A/N: Okay, another huge thank you for your continued support and for your opinions on the story!
Chameishida- Thanks again for another great review and it's always great to hear what you've got to say and I love this whole prayer circle thing that's built up, of course Sarah doesn't need a prayer circle, the others are probably praying to her, to come and save them (I'm joking, but yeah Sarah is a great character to write about)
Rebloxic- Glad you liked last chapter, and as for your question... yes. At first they were, but now I'm branching them off to be their own sort of unique group of baddies.
ffapathy- Loving your reviews and I'm glad the story makes the high point of your day sometimes, so I 'll try to update it ASAP, I loved how you pointed out the theme of the story about people trying to avoid "Going to Ruin" yet the harder they try, the worse it gets for everyone. I think it reflects survival in a world like this, especially in a group as big as Clem's where the emotional toll of the apocalypse is starting to break them all.
Zombieslayer995- It would be interesting to bring that up again, but then again I don't know who would believe her.
nina- Glad you pointed out the link, Chapter 1 may have just been more than a creepy dream...
Transformers g1's-prime- The hat! No! yeah, the hat will serve a big loss for Clem (as well as being disgusted with seeing Kelly ripped apart) Clementine was a badass in the game, and pretty much so for most of No Going Back? In this story I want to expose a more vulnerable side to her.
and thanks to everyone else for your kind words!
P.S. This chapter is very messed up, just a pre-warning.
P.S.S. Since I haven't done this before, I'd thought I'd start now, Clementine and the rest of the gang belong to Telltale Games, while Anne Marshall belongs to AquaDestinysEmbrace.
"NO!"
Rebecca didn't know when, or how she had lost her grip on her son, all she knew is that one second she was running with him and that the next second someone tugged at her hands and he was gone, she was left running on auto-pilot for about a minute or two before the gravity of the situation hit her... her son was gone.
"A-alvin?" she sobbed desperately looking around her, nothing but dead faces rapidly approaching were in her line of vision. There were no people, nothing. No cries of her child, as Rebecca sank to her knees, letting the rainwater on the rocky floor soak through her trousers as she shivered. The ice-cold rainwater dripping from her curly hair and nose as the herd approached... Rebecca closed her eyes, Alvin was dead, she must have dropped him somehow, now it was her time to die. She knew it, of all the times she was ready... in Carver's office... when the herd was approaching Howe's for the first time... she expected to die so many times.
But now was that time. She knew it, as the first cold hand clamped around her shoulder, she shuddered as she prepared the first of the walker's teeth to sink into her flesh...
"REBECCA WE GOTTA MOVE!"
Rebecca's light brown eyes snapped open at the southern voiced woman who was bellowing at her to move. In the sea of rotting white skin, and damp black hairs, Rebecca caught a flash of scarlet hair...
"REBECCA COME ON!" Bonnie screamed firing into the hers around her, the gunfire sounded dim to Rebecca's ears.
"There's no point, Alvin's dead" Rebecca mumbled, despite the overwhelming noise around her, Bonnie somehow overheard Rebecca's mournful mumble, as the redhead woman bent down on her own knees and screamed at her "NO! HIS NOT! THE FOREST IS RIGHT THERE REBECCA, CHRISTA'S GOT EM! WE SAW YOU STRUGGLIN'' AND CAME TO COME AND GET YOU...!"
The nearest walkers was feet away, the rocky ground was littered in golden bullets, Rebecca didn't know whether or not Bonnie was lying or not, but all she knew is that in the next few seconds she was on her feet and running after Bonnie, as she bumped past walkers and suddenly she crashed into the waiting form of Mike, Rebecca looked up to see she had indeed reached the forest...
"You okay?" Mike asked, as Rebecca didn't reply to the blood drenched man, instead she simply stood up tall and ran over to Christa's tall form, practically ripping the wailing bundle from Christa's one remaining hand.
"I thought you needed help!" a wide eyed Christa told a clearly furious Rebecca, Rebecca did not appericate Christa trying to steal her child from her, but now? Seriously?
"I was doing fine, you steal Alvin from me again Christa, I'll make sure you have no hands left to hold him with! Rebecca growled, as Christa looked somewhat taken aback, admittedly her plan to grab the baby and run off with Mike, was foiled the second the overly attached Bonnie had seen them. The herd was the perfect chance to get away, Christa could start again, with her baby, with her new man, and even with Clementine even she could find the 12 year old. She, Mike, Clementine and Alvin, they'd be a stable little family, she may have blamed Clementine for Omid's death, but she cared a great deal about the 12 year old.
