TWD: Dynamic (Clementine X Male Reader Book 1)

Lapse-5

It's night now. Violet and yourself are almost back to where the SUVs are parked. The others are probably getting a little worried. Hopefully they don't come looking for you and end up leaving you.

You: Violet, can you quit fiddling with those.

Violet has her hand in her pocket, playing with the things you entrusted to her.

Violet: Afraid someone will see them?

You: Uh, yeah! I gave them to you so you could hide them.

Violet: It'll be fine, I promise.

You can see the light of a fire up ahead, people sitting around it, and three vehicles.

Kate: There you are!

Kate is on watch. Clementine hears her speak and rushes from the fire to beside Kate. She's getting a lot better on that leg.

Violet: You know. We should find you something to cover up that arm.

You: Why?

Violet: It's starting to rust.

You: Yeah... Clementine is lucky she can cover her's so easily.

You reach Kate and Clementine. Clementine hugs you.

Clem: You should have been back before dark.

You: Got distracted.

She lets you go and smacks you across the face.

Kate: Oh.

She leaves after that, Violet stays.

Clem: I forgot to smack you after you got better, and now seemed like a perfect time.

You: Sorry, I'll be back before dark next time.

Clem: Well, did you find anything?

Violet: Just some essentials: a few water bottles and some canned food.

Clem: Oh well, we have enough to last us a while longer. Nothing else?

You: Nope. There were some people.

Clem: You killed them, didn't you?

You: Yeah. They had a gun pointed at me, so they had it coming.

Clem: So you got a gun too?

You: No, we have plenty and it kind of sucked.

Clem: Oh.

There's a few seconds of silence.

Violet: Are we going to drive through the night?

Clem: No, we're going to leave in the morning. Brooklyn wants you to stay watch with her.

Violet: Oh.

You smile at her shocked expression.

Clem: And Y/N. You're going to drive our car tomorrow.

You: Uh, what?! I've only ever driven a handful of times. This is an awful idea.

Violet: You can't be worse than her.

Clem: Hey!

Violet: It's true.

Clem: I'll be your passenger to help you.

You: Oh boy.

Clem: You'll be fine.

You: Hey Violet.

You hold out your hand.

You: Give me the bag.

Violet: No, we've been over this.