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Sarah was still sobbing quite loudly and hyperventilating. "I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't!"

The sound of a hard thud coming from the front caused Sarah to scream and shake.

"Sarah, please!" Luke almost begged, pacing around the room. He turned to the door. "Who's out there?"

Somehow, the voices out in the hall seemed vaguely familiar, but the poor fifteen-year-old was too caught up in her tangled mess of thoughts and fears. Her dad was dead, and there were those dead things wanting to make a meal out of them.

Luke's voice was heard again, but now it was back to being gentle like usual. "Sarah, look. Look, it's Clem. See? It's just like I told you. They're okay."

Either he hadn't really told her anything about Clementine, or she wasn't listening. It was most very likely to be the latter.

Sarah looked up and saw Clementine and Jane looking down at her.

"Sarah, come on, we...we have to go now," said Luke. He looked up. "I don't know what to do. I can't snap her out of it, okay? I tried to carry her, but...I guess Carver messed me up pretty good back there. I dunno, it's just, after Carlos, she just lost it. Started running through the woods like a maniac. I chased her for I don't know how long, and...well, she saw this mobile home, made a beeline right for it. I'm just glad y'all are here."

The sounds of banging on the door made Sarah's breathing an even greater struggle.

"Well, we're not out of the woods yet," Jane pointed out.

"What are we gonna do about her?" Luke asked, referring to Sarah as if she weren't even there. "We gotta do something."

"Maybe she'll listen to me," Clementine suggested.

"Maybe."

"Listen, I, uhh..." Jane trailed off, as the door banged again. "They're gonna tear this place open pretty soon. We can't stay. So we gotta get her up, or we gotta..."

She wants to leave me here, Sarah thought. She doesn't care about me. Nobody cares about me. Only my dad cares about me.

"Well, I've been trying...I've been trying for hours," Luke told Jane. "I can barely get her to look at me. Clem?"

"Sarah, it's me."

Sarah looked up at Clementine briefly, and then looked back down. "Hi."

Clementine leaned forward, as if wanting to give her a hug, but the older girl flinched away and made a noise.

"Shit," Jane muttered.

"Maybe it seems like you're all alone right now, but you're not," Clem tried to assure Sarah.

"Yes I am," Sarah replied quietly.

"What about Luke? And Jane, and me. We came here because of you," Clementine pointed out as Sarah burst into fresh tears. "All of us in the group, we're your family now."

There was a banging sound from the window, and Jane walked over. "Crap, we're surrounded. What about the skylight?"

"All we got," Luke responded.

"Clem!" Jane cried, approaching the younger girl. "Clem, there's no time!"

"When everything started, I met my friend Lee," Clementine continued, ignoring her. "He tried to help me find my parents. He protected me more than anyone else in my whole life. He died to keep me safe. I was so scared."

By now, Sarah was looking at her younger friend again, a little surprised. "But you're still here."

"Because he taught me to be strong. Even when I'm scared. Because he wanted me to live," Clementine reasoned. "And your dad protected you because he wanted you to live! He would still want that."

From the front, it sounded like the walkers were almost in. Jane ran out.

"Get to the skylight! Now!" she called.

"C'mon, I'll boost you!"

Clementine ran to Luke and stood on his hand, but the man's ribs got the better of him, because he gripped them in pain, causing Clem to fall.

"What's going on back there?" Jane demanded.

"My ribs!" Luke replied. "We're gonna need something to stand on!"

Next thing Sarah knew, she was all alone in the small room again, as Luke and Clementine went out to help Jane fend off the walkers. Sarah was now thinking about Clem's words. She was also thinking about Lee (although she never knew him), and her father.

Clem and Luke reentered the room, pushing in a dresser and placing it in the middle of the room. Sarah, a bit less in a daze now, was confused.

"Luke, you first, we need you up top," Jane instructed.

"Sarah! We have to go, are you listening?" Clementine called to her older friend.