Then Bonnie came along and they had to team up with this group once again, now Rebecca was here, Christa's escape plan was in tatters, she glanced over at Mike, as Bonnie hugged her "boyfriend" there was no getting out of this. Rebecca had her baby back, Bonnie was present, like a fly that simply wouldn't leave Christa alone and Clementine was God knows where... Christa sighed and wiped her long fringe, Mike, Alvin Junior and Clementine, the three people Christa vowed to protect, the three people Christa wanted to save from this hellhole of a group...
"Well, we better move, their are walkers incoming" Bonnie told the group, as they all glanced in front of them. Christa wanted to linger a bit longer, to see if Clementine or Arvo (she had a horrible feeling the teenager (with his bad leg) had failed to get through the herd alive. She wanted to see if they were going to stumble out of the herd un-bitten and alive... but she highly doubted that would happen, the herd were drawing nearer to the treeline, reeled in by Alvin's cries...
"Let's move" Christa announced as the tall woman turned away from the herd and followed Mike, Rebecca and Bonnie into the darkness ahead of her, she could hear Rebecca trying to shush her son, in the darkness Christa's eyes connected with Mike's, there was a desperate longing in Christa's eyes.
All she wanted, was her old family back.
Vince panted, barely able to reach the tree-line with the others no where in sight, the only thing he managed to find was Clementine's soaking hat, simply lying there being trampled on by the walkers, the Asian man had scooped up the drenched and weather worn cap. the second he had reached the tree-line and had proceeded to check the thing... it was still covered in blood, but no tell-tale signs that the 12 year old girl was defiantly dead, yet Vince didn't want to get his hopes up to high.
He peered into the herd ahead of him, he was tempted to dive back inside to find at least one member of his group, but in those seconds he did so anyway. One of the members of his group stumbled out of the herd for a few seconds, allowing Vince to look into her white eyes.
"K-kelly!" he spluttered in disbelief, the walker looked like her, except her eyes and skin were now deathly pale, her intensities had been pulled out of her stomach and a chunk of her neck had been ripped off, Vince could only stare, tears building in his eyes, the walkers was wearing Kelly's coat, it had Kelly's hair it was... it truly was...
"NO! FUCK NO!" Vince bellowed in grief, as he felt himself dissolve into tears, as he fell to his knees and helplessly used his hands to hammer on the somewhat hard ground beneath his fists. The skin quickly cracked and bled but Vince carried on pelting the ground with his bloody hands, not caring about the pain that shot up through his hands, he wanted to punish himself! to destroy himself! for what he had done to his girlfriend! He had failed her! If she was dead then the group must have been...
The thought caught Vince to scream, as more tears squeezed themselves from his clenched eyelids, he just wanted the walkers to hear his death screams and come hither to rip him to pieces, yet the first sound he heard that made him look up, weren't the growls of an ravenous walker, but the sound of metal hitting flesh...
A curious Vince looked up to see Luke cutting down walkers with his machete with a ferocious anger, bellowing Clementine's name, as he tried to peer over the heads of the walkers to find the 12 year old girl.
Luke...
Vince's grief transformed to anger in a nanosecond, he clutched the ground in front of him and chucked up pieces of dirt, from the grassy plain beneath the trees.
Luke had killed Kelly, not him.
It was his plan to walk into the herd in the first place, he led the group to it's doom, he probably killed Kelly in the herd! Yes! It all made sense now! He must have killed her when no one else was looking! He must have been angry about that whole fake rape thing...!
He and Kelly had let Luke live, this is how he repaid them? With murder?
In his grief, Vince had snapped, he didn't know it of course but every thought from that point onwards were directed at only one thing, destroying Luke. Wiping that young man off the face of the earth and giving him a death even worse than his girlfriend's...
He clutched Clementine's hat in his fingers, a downright evil plan playing in his mind, as Vince smiled sinisterly, the only thing that could give him comfort in light of Kelly's death, was Luke's own...
A rustling behind him made put his master plan at halt, he turned around and marched into the treeline, whoever was watching him certainly tried to scurry away fast, but Vince caught her too fast, he grabbed a lock of straggly brown hair and threw the teenage girl to the ground with force, so much so she yelped in pain and swore under her breath.
