he definitely will. But we're gonna get outta here before he charges US instead of them.
Man: Oh, is that right?
You all look at the bar to see a man with a hat and mustache.
Mom: Shit.
Your mom turns around with a smile.
Mom: Hey, Kenny! I know how this looks. But those guys came after us first, we were just protecting ourselves.
Kenny: And why exactly were they going for you?
Your mom looks back at the three of you, then back at Kenny.
Mom: No clue.
Kenny: Hm.
Mom: Listen, I gotta get outta here.
Kenny: What am I supposed to do about my bar?
Mom: They'll pay for it when they wake up!
Kenny looks at you.
Kenny: Hey, you!
You look at him.
Kenny: Yeah, you. She tellin' the truth? They come after you guys first?
You: Yeah. I mean, they tried to hurt us, man.
Chloe: From the way I see it, they could've gotten one of seriously hurt.
Clem: It was self defense.
Kenny sighs.
Kenny: Goddamn it. Alright, just get outta here. These assholes better have the money for this.
Mom: Thanks, Kenny.
She turns around.
Kenny: Yeah, yeah...
The four of you walk out of the bar. You all follow your mom to a Jeep. She's about to get inside, but she sees that you're all still there.
Mom: Alright, well, it was nice knowing you guys. Take care.
You: I'm still not done talking with you.
Mom: I am. She says, getting her Jeep and closing the door.
Clem: Alright, you know what?
She marches over to her door.
Clem: Listen to me. I just drove across the fucking country to get here so that Y/N could meet you. So either you get the hell out of your Jeep, or we'll--
Mom: You'll what? You don't have shit on me, kid. Sorry I wasted your time.
She starts up her Jeep. Clem walks away from the Jeep. She looks at you to see you looking at her with sad eyes. She looks closely at you.
Mom: A scar.
Clem stops walking and turns around.
Clem: What?
Mom: Do you have a scar somewhere on your body?
You remember that you had a scar from when you were a kid. It's on your abdomen. You lift up your shirt, revealing the scar. Your mother looks at it in shock. She shakily inhales. She looks up at you.
Mom: Y/N...?
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Always Here, a Clementine x Male Reader Story
FanfictionY/N L/N. An abused child, who never had anyone to relate to. His mother died during childbirth, ever since then, his father's blamed him. Everyday Y/N would go to school with bruises. He never got to talk to anyone about it because no one noticed Y...
