Thanks to gaara king of the sand for the help.
The bright sun cast down upon the two as the trudged along.
They had been on the road for a week, and they were both exhausted. The constant, always-on-the-move travel was quickly wearing the duo out. Any traveler could probably agree that at some point, they hit that point where they are sick of traveling.
Clementine regretted having to leave the prison, but she knew that they couldn't stay in one place too long. It was better safe than sorry, so she wasn't complaining.
Molly knew the most important thing was to find some place safe, maybe somewhere that could be a long-term solution, for her and Clementine to settle down.
Finally, Molly and Clementine stopped at an isolated rest stop along the path.
Clementine looked down as a can hit her foot. She picked up the can, but found it was empty. Wrinkling her nose, she let the can drop from her hand.
Molly hummed, "Hey Clem… I'm going to take a look around, see what I can find."
"Okay." Clementine said.
"Why don't you get cleaned up in the bathroom?" Molly suggested.
Clementine looked to the restroom. "I hope the sink works in there."
"Most likely it won't. But you can try." Molly said.
Clementine nodded.
"Be careful. Make sure you keep track of your things." Molly said. "And shout if you need me…"
"Okay." Clementine said.
With that, the child approached the restroom, while Molly did a quick search of the area, looking for anything useful.
As she opened the door, Clementine hesitated for a bit to enter the dark restroom. The only light source being a window on the far side of the wall. Mustering up her courage she walking inside the dimly lit area.
"...Hello?" The girl called out.
There was no response.
Clementine decided it would be best to look around and make sure it was truly clear.
The washrooms were creepy. And Clementine decided it would be best to be in and out as quick as possible.
Holding her gun tightly, she started checking the stalls the first stall closest to the door is just plain gross. The toilet is broken and clearly dripping. "Oh, gross…" But it's empty. Good.
She moves on to the second stall. It's no better than the first. In fact, it's worse, blood is on the wall and a stuff rabbit in on the toilet seat, clearly a child was injured in that stall. Maybe they had tried to hide in there from something… or someone… Clementine didn't want to think about it.
Closing the door, she went to the last stall. The third one was the most decent compared to the other too, and once again it was empty.
Clementine sighed in relief. "Good, no one's here." She made her way over to the sink area. "Guess it's safe to get cleaned up."
She caught sight of her disheveled self in the mirror, and her own reflection startled her. The girl took in her appearance with a frown. She let out another sigh.
She placed her gun down and set her backpack onto the counter, unzipping it a bit. She looked to the faucet of the sink. Might as well give it a try. "Please have water."
However, when she turned the taps, not even a drop dripped into the sink. "Figures..." She groaned.
Reaching into her bag, she grabbed her water bottle and a wash rag. Pouring some water over the rag, she placed the water bottle down and used the rag to clear the dirt off her face.
Once she had finished she examined her reflection once more. A small smile graced her lips. "Better."
The girl reached for her water bottle, to put it away, but accidentally knocked the bottle off the counter. "Oh, shoot…" She muttered at the bottle rolled away.
The bottle rolled into one of the stalls much to the child's annoyance. Luckily she knew which one.
She made her way towards the third stall and opened the door. Stepping in, she picked up the bottle. She looked to the bottle with a frown, "Ew…"
The child suddenly jumped as the sound of a door opening reached her ears.
The hairs on the back of her neck all stood up, the child immediately felt a bad vibe. She quickly stood on the toilet, trying to stay hidden.
The girl could hear a bit of shuffling and caught sight of a teen now digging through her backpack.
Clementine fought back a gasp as the teen picked up her gun. She tried to stay quiet, hoping the teen would just leave if she stayed quiet. Clementine drew in a quick, short breath, trying to stay as still as possible.
The girl's foot suddenly slipped and Clementine hoped that the teen didn't hear it. She had.
Clementine swallowed nervously as the teen approached.
The teen aimed the gun at the child. "I see you. Get outta there. You're not fooling me."
"That's my gun..." Clementine said meekly.
"S'mine now." The teen replied.
"Give it back." Clementine said, trying to sound tough.
"Why should I?" The teen opened the stall door. "Get out here."
Clementine frowned, stepping of the toilet. She made her way out of the stall, whimpering a bit as she raised her hands where the teen could see them.
"You got anything on you? Come on, let's see." The teen demanded.
"That's all I have..." Clementine said.
"I'm serious! What else you got?" Asked the teen.
"That's it..." Clementine told her.
"Don't lie to me. I'll pop you." The teen said. "Give me what you got!"