"Well... well... well... look what we have here" Vince muttered, as he tutted, the girl glared up at him.
"It's Anne isn't it? Part of that group that left us to die... oh isn't Karma a bitch?" Vince asked of Anne again, who managed to mutter in reply "Okay, you were right, our plan was wrong alright!? what do you want! my head on a platter!" she screamed, as Vince only smiled at her and then at the approaching Luke, the plan was getting ever better.
"Oh no, you're going to stay still I do what I say, now give me your guns" Vince said pointing locking his own gun on the teenage girl's head as she sighed and emptied all of her weapons onto the ground next to her, Vince smiled and scooped them up and slowly put them into his coat pockets.
"I won't last a day without them" Anne told Vince sadly, gazing at her lost supplies.
"Tough shit bitch, you try and get one on us, we get one on you" Vince snarled back, as Anne stared sadly at the ground, in the distance Vince thought he could hear... was that Kenny? Yes... along with Wyatt and Eddie, they were shouting and approaching the scene, it was all like a well played jigsaw coming together as Vince knew what was going to happen, and he knew he was going to love every second of it.
"Please, our group got ambushed, we got separated, I didn't want too..." Anne begged, her eyes wide.
"I don't care" Vince told her coldly.
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" Anne roared, as she ripped her bandanna from her eye, revealing nothing but an ugly red patch in it's place where her eye should have been "DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I'VE BEEN CALLED A FREAK!? A CYCLOPS, BECAUSE OF THIS!" She pointed dramatically at her eye before continuing "MY LIFE WAS FUCKING SHITTY BEFORE ALL OF THIS! PLEASE! HEAR ME NOW, JUST LET ME GO! I DON'T WANT ANY TROUBLE AND I KNOW YOU PEOPLE ARE GOOD PEOPLE...!"
"Shut up" Vince snapped, not interested in what Anne had to say at all, the emotional 15 year old panted her way into silence as she began to cry silently, her parents had never paid much attention to her now it felt like that all again, all she wanted to do was get back to her old group. To Marisol and co, so she could laugh with them and enjoy life a little more, she was only 15, she had barely started living and she did not want to die here...
Yet as Anne thought sadly, Luke was almost on the scene, it was time...
Vince hauled Anne to her feet and placed a strong arm around the young girls' neck, as she grasped for air a bloodied Luke burst onto the scene, his eyes wild as he ran forward and then paused in his tracks and screamed "VINCE HAVE YOU SEEN CLEM...!?"
His wild inquiry died on his tongue, when his eyes adjusted to the site of Vince pointing his pistol straight at him and at the hostage Anne in Vince's grip.
"Vince, what's goin' on?" Luke asked, frozen in place.
"ANYONE AROUND!? SARITA!?" Came Kenny's bellow in the distance.
Luke looked like he wanted to respond to Kenny's yell but Vince only gestured at his gun and placed his index finger to his lips, indicating that Luke should have stayed silent, Anne squirmed in Vince's grip, moaning pitifully, unable to break free from his demented grip on her.
"Lower your pants Luke" Vince commanded.
"What?" Luke asked bewildered, even though he heard Vince clearly.
"FUCKING LOWER THEM NOW, OR I'LL SHOOT!" Vince roared.
He looked insane, Luke didn't know what to do, but he slowly but surely grabbed the hem of his soaked trousers and lowered them slowly into his bare legs were on display.
"And your boxers" Vince growled, as Luke looked at Vince blankly, unable to believe what the hell he was hearing.
"Vince..." he began a little shakily.
"DO IT FUCKING NOW! OR I'LL PUT A BULLET IN HER AND YOU!" Vince spat, as Anne closed her eyes and wept into Vince's arm, Luke knew full well Vince would shoot, he had that look in his eye... he had snapped, all Luke could do was obey his insane command, as he awkwardly lowered his boxers, Vince glanced at him once and simply muttered "Good" before he chucked Anne to the floor next to him, and ripped her shirt off with such force that she gasped, as Vince tore up the thing and looked back at Luke.
"You know what to do Lukey boy" he said to the younger man.
