Luke looked over at me surprised that I just said it like that, while the rest of the group seemed to be on pause with shocked faces and then there were some with tears running down their cheeks, and Kenny looked like he was about to faint because of what I just said.
For a second everything was muffled; muffled cries and sobs, and muffled voices.
All she could think about was that she failed Lee, Christa, Omid, and everyone else that died to make sure she lived to see the light of another day. She didn't know how long she stood there thinking how much she failed people before she was brought back to reality by someone hugging her.
She sniffed and hugged the person back not caring who it was she need a hug, and for the first time in two years she let a tear fall.
She just cried into the persons shoulder. She world around her seemed to just fade away while she let the tears fall; tears she never let fall when she lost her parents, when she had to shoot Lee, when Omid was shot, when Christa died. She let the tears out she never let fall when she grieved.
People said she was tough a little girl but she felt weak right know; she didn't know what to do, she didn't know how to take it.
Maybe this was just a bad dream and she'll wake up back at carvers camp or the ski lodge. No I couldn't be she felt the pain when she was bit if it was a dream she should of woken up right the and there. But she knew that wouldn't happen. She was living a nightmare that she would never just 'wake up' and meet her mother and fathers smiles in the morning, or the smell of fresh homemade pancakes her father made each morning. She was living a nightmare, and she wouldn't wake up from it.
After what felt like hours she pry herself from the person firm grip to seen who she was hugging, and to her surprise it was Nick.
Nick, the guy who almost shot her when they first met, the guy who blamed her for his uncles death, the guy who chewed on his thumb nail when he was nervous. Clementine smiled at this thought she thought it was funny who he did that all the time: but Nick the guy that seemed to not care for the girl that showed up at all has tears in his eyes.
Clementine wiped her eyes and straightened her posture and pushed all her doubts to the back of her mind and stood tall and proud. She survives 2 years and 8 months in this messed up world. She should be proud. She wasn't leaving this world because of some messed up people she wasn't going to leave because of suicide; no she was going to die because of a walker like most of her friends. She was a surviver. She survive for a longer time them most kids her age.
"We should look for a place to stay we can't stay here tonight." Luke said after a long silence.
Clementine nodded and was about to walk towards the museum but was stopped by Luke and Nick.
"Were ya thing your goin'?" Luke asked. "To the museum" Clementine said crossing her arms waiting for the two men to move out of the way so she could continue her walk.
"No you gotta-" Nick started but was cut off "I'm not gonna sit on my ass and wait to die. I'm helping you guys for as long as I can!" Clementine half yelled with her arms still crossed. Both Luke and Nick put their hand up in surrender and let her pass.
"Bonnie, Mike, ya mind goin' with 'er?" Luke asked the two as they made their way over, they both nodded and made their way down the trail Clementine walked down.