"I don't have anything!" Clementine finally exclaimed.
"Gimme that hat." The teen ordered.
Clementine shook her head. "...No"
"Where'd you get it?" The teen asked.
Clementine frowned.
"I asked you a question!" The teen said, emphasizing her words by point the gun.
"...My dad gave it to me." Clementine replied.
"Just give it to me." The teen said.
Clementine didn't bother saying anything. There was no way she would hand over her hat. It was all she had left of her family... All she had left of Lee...
The teen turned her attention back to the bag, keeping the gun trained on the child. "Junk, junk, and junk. Look at all this junk. Shit, shit, and more shit. Why you ain't got nothing good? You're just a little fish. You gonna cry little fish?"
Clementine caught the sound of the door opening once again, however the teen was too distracted.
Suddenly the door shut.
Startled, the teen fired a shot in Molly's direction, missing the woman by just an inch.
Molly hastily crossed the room and grabbed the teen's arm. She twisted, causing the teen to release the hold on the gun. Molly quickly snatched the weapon, cocked it, and aimed it at the girl.
The teen's eyes widened. "I… I wasn't doing anything. I swear."
"You sure about that? Because from the looks of it, you were trying to rob my girl." Molly said.
The teen didn't know what to say. "I…"
"What's your name?" Molly asked.
"M-Michelle." The girl answered.
"Well, Michelle… you the wrong little fish to rob today." Molly said.
"Are… Are you going to kill me?" Michelle asked.
"That would be a waste of a bullet." Molly replied.
Michelle just watched the woman with wide, fearful eyes.
"You got anymore weapons?" Molly asked, checking the girl's pockets.
"Yeah… A knife…" Michelle said.
"Alright…" Molly didn't bother taking that weapon. She knew the girl wouldn't try anything with just a knife. She finished checking her for weapons, finding only the knife as the teen had said. "So… Would you like to explain to me what the hell was going on here?"
"I was trying to… to gather supplies." Michelle said.
"By robbing a child?" Molly asked.
"I don't have any other choice." Michelle claimed.
"Maybe that's what you think. I know things are rough. But you should probably rethink some of your choices. Because next time you go robbing people and waving a gun around, they might not hesitate to put a bullet in your head." Molly said. "You keep going like this and who knows how long you're going to survive."
Michelle seemed surprised by the woman's words.
"Now get the hell out of here before I change my mind about shooting you." Molly said. It was just a threat. Molly saw no point in shooting some teen, but the threat worked. The teen scrambled her way out of the restroom.
Molly sighed as she looked to Clementine, who was whimpering quietly. She approached the child and knelt to her level. "You okay."
Clementine gave a nod.
"What happened?" Molly asked the girl.
"I… I was getting cleaned up like you told me and… and…" Clementine trailed off, but Molly quickly pieced the situation together.
"You left your stuff?" Molly asked.
"Y-Yeah…" Clementine said.
"Didn't I tell you to keep track of your things?" Molly asked.
Clementine lowered her head with a frown.
Molly sighed. The woman straightened up, she took the child's hand. "Come on, kid. Let's get a move on."
Clementine nodded and the two made their way out of the rest room.
As the months continued to fly by travelling Clementine adapted more to life on the move. It was far from easy. There were days when they were complete exhausted or nights when they would go without a meal, but they managed to survive.
Clementine was grateful to have Molly looking out for her. After Lee died, she had been terrified. She had no idea what to do, and if Molly hadn't found her, she was sure she wouldn't have lasted long.
Now with her birthday rolling in, Clementine couldn't help but feel sad. She kept remembering how she lost her guardian just two days after he birthday. She couldn't believe that it was almost a year ago now…
The last couple of weeks had been okay, considering how quiet things were. Clementine didn't know how long it had been since they had seen another living person. So, when the two were packing up after breakfast that morning the last thing either of them had expected was for several men to suddenly surround them, all wielding weapons.
"Well, well, well… Look what we got here…" One of the men spoke.
"She's a pretty nice find…" A second man said.
"You got anything on you?" Asked a third man.
Molly sighed. "Not much…"
"What's not much…" The first man questioned.
"We got a couple food cans…" Molly replied.
"Well, beggars can't be choosers." Another bandit said. "Can't complain about the body though."
"She might be perfect; I think we should keep her." The second man said.
"What about the little boy?" Ask the fourth bandit.
Clementine furrowed her brows at that. She knew they must have been talking about her. She glanced to the blue hoody she was wearing. That combined with her short haircut and baseball cap must have made them think she was a boy.
