No Mercy (TWDG)

Another Violent Beating

Authors note: Now, there is a very racist comment made by Jake in this chapter. Yes, Jake is a very bad person

Clementine's P.O.V
I'm glad Jake is somehow alive. Is he immune? Does that mean I'm immune to? I'm not going to find out anytime soon though. I don't to get bitten and die. I was having trouble dragging Carvers body out. He was a heavy guy. "Need help?" Carl asked. "Yeah, he's pretty heavy." I said wiping sweat away. We both leaned down and pushed him. We finally were able to push him outside. "Damn, must've been a heavy guy." Carl said taking off his hat. "He was a big guy to." I said. "Oh by the way Clem." Carl said facing me. "Hm?" "You got a nice ass." Carl said with a big smile. "You jerk!" I said playfully pushing him.

Abigail's P.O.V
I was in the green house watering the plants and making sure they were healthy. The snow wasn't helping making them healthy but we gotta try. After I was done, I went downstairs and cleaned out bodies. I checked their pockets to make sure if there were anything we could use. "Hey little sis, can you take this to the storage room?" Kendra said holding something out. "Sure thing." We exchanged smiles and I left. I entered the storage room and found Jake fighting with Randy. "You motherfucker! You do what I say, you hear?!" Jake said. "Listen kid. You can't just order me around!" Randy snapped. Jake pushed him against the wall with his arm on his throat.

"You wanna die today?" Jake said. Randy shook his head. "Stop!" Gill said grabbing Jakes arm. Jake threw Randy to the ground and turned to Gill. "Listen up you little shit! I ain't afraid to hit a kid like you." Jake threatened. "You dickhead." Gill muttered quietly. "You fuckin' black piece 'a shit!" Jake said punching Gill across the head. "Gill!" Randy shouted. Jake started to punch Gill while he was down. I ran toward Jake and was about to pull him off when he elbowed me in the face. I grunted and Jake turned around annoyed at first. But when he realized it was me, his eye widen and he lowered his fists. I placed my hand in his shoulder.

"Just, relax." I calmly said. Jake looked at me and looked back at Gill who had his hands in front of his face, crying because of the pain. Jake got up and back away. "Are you okay son?" Randy asked kneeling next to Gill. Randy moved Gills hands away and there was a open wound on his head. His eye was facing the other way. And he had a crooked nose. "What did you do?!" Randy asked Jake angered. Jake looked down in sadness.

"What's going on here?" Christa asked entering the room. "What did you do to him?" Christa asked looking at Gill. "Jake! What the fuck!" Christa said. "I- I just-" "Christa, c'mon. You know Jake has a temper." I said interrupting Jake. Christa glared at Jake and shook her head. "I'm going to find something to clean that up with." Christa said leaving the room.

Clementine's P.O.V
"Christa what happened?" I asked walking up the stairs. "Clem! You need to control your brother. He almost killed a goddamn kid for crying out loud! Gill has bad injuries!" Christa snapped. I looked at her with sadness. She then took off. I entered the room and I saw the injuries Christa was talking about. Gill had a ginormous open wound on his head. His right eye was looking down instead of forward. His nose was crooked and he had a violent nose bleed. "Jake! What the hell?" I said. Jake looked at me and looked back down. Abigail looked at me then back at Jake and left. Patricia came rushing in and held her son in her arms. "Mom, why can't I see out of my right eye?" Gill whimpered. "It's just closed, honey." She lied.

Christa came in with all she could find. A bandage and a cloth. Jake left the room feeling guilty. I ran after him. "Tell me, what was that about?" I said. "Dammit, Clem. I lost my temper, okay?" I crossed my arms and glared at Jake. "You don't just "lose" your temper Jake. You almost killed Gill! A kid!" I said angrily. "Where's the big brother I used to know? The one I loved and couldn't get enough of? You were funny back then. Sure, you swore here and there, but I want my old brother back." Jake looked at me with anger.

"*sigh* Look Jake. I love you, okay?" I said giving him a small hug. "But you can't beat people up anymore. Hell, you shouldn't have in the first place." Jake nodded in agreement. "You're making yourself dangerous. I don't want to see you change into, some, blood thirsty killer. Please, control your anger." I said. "Okay Clem. I'll try." "Good."