"HEY! VINCE IS THAT YOU!?" Came Wyatt's shout, they grew closer with each passing second, Luke looked in the direction of an approaching Wyatt, he then glanced down at himself and then a shirtless Anne who was sobbing into the floor, using her one hand to cover her breasts. The horrible conclusion dawned on him, as the young man's face fell, "No, Vince! She's 15! WHAT'S THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" He roared, as Vince only smiled as Eddie's voice now shouted "LUKE!?"
"You have 30 seconds Luke to fuck this chick, or else I'll shoot you both" Vince told Luke as cold as Ice, this tone in his voice certainly chilled Luke to the core.
"I'D RATHER FUCKING DIE!" Luke roared back, as Vince only smiled at him again he was expecting this response.
"Yeah, but you see Clementine was looking for you Luke, she seemed so eager to find you" Vince said casually producing Clementine's hat from behind him, Luke paled, Clementine was hardly ever seen without that thing on, did Vince know where she was? "You don't want to break her heart by showing up dead, do you?" Vince asked, as if reading a troubled Luke's thoughts, Clementine was his only remaining link with his sanity, he wanted to see her again so badly... even if this was a fluke... he had to try.
"Where is she?" Luke growled.
"She's waiting with Nick back there, they are both eager to see you. I told them to stay back while I went out looking for you, now I've found you, raping another girl" he snarled at Luke, while glancing at a grovelling Anne on the floor.
"Do you think, Clementine will ever want to talk to me after she finds at about this?" Luke said shakily, gesturing at Anne once again who lay there helplessly, unable to believe what was about to happen to her. She thought these people were nice, but they were nothing but a pack of rapist, bandit fucks...
"Yes, she'll still want to talk to you Luke. She did so before, she'll do so again. After I saw what you did to Kelly, I don't want to kill you Luke, I want to destroy you, to frame you at every opportunity, until even Clementine is sick of you" Vince grinned, Luke looked down at Anne, the rest of the group were approaching fast.
"What are you talking about, what did I do to Kelly...?"
"DON'T FUCKING ACT LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW! YOU KILLED HER! I KNOW YOU DID! STOP FUCKING LYING LUKE!"
Kelly was dead, Luke didn't know how to feel, he knew he wasn't the one to do it. But there was no way in hell he would convince Vince otherwise, looking into his eyes he knew Vince was simply too far gone. he knew what he had to do, he wanted to stay alive so he could see Clementine again...
But, as much as it pained him, he knew this is where he had to die. He would die a hero, he would never rape, ever. He would rather Clementine remember him as he was, an innocent man and not an actual rapist...
"Well then Vince, shoot me. Because I'm done with this shit!" Luke yelled, as Vince's brows furrowed, the group were seconds away from them, his plan had foiled. Luke was being too much of a damn pussy to do what needed to be done! There was no time, Vince's next move was his most drastic...
He pointed his gun down.
BANG!
and then again
BANG!
He threw the gun at a stunned Luke who dropped it to the ground, Vince collapsed on the floor, he had shot himself in the leg as he gritted his teeth and yelped in pain, next to him the girl, Anne, lay as dead as a dodo, a bullet hole in the middle of her head, the last of her tears still rolling down her pale cheek, her eyes still open. An innocent girl lay dead.
Vince had to dispose of evidence against him.
Kenny, Eddie and Wyatt burst onto the scene, the sounds of the bullets propelling them forward at a faster pace, Kenny expected to find Sarita, laid dead on the ground, thankfully the site wasn't that of Sarita.
But it wasn't much better.
Vince was screaming in pain and clutching his bloody leg, a young girl, half naked, lay exposed and dead, a bullet hole through her head and standing up tall with a gun at his feet, and his trousers and pants down revealing more than Kenny ever wanted to see of him, was Luke.
The gun was at his feet, he was caught trousers down.
"YOU ANIMAL! YOU FUCKING ANIMAL LUKE! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO KILL HER!" Vince roared over at him.
Luke went to bellow a response, but at that second a gunshot went off, as Luke screamed and clutched his kneecap, another gunshot went off and scraped at Luke's second kneecap, his legs failed him as blood rained down them, he collapsed on the floor, as Kenny turned around to see Wyatt had fired the shots that had crippled Luke for the time being.
"That fucker" was all Wyatt could say, before he, Eddie and Kenny surrounded Vince.
"You alright?" Wyatt asked, as Vince choked back a sob and murmured "he... he killed Kelly! I found her as a walker... he admitted it, and raped the girl here, I tried to talk sense into him! But then he starts going speaking crazy shit, I try to run off but then he shoots me and... and thank God you guys came along..." Vince sobbed, as Wyatt began to work on patching up Vince's leg, as Eddie looked over at where Luke lay on the ground.