"We don't need him… We kill him." Said the first man.
Clementine felt her heart drop and took a step back. "M-Molly?"
"Shhh…" Molly tried to shush the child, but it was too late.
"You sure that's a boy? Kid has a pretty little face." The second man said.
"How about I check?" One of the men reached for Clementine.
However, before he could do anything, Molly delivered a strong kick to the main's balls. She quickly grabbed Clementine and they broke into a run.
The men started firing shots in their direction. Molly made sure to zigzag in order to avoid being hit. However, as they continued to run, Clementine suddenly let out a yelp, falling face first to the ground.
Molly panicked. She quickly knelt beside the child. The girl was bleeding. She had been shot.
Molly scooped the child into her arms, the child groaning in pain. The woman took off running again, trying to escape the bandits.
As Molly ran, she felt a bullet graze her arm. Ignoring the pain, she kept moving. She caught sight of a farm, several feet ahead. Molly ran towards it, nearly falling as she felt a bullet hit her in the leg.
She hissed in pain, quickly regaining her balance, she shifted the injured child in her arms and dashed towards the farm.
For a moment Molly, worried that she may have ran Clementine and herself right into the bandits' home base as a man started to fire shots from the Farm House, but she was surprised to see the man had shot two of the bandits dead. Molly took the chance to pull out her own gun and shoot three more of the bandits.
The man rushed toward the gate of his farm and opened in.
"Get in here! Hurry!" The man ordered. He was a tall man, greying hair and dark eyes.
Molly rushed, the best she could, through the gate as the other bandit retreated into the forest.
The man quickly looked the gate. "Come on…"
He led her toward a house. Clementine was barely conscious at this point. Molly figured the child was in horrible pain.
"T-Thanks." Molly said to the man ask she caught her breath.
"Don't mention it." The man replied.
"My name's Molly by the way." Molly introduced herself.
"Aaron." The man replied.
They made their way to the farm house and the man let Molly inside.
"Dad?" A girl around seventeen or eighteen asked. "Who's this?"
"Don't worry, Alexis. They're not trouble." Aaron said.
"How do you know?" A teen boy questioned, he looked about fifteen or sixteen.
"Daddy, are you okay?" A girl a bit older than Clementine asked.
"What happened?" Ask another girl, around seven or eight years old.
"I'm okay, girls…" The man reassured the children. "This is Molly and…"
"Clementine." Molly said.
"Clementine." Aaron repeated.
"What happened to her?" The youngest child asked.
"She's been shot." Molly said.
All the children's eyes grew wide.
"I'll… I'll get a first aid kit…" Alexis ran from the room.
"Put her on the couch. I'll see what I can do..." The man said.
Molly nodded she went to set Clementine on the couch.
"Is she going to be okay?" The youngest girl asked.
"I think so…" Molly said. "What's your name?"
"Evette." The little girl replied. "And this is Deanna." She motioned to the other little girl who waved.
"Nice to meet you both." Molly said. She took a seat next to Clementine, checking the girl's injury.
Alexis soon returned with the first aid kit. She looked to Molly. "You're hurt too…" The teen pointed out.
"I'll take care of it, honey." Aaron said. "You and Josh take the girls upstairs to play."
"Alright…" Alexis said. She took her young sibling's hands and led them from the room.
The teen boy, Josh followed after them.
The room was silent as Aaron examined the Clementine's wound. He cleaned it, and the unconscious child winced. "Looks like the bullet went straight through."
"That's good." Molly sighed in relief.
"You two on your own?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah. For a while now." Molly replied.
"Must be rough." Aaron said.
"I guess. But I'm not really a group person…" Molly replied honestly.
"Sometimes there's strength in numbers." The man said.
"And sometimes numbers can create problems." Molly said.
"Fair point…" Aaron started to wrap the young child's wounds. "I think she should be fine in a while. She'll just have to take it easy."
"Thank you. I really appreciate this." Molly said.
"We're not do here. Let me take a look at your leg. You're bleeding quite a bit." Aaron said.
"…Alright." Molly agreed.
She allowed the man to take care of her injured leg, and then he also treated the graze on her arm.
"All set..." Aaron said as he put away the medical supplies. "You and your girl are welcome to stay here. It's probably your best option with those bandits outside."
"Yeah... Thanks again..." Molly said. She knew she couldn't go anywhere right now. Not with Clementine hurt and those psychos outside waiting.
"No problem." Aaron replied. "In the meantime, I'm going to go get some lunch started."
Molly simply nodded.
