[Your POV]
You and your mom are sitting in a restaurant. Clem and Chloe thought it would be best to give you both some privacy to talk about things. You and your mom are sitting across from each other. It's been very awkward. You're eating your fries at the moment.
Mom: So...
You look at your mom.
Mom: How's your dad?
You look down at your food.
You: He's piece of shit.
Mom: He ever, um... He ever hit you?
You lean back in your chair.
You: ...Yeah. Yeah, he did. A lot.
Mom: I'm sorry.
You: No, don't be. He took me from you. He took me from you and moved across the fucking country.
Mom: I know. Do you know why?
You scoff.
You: I think so. He's a lazy asshole that doesn't want a job. He thinks betting on horse races is the thing that's gonna make him rich. He made me get a job. He said that I have to give him 50%.
Mom: Did you?
You: Wasn't much of a choice.
Mom: He never, um...made you...do things, right?
Your eyes widen.
You: Oh, God, no! No, no, he never did that.
Mom: Good. Good.
You: ...So my scar. How did you know about that?
Mom: Well, it happened when your dad and I got into a fight. I brought you into your room and your dad came in with a beer. I told him I didn't have enough money for rent, so he smashed the bottle over the side of my head.
She moves her hair out the way of her ear, revealing a scar. She puts her hair back.
Mon: Anyways. Some of the glass hit you. I tried so hard to help you, but your dad just wouldn't stop pushing about the money.
You: So he was always an ass then.
Mom: Yeah.
You: Listen, mom, I... I'm sorry, are you okay with me calling you that? If I call you "mom"?
Mom: Sure. Whatever you prefer.
You: Alright. Thanks. Anyway... My question was...did you ever look for me? I mean, when my dad took me, did you ever try seeing if you could find us?
Mom: Of course. After you both left, I spent the next two years trying to find where you were. Your dad took all our savings when he left, so it just got harder, and harder, and I couldn't...
She starts tearing up.
Mom: I couldn't find you... I'm so sorry, Y/N.
She starts crying. You put your hand on hers.
You: Mom, I'm not angry. I can't imagine what you went through. After eighteen years of thinking you were dead, I'm just so happy to even be TALKING to you right now. There is nothing I hold against you, mom.
Your mom slightly chuckles. You give a confused look.
Mom: It just dawned on me that you're eighteen... Jesus...
Your mom wipes away her tears.
Mom: Look, I know I wasn't able to be here for you when you needed a mother... But if you're willing...I'd like you to stay here in Colorado with me.
You smile. You hug your mom from across the table. She returns the embrace.
[Outside]
[No POV]
Clem's leaned against the car outside, while Chloe's laying on the truck, smoking a cigarette. Clem's watching you and your mom hug through the window. She smiles.
Chloe: So now what?
Clem stops smiling and looks at Chloe.
Clem: What?
Chloe: I said, now what? We got him to his mom. Do we stick with him?
Clem: Chloe, he said we can do whatever we want. He's not forcing either of us to stay.
Chloe: No, I mean what are we gonna do now? She says, sitting up. He's here; mission accomplished. Do we go back home?
Clem looks down.
Clem: I'm not sure. I can't exactly go back considering the cops.
Chloe: What? What're you talking about?
Clem looks up at Chloe.
Clem: Uh, nothing.
She looks away. Chloe gets off of the trunk and gets in front of Clem.
Chloe: Clem. What do you mean by "considering the cops"?
Clem: I...
Chloe: What the fuck happened before I joined you guys?
Clem: Uh... Well...
Chloe: Clem, you give me a straight answer right now.
Clem: Okay... Alright, um...
Chloe's nervous.
Clem: Look...before we left...some guys were giving me and Y/N a hard time. This guys said something douchey to me, one thing lead to another, and they started fighting. The cops came and Y/N accidentally broke one of the cops' nose. He was charged for assault and assaulting a police officer. We went to this jailhouse thing, and my dad picked me up. Y/N couldn't let his dad know where he was, so he had to escape after finding out his mom was alive. He asked me to help him get here...and I did.
Chloe nods.
Chloe: Hm. Okay then. So you're saying we're in deep shit.
Clem: Basically.
Chloe scoffs. She leans against the car and she crosses her arms. She looks at Clem.
Chloe: We need to get outta here.
Clem: What?
Chloe: We can head for home. You can drop me off back at the diner, you can head back to your house--we just need to get the hell home.
Clem: That won't solve anything. We get back, and they put us away for being an accessory.
Chloe: Then we don't go home. We leave. We can go to fucking Canada if we want.
Clem: We're not leaving Y/N!
Chloe: Clem, I know you guys are a "thing" now, but you could go to fucking prison for this shit.
Clem: Only if we get caught, which we won't.
Chloe: Fine. Forget I said anything.
They both look away from each other.
Chloe: ...Just know...things don't always play out the way you want them to.
[Your POV]
You and your mom walk out of the restaurant. You see Clementine and Chloe. Clem smiles when she sees you, but Chloe doesn't, making you a little confused. You both walk up to them.
You: Hey, so we're gonna head to her place.
Clem: Alright.
You look at your mom.
You: You alright if I ride with them?
Mom: Yeah, totally. Whatever you want.
You: Cool. Thanks.
You, Chloe, and Clem get into the car. Your mom gets into her Jeep.
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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...
