With Buricko, the bald man, being bounded by his hands; the group finally set off on their way to a place, Buricko had reluctantly told them about.
He was quite angry about it too but Kenny didn't seemed fazed by it, not one bit. It gave Clementine some certainty that he would be able to take care of him if he flew off the handle. He seemed too dangerous - well, so was Clementine but this man? He would easily overpower her, without a doubt. If it were up to her, the ground would be painted with his brains, along with his former members of his group.
But no, the group would stop her. She already killed Arvo, it didn't took long for the teen to bleed out. Fortunately but then again unfortunately for the group, they didn't have any bandages to treat his wound... not that it would've done the teen any good.
Luke was forced to put the kid down, Mike and Bonnie had "kept Clementine away" from him... for whatever reason. He was already going to die.
The baby was still being carried by Sarah, Clementine was glad that her friend had made it but somehow the infant was still alive. She had thought she had eliminated two problems, or multiple by choosing to kill the other foreign guy and let the infant get eaten by Rebecca's corpse. The group had said their goodbyes to the dead woman whilst Kenny and Clementine stood quiet.
Clementine was falling behind the group, Kenny led the pack with the prisoner in front, his gun trained on him. "Who killed Rebecca?" The child sped up to get closer to her friend, Sarah. The teen didn't answer her and Clementine frowned. "Sarah?"
The teen looked timid as she kept walking, the infant in her arms napping soundly... thankfully. "Y-yeah?"
"Who killed Rebecca?" Bonnie slowly peered over her shoulder, a frown on her face.
"U-um, I-I dunno..." Sarah didn't look comfortable, for whatever reason. It was almost like...
"Sarah, are you-"
"I gotta talk to my dad about something," Sarah muttered before quickly speeding up next to her father. He glanced at her, putting his arm around her, letting her head rest on her shoulder.
Clementine frowned, it seemed like Sarah was... afraid of her. Why though? Immediately, a thought came to her head that made her roll her eyes. What, so just because she killed Arvo, she was now the bad guy? Seriously? She shook her head. I can't believe these people.
She caught up to Luke, A.K. in his hands. "Hey, Luke," she greeted him with a small smile.
"...Clementine," she could hear it in his tone, that disdain. He didn't even turn to look at her or return her smile; he just kept head in same direction, in front of him.
She sighed through her nose, deciding she wasn't going to create a conversation.
"We should take a break here!" Carlos suggested. "Rest for a bit." He glanced at Clementine behind him. The group had followed the trailing into the woods and was now surrounded by snow white trees.
"Aight, wait there!" Kenny shouted at the hostage. He heard him sigh before slowly turning around to look at the group. Mr. Frowny face should be his nickname, Clementine thought. She giggled at the thought of calling him thought.
Actually...
"Mr. Frowny face!" Buricko directed his glare at the kid. She couldn't help but laugh at the visible anger on his face.
Everyone watched the child's shenanigans, silently scolding her.
"Why are you laughin'?" Bonnie abruptly asked.
It took a few seconds for the child to regain herself before she turned at the redhead, finding the "scolding look". It could be mistaken for an angry look, like Buricko's but when she did it, it wasn't funny. In fact it was annoying to look at. "None of your business," she simply replied.
That was a very stupid question for her to ask honestly, does she have the memory of a goldfish or something? Nah, she was just looking for any reason to argue with the kid.
Luke engaged in a conversation with Mike and Sarah. Everyone had went about their own business, Kenny stayed near the prisoner. Bonnie had wanted to talk to Carlos in private and Clementine would catch her glancing her, with that same annoying frown. I swear, I'm gonna kill her one day. Her days were numbered, the child swore it. She hated that woman and now she was tossing annoying glances at her.
Clementine sighed, face palming and instantly regretting that careless decision. She forgotten that she was still missing an eye and her palm just so happened to land right onto her broken socket.
"It's all mah fault."
"Hmm?" Sarah frowned at Luke. "What do you mean?"
He nodded in direction of Clementine. Kenny had rushed over as he saw the child doubling over. "If ah had just... i-if ah had just waited for her." The young man shook his head, a slight grimace on his face. "That's all mah fault right there. If only ah was there for her instead being an-"
"Hey man, you couldn't have known." Mike tried consoling him.
"No, it was mah idea. Ah was the one who came up with it and she was one who... w-who was punished." Luke gritted his teeth, taking a deep breath as he felt a small lump begin to form in his throat. "Ah was an idiot!" His fists began to ball, remembering everything that had transpired over at Howe's. Him snatching Clem into the comic store. Him telling her the idea and then leaving all because he was "hungry".