But Sarah couldn't move. Too much was on her mind. "I can't...do it," she said in a teary voice.

"NOW, CLEMENTINE!" Jane yelled. "If she doesn't want to go, you can't make her! Don't let her take you down, too! Not again!"

But Clementine ignored Jane, and knelt down next to Sarah.

"I can't, I can't!" Sarah cried, looking away in shame. "Daddy, I'm-"

"Don't die like this!" Clem pleaded. "Please!"

"You can't save her, Clem! We have to go!" Jane reprimanded. "Believe me, I know about this."

"Hurry up!" Luke ordered.

I can't do it, I can't do it, I-

SLAP!

Sarah felt a stinging pain on her left cheek as her thoughts were interrupted, and looked up in shock as she touched her cheek. Clementine had slapped her.

"MOVE!" Clementine yelled.

Sarah barely had time to acknowledge being slapped as Clementine hauled her to her feet and got her to climb the dresser, right as walkers began pouring into the room. Luke lifted her up to the roof, followed by Clementine, and then Jane.

"Sarah..." Luke trailed off.

Clementine approached Sarah then, and handed her her red glasses. Sarah put them on and managed a very small smile in a silent thanks for saving her.

"We have to go!" Jane called.

The four of them jumped down from the roof and began walking into the forest. As Sarah walked in back, she began to process her thoughts again, except this time she was a bit more aware of her surroundings.

"Look, Sarah. You can get through this," Clementine reassured her. "We both will. I promise."

"But...I'm not okay," Sarah didn't sound convinced. Would she ever be okay again?

"Just try. Can you do that?"

"She just needs a little time, Clem," said Jane. "Leave her be for a bit."

Clementine walked a little forwards, leaving Sarah to trudge along behind the rest.

Jane was rambling something fierce about her sister, and some similar situation. Was that all Jane saw her as? What she saw Clementine as, if it ever had to come to that with her?

This was confirmed when Jane began comparing Sarah to her sister, Jaime. For a moment, Sarah had to think of the exact word, but soon she realized it.

Liability.

I didn't mean to make you hate me, Jane, Sarah thought sadly. Whatever I did, I'm sorry.

Sarah, Clementine, Luke, and Jane arrived at Parker's Run within the next few minutes. Bonnie was walking with Rebecca, an arm around her shoulder, and Sarita and Kenny were nowhere to be found. Mike walked over to greet them.

"Son of a bitch, you found them!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm a little amazed myself, to tell you the truth," Luke replied. "If it weren't for Clem and Jane, well, I don't know what would've happened."

Bonnie and Rebecca then approached Sarah, and the latter began talking. "Hey, Sarah. How you doing, hon?"

Rebecca tried to touch Sarah, but the fifteen-year-old flinched away. Please don't touch me. I'm sorry.

But Rebecca seemed to understand. "That's okay, sweetie. Whenever you're ready. I'm just glad you're here. Wait, wait, where's Nick?"

Sarah walked off without saying anything, but stood close.

"Uh, Rebecca, how about we go for a walk for a minute?" Luke suggested, a sad tone in his voice. Sarah watched as he pulled her to the side and placed an arm around her shoulder. "Bec...Nick...he's dead. He...Clem told us he was outside, and..."

Sarah's eyes widened slightly, and watched helplessly as Rebecca began to cry, sobbing into her hands.

"No...no..."

No, please...not Nick too, Sarah thought, her thin shoulders heaving up and down slightly as her breaths became shaky. Her lip quivered. She had lost both her father and someone she had looked up to like a big brother all in a day.

She had to go sit down, wanting to process and gather her thoughts.

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Watching that trailer scene again almost killed me, it was painful to watch. :/ So I may have a little trouble with the next chapter. Should I write out an extra scene or skip ahead to later on? If I should write the scene, what do you want to happen (either way, Clementine will still go up and talk to her)? Please leave your thoughts and ideas in the reviews. :)