"I knew that guy had fucking lost it. Trying to lead us through that herd like that, fuck..." Eddie groaned, massaging his head, he had lost Rebecca in the herd somewhere, he would have gotten lost too, had Wyatt not followed him and managed to lead him to the forest, where they found a frantic Kenny who had been separated from Sarita, then the first sight the trio had come across was this? With the news Kelly had been murdered?
It didn't help calm Eddie at all.
"It's gonna hurt but I can support you" Wyatt told a thankful Vince, as Wyatt helped Vince back onto his feet.
"Wait... Vince..." Luke croaked, as all heads turned to him, Kenny's face was that of complete fury.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! VINCE! WE SHOULD KILL HIM! WE SHOULD KILL HIM NOW! THE FUCKING SICKO!" Kenny bellowed.
"Yeah, we should, just let me... say something to him" Vince said as he "bravely" limped forward to where Luke glared up at him, Eddie, Kenny and Wyatt all watched Vince cautiously as he picked up "Luke's" gun from the ground and bent down on his good leg.
Of all the things Luke could have said to Vince in those moments, all the hateful things he could have said... but he knew how pointless that was. He asked the only question that mattered.
"Vince... is she safe?"
Vince grinned devilishly and whispered into Luke's ear.
"No, I was there when she got ripped to shreds Luke, I was too late to do anything other than pick up a memoir to remember her by, if it helps she died screaming your name".
Vince watched as Luke's face fell for a final time, this never gave him more satisfaction,yet he failed to notice the flower Kelly had given him slide out of his pocket and into the undergrowth.
"You'll see Clem again real soon Luke, don't worry" Vince reassured him, as the first tear fell from Luke's eye, he simply looked crushed and Vince loved it. In his last few hours of life Vince wanted Luke to suffer, with this he used his own gun to whack Luke across the head as the young man fell unconscious.
"Let's go" Vince ordered as Eddie jumped over Anne's body and Wyatt helped Vince to his feet.
"Aren't we going to kill him?" Wyatt asked, looking down at Luke disgusted.
"No, his not worth our breath, let's leave him to the walkers" Vince said, hopefully he ended up in a worse shape than Kelly when the walkers started munching on his pretty boy little face, and hopefully he would wake up in those last moments in agony as they tore him apart.
Kenny was reminded of Andy St. John as Vince, Wyatt and Eddie all trailed into the woods as he took one last look back at Luke, he thought Andy was nice at first, then he knew what Andy had really sunk too. It was the same with Luke, once a great leader and now this... a rapist, a murderer, the lowest of the low. The same as Andy, Kenny left him in silence, determined to find his pregnant girlfriend, in a world gone to hell.
As Eddie began to quiz Vince on all that had happened and where "Did that girl come from?" Vince himself answered confidently, feeling no regret to what he had done to Luke, the rest of the group he would lead easily. But Luke was always that damn obstacle, that person in the way... Vince had finally disposed of him, he was free of all guilt. Although he still mourned over Kelly and was still in a somewhat numb haze, he was happy. Even when Kenny asked about where he had gotten Clementine's hat from, his sombre reply of "I simply found it, I'm sorry Kenny, but you never know she might have made it" Kenny looked downtrodden at the news, but Vince could only think of one thing.
Finally, he was in power.
If only he knew that Stephanie had seen everything from where she watching the whole scene from behind a nearby tree, when she was sure Vince had left she cautiously approached an unconscious Luke...
Sarah noticed the first sounds of a struggle when she heard some panting, she looked forward cautiously to find Arvo struggling beneath a walker, the Russian teenager's face was drenched in sweat as his arms buckled beneath him, the walker drawing itself closer to him...
"NO!" Sarah roared approaching the thing, using the pistol Lilly had given her a long time ago, she aimed down the nuzzle as Nick told her too, and fired. With a resounding POP, the walkers head exploded, a startled Arvo managed to wriggle himself free, as he leant up against a tree and slowly stood up, cautiously on his bad leg, as he heaved and panted, before his grey eyes found Sarah's brown one's.
"SARAH!" He yelped in glee, as Sarah ran forward to hug him, the second her arms wrapped around Arvo's she knew she didn't want to let go of him. As Arvo laughed in joy barely able to believe he had been saved...
