"Then they thought super dinosaur was toast! But you know what? He wasn't." Duck said enthusiastically, using large hand motions to tell the story.
Clementine stared around the motel, trying to hold her tears down. Spotting Kenny and Katjaa talking to Glenn, Larry sneering at the group, with a small smirk on his face, Carley was checking around some boxes, and Lilly was staring out the front of the motel.
After not hearing anything from anyone apart from Duck she looked around further, noticing her walkie-talkie fixed in Glenn's hand. Clementine kept glancing back at him, not wanting to just shoot Duck down whilst he was so excited about telling stories about his comic books.
Glenn smiled at Kenny and turned around to his car, placing everything he was holding into the trunk.
Clementine's eyes opened wide as she nervously looked around Duck then back at him, trying to think of a plan to get rid of him. "Duck, come on buddy we're goin' to get some sleep. Clem don't stay out here too long, alright? Make sure you stay in someone's view." Kenny said caringly.
"Okay, dad." Duck said moodily.
"And, hey…we're always here if ya need to talk." Kenny said with a kind smile before leading Duck into his room.
Clementine looked over at Glenn's car, Glenn was nowhere to be seen. She carefully skipped over to it. After she was in front of the trunk she quickly swung it open, accidently hitting her forehead with the edge of the door. "Ow!" She gasped, looking around to make sure nobody could hear her.
Clementine, still rubbing her forehead, looked around in the trunk noticing bags and supplies under a black blanket that blended in almost perfectly with the fuzzy fabric of the trunk interior. She swiped the blanket off, managing to see her walkie talkie that had fallen down behind the back of everything. Clementine huffed and clambered on to the back of the car to grab it. She tunnelled through the black blanket to grab the talkie. "Yes!" Clem whispered, clenching her fist in celebration.
Just as she sat up to get down from the trunk she felt her head meet another collision. Clementine immediately felt her aching forehead. Clem stared around the open trunk. Everything was hazy and doubled all the lights shining in the darkness of the night were blurry and bright. After a few seconds of her head spinning Clementine dropped down in the trunk, the blanket covering her whole body.
"Thought I closed this…" Glenn sighed, slamming the trunk shut.
Clementine's eyes slowly closed with one last and calm breath.
Clem's eyes snapped open to the sound of weakly roaring engines and tires making the odd screech against concrete. "Ow…" Clementine mumbled, feeling her forehead. Clem looked at her surroundings. She moved her hand as the air suddenly became much colder. She grabbed on to the closest thing she had near her, the black blanket from Glenn's car. She pulled it up to her neck and felt much warmer. She looked around her again there was a large duffle bag next to her head and a large window above her.
Clementine poked her head out the window to see a large trail of road being left behind her. Above her was a bright blue sky and a glaring sun filling the clouds surrounding it with light. Her heart began to race as she had figured out she was in the trunk of a car. Glenn's car.
"Help!" Clementine said anxiously and breathily.
"What the fuck?" A gasping voice said from the front of the car.
"Help me!" Clementine cried louder.
Clem felt the car shift to the right quickly, pulling to a stop. She breathed deeply and calmly, attempting to clear her mind; the approaching footsteps making it much more difficult.
Clementine leant back shoving the blanket off of her. Fresh and cool air struck her skin as the trunk opened wide.
"Clemen-? Ho-ly…shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!" Glenn gulped nervously. He paced back and forth next to the car, rubbing the back of his cap and hair. "Shi-hi-hi-it!"
Clementine rubbed her still hurting head as she clambered out of the car, only to fall down onto the concrete beneath her. Glenn's eyes opened wide as he ran over to her to help her up. "My head…" Clementine moaned.
"What happened? Why are you…what are you doing in my car?" Glenn asked, clearly and visibly unsettled.
"I went to…I needed to grab my…walkie-talkie. I hurt my…" Clementine said woozily.
"You hurt what?" Glenn asked.
Clementine opened her mouth to respond, finding herself not able to speak. Clem grabbed the cold metal of the car next to her as she bent over. "Ugh!" Clem grunted before vomiting on the ground below her forming a repulsive puddle in front of her.
"Oh Jesus…" Glenn said, rubbing his sweating forehead. Clementine turned over to Glenn, wiping her mouth from the small drips of sick. "Are you alright?"
"Nu-uh…" Clem sniffled rubbing her teary eyes.
"Well, shit…" Glenn sighed, looking around him anxiously.
This is it, ladies and gentlemen…etc, I don't judge. :P
The prologue to the creatively named Glenn and Clementine. Oh that clumsy girl. Still love her, adorable.
Anyway I hope you enjoyed this! Hopefully a new chapter of my drabbles series should be up soon. Fingers crossed!