Mike frowned before patting the man on the back. "You made a mistake man-"
"Mistake? Mistake!? Goddamn Mike look at her!" They all turn to look at the child who was sitting down next to Kenny on a log. She always had that look. That... frown. Like she was always irritated about something. "She's lost her eye because of me. She's missin' an eye. Because. Of. Me." He paused. "That kid ain't the same. Not anymore, s-she's-she's-like a... a sociopath or somethin'!"
"Impulsive, aggressive, uncaring." Sarah suddenly interjected.
"Huh? What?" Mike raised a brow at the teen, confused.
"T-that's what my dad says. He said they're impulsive and... very a-angry and that they don't care about other people."
"Yeah, that sounds like her... man." The darker man shook his head.
"Carver deserved what he got," Mike frowned, eyes widening at Luke's confession. Mike wanted to lighten up the mood by talking about life before the world was overran by the dead. It mainly consisted of Sarah engaging in the conversation whereas Luke had kept quiet for most of it.
"Alright." Kenny slowly took off Clementine's hat, letting her disheveled curls flop against her temple.
"We're gonna run out of bandages if we have to do this everyday," came Clementine's snarky comment.
"Yeah well, we're gonna have to stick with it... unless you want it to get infected."
"I'm fine with that."
Kenny let out a humorous scoff before grabbing the bandage and gently lifting it off of her eye. The child's fringe had fell over her socket and it felt... really strange. Like flesh that's been pulled back and you're touching the meat for the first time.
The older man moved the fringe out of his way to find an empty bloody and grimy socket looking back at him. The air in the man's lungs left him as it was his first time looking at the child's life-changing injury.
"It's ugly, isn't it?"
"No... no it isn't, it actually makes you look badass." It shouldn't have to...
"Huh... that's good then." The child offered a smile. She watched as Kenny pulled a bottle... of peroxide. As if it wasn't bad enough using that on her arm, now it was going into her eye. She remembered being so afraid yet so determined to stitch up her arm. At least she wasn't the one that was applying it this time.
"Alright, so... this will hurt, alright?"
She wasn't going to lie. She was scared, she knew what to expect. The first time she used that bottle, she didn't think it would be that painful but now she knew exactly how bad it was. She sighed. "Yeah, I know. I used it before."
"What? When?"
"I got bitten by a stupid dog and I needed to stitch it up by myself."
"Damn, now that's a real badass there." He smiled proudly. He then pulled out a white cloth and he poured the peroxide into it.
Clementine sighed once more. "G-great, okay, w-wonderful..."
"Just a few dabs and that's it, okay?" He assured her to which she nodded.
"L-let's just... get this over with."
Kenny nodded. He paused for a moment and then brought the damp cloth to the child's socket.
She yelped, feeling the seering pain shoot through her socket. Outside and through the inside. She clutched her eye(s) closed tightly, teeth gritted and breathing heavily as the daggering pain tormented her. It took a great amount of strength to keep herself from grasping at the socket.
Finally, after what felt like twenty minutes, the pain finally start to calm it's pressure. The child slowly opened her tearful eye, looking at the man in front of her.
"You alright?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" Clementine simply answered.
He brought the cloth over to her broken orbital once again, the pain wasn't as intense as it was initially but it still burned.
"Why is the group mad at me?" The child suddenly asked.
Kenny frowned as he continued patting the socket with the cloth. "What do you mean sweetie?"
"I mean when I shot Arvo. All I did was kill his sister to make sure she wasn't going to turn into a walker and then he came at me."
"Ah know."
"Why is the group mad? His sister was going to turn and no one was paying attention."
Kenny sighed, shaking his head. "Because they're morons, they don't got any common sense." He stopped dabbing the cloth and he looked at her. "You did the right thing, okay? You ain't in the wrong here."
"Oh, I know. I just wanna know why they're so upset over the enemy."
Kenny let out a chuckle. "Well, ah already answered that question." He then pulled out a brand new clean bandage and began wrapping it around the child's head, around her shattered orbital before placing her signature hat back onto her head. "There you go! Good as new."
"Yup, thank you Kenny." The child thanked him, readjusting her hat.
"It's alright."
"Are we ready to go?" Sarita came up to the two of them. She quickly threw a strange glance at Clementine.
"Yeah, you ready Clem?"
"Yeah, let's go."
When the group had gathered their supplies, they continued their trip to Buricko's shelter.