"I was so scared Sarah. I tried to run after Christa, but I lost her. I find forest but walkers follow me and then that one traps me and I thought..." he seemed to hold back a sob as he hugged her tighter "I am glad you are here" he muttered to her, as Sarah nodded slowly in agreement.
"I left someone to die Arvo" she found herself sobbing for some unknown reason, as Arvo's eyes widened.
"What?" he shouted, as Sarah sobbed onto his shoulder.
"That Alex guy, his group got ambushed and he got wounded. He was in the woods, back there, but I got really mad with him and I... I let the walkers eat him...!" Sarah was yelling now as Arvo simply hugged her ever tighter and whispered into her ear "It's okay Sarah, It's okay, he was a bad man. He left us to die. He deserved it" these soothing words, drew a general question from a still shaking Sarah.
"Would you have left him Arvo?"
The Russian boy didn't take long to reply.
"Yes, I would have done"
Sarah sniffed and muttered "I thought I was going to be all alone out here, that everyone else was dead. I'm glad you're okay" she told him, as Arvo seemed to gain a lot of confidence in those few seconds.
"I thought the same Sarah, I am so glad to see you..." his voice trailed off to a halt as they gazed at each other for a few seconds, Arvo leant forward and didn't hesitate when he kissed Sarah, for a few seconds Sarah didn't know what to do, but then she closed her eyes and allowed Arvo to kiss her, full on the lips. This... it felt nice.
Arvo finally broke apart, savouring the memory of his first kiss as much as Sarah was.
"It's strange. I never imagined living through today. Yet alone kissing you" Arvo told her, as Sarah hugged him, liking the way Arvo warmed her up from the inside, as she laughed and felt a few tears fall from her cheeks.
"It's weird" she laughed, crying tears of happiness, it had been a chaotic day, after all the trauma and horrible things she had done that day, now she was suddenly kissing Arvo and was as happy as she could be. Even if they were two weak teenagers, alone in the woods, with no idea where their friends were, or even if their friends were alive.
Sarah realised then, in times like these maybe that's what drove people to cherish what they had. and to act upon it.
Because she had seen how easily it could all be lost.
"SARAH! SARAH!"
"Nick, we'll find her, calm down" Lilly assured him, as he glared back at her, yet he closed his mouth.
"She could be dying back there and you expect us to walk forward!?" he challenged of her.
"Sarah will be too, we will find each other, don't worry. If we stand around shouting,nothing is going to change and we'll just draw walkers to us. We have to keep moving, Sarah's tough, she'll be fine Nick" Lilly said again, she had to follow Nick and guide him to safety, after he recklessly tried to bulldoze through the herd looking for Sarah. In the woods they bumped into a lost Sarita, who had since joined their little party and was now trailing at the back of their group, no doubt she as nervous because of what she had done in the past, she didn't share the best relationship with Lilly or Nick.
Nick piped down and decided to stay silent for a while, yet he was worried, Stephanie, Sarah, Luke, Clem... any one of them could have been dead right now. and he couldn't do shit about it.
Sarita knew Nick was agitated and had no comforting words for him, she was desperate to find Kenny again, so much so, she kept her eyes peeled on the trees to her side, hoping to catch a glimpse of him...
Wait, was that a leg?
A curious Sarita stopped and approached the small leg sticking out from behind the tree, Lilly looked back and noticed Sarita trailing off to the side of the path and shouted "hey! What is it!?" to Sarita.
"It's Clementine!" she shouted back, gazing at where the small girl had fallen asleep in a pile of her vomit.
"Shit!" Lilly shouted as she and Nick ran forward and bent over Clementine, the young girl woke up to shouting... and next thing she knew Nick, Lilly's and Sarita's faces were floating above her's, asking if she was okay. If she was bitten, if she had seen the others...
"Kelly's dead, the walkers got her" Clementine managed to gasp, as Lilly looked at Nick.
"Shit" he muttered, if she was dead then no doubt some others would be too, this caused him to panic even more...
"But... she told me... before... she died. Vince and her they faked it! She admitted it! They framed Luke for rape! You have to believe me!" Clementine begged of the three, as Lilly came to the conclusion the quickest "My God, Kelly wanted to tell us something before we got into the herd, that must have been it!" she yelled, as the truth dawned on them all.