Aaron headed off to the kitchen.
Molly decided to try to get some rest. She laid down beside little Clementine and closed her eyes.
When Molly awoke, she immediately noticed that Clementine was no longer beside her.
The woman forced herself up and saw Alexis sitting in a chair reading a book.
"You okay?" Alexis asked.
"Where's Clem?" Molly questioned back.
"She's fine. She's upstairs playing with the girls." Alexis informed.
Molly sighed in relief.
"Dad made some food if you're hungry. You were asleep for a while." Alexis said.
"Alright… Thanks." Molly stretched, before heading into the kitchen.
"Finally awake, I see." Aaron said.
"Yeah… Sorry, it's been an exhausting day." Molly said.
"I bet. I'm sure you and Clementine have been on the road for a while." Aaron said.
"A while is an understatement." Molly sighed.
"Well, I'm sure you must be hungry. Help yourself." Aaron motioned to a pot on the stove.
The pot was full of beef stew. Molly used a spoon to put some into a bowl. She took a seat at the table and started to eat.
"Let's play something else…" Deanna spoke to the other two little girls.
"Like what?" Clementine asked.
"…Let's play hide and seek." Deanna said.
"Okay." Evette said. "You're it…"
"What? Why am I it?" Deanna asked.
"Because it's you're idea." Evette said. "Let's hide, Clem…"
"Okay!" Clementine said. "Count to twenty!"
Deanna pouted but started counting as the other two girls ran from the room.
"Come on…" Evette whispered to her. She opened the door to a bedroom and the children saw Josh on his bed. He was doing something neither child had never seen before. I
Clementine stopped suddenly eyes wide open.
"What do you want? Ever heard of knocking?" Josh sounded annoyed.
Clementine didn't know what to say. "W-What are you doing?"
The boy looked to them and sent them a glare, face going red. "GET OUT!" The boy snapped.
The two little girl's eyes widened and they rushed from the room. Evette broke into tears. "I'm telling daddy!"
Josh got out of the bed, fixing his clothes and called, "Wait, Evie-"
The child didn't listen as she dashed downstairs.
Clementine stood there, not knowing what to do.
Josh let out a sigh, going back into his room and shutting the door.
"This is a nice place." Molly said.
"Well, we try to keep it nice." Aaron said.
"You're doing a good job…" Molly said.
"Thanks." Aaron said with a smile. "So, where were you and Clem heading?"
"We're just searching for a safe place to be honest." Molly said.
"Well, like I said you're welcome to stay here. We have enough room." Aaron said.
Molly nodded. "I really appreciate that. I'll consider the offer, but no promises."
"Alright…"
Before either of them could speak another word, they heard Josh yell out. Not to long later they heard Evette start crying and the child's rushed footsteps downstairs.
"Daddy!" Evette made her way into the kitchen and hugged her father.
"What happened, honey?" Aaron asked the child.
"Joshua yelled at me…" The girl whimpered.
"It's okay, baby…" Aaron said.
Alexis soon enter the room. "Evie, I thought you guys were playing…"
"We were, but Josh is being mean…" Evette said.
"It's alright. I'll beat him up for you. How's that sound?" Alexis asked, hugging her younger sister.
Evette nodded in response.
Molly smiled. It was sweet to see the girl looking after her younger sister. It reminded her of how she was so protective of own sister.
"Come on, it's almost bedtime." Alexis said, taking her little sister's hand.
"But I'm not sleepy." The child protested.
"I'll read you a story…" Alexis said.
"Okay…" Evette said.
Alexis led her sister out of the room.
"I don't know what I would do without her." Aaron said. "She's been a huge help with the kids. Sometimes I feel bad that I rely so much on her…"
"She's a good kid." Molly said.
"Yeah… She is." Aaron agreed.
As the night carried on, Aaron brought Molly and Clementine to a spare room for them to rest in.
"How are you feeling?" Molly asked the child.
"I'm okay… I think." Clementine said.
"You sure, Clem?" Molly asked.
"Yeah. Are you?" Clementine asked. "Alexis said you were hurt too."
"I'm fine, Clementine." Molly said.
"That's good." Clementine let out a yawn. "I like this farm… It's not scary like the St. John's dairy…"
"What's that?"
"My group went there with Lee… They said they had food, but they were actually eating people. They cut our friend Mark's legs off and tried to feed them to us… But Lee stopped me." Clementine said.
Molly's eyes widened, she was disturbed by what she just heard. "I think these people are nice, sweetie."
"They seem nice. I hope they stay nice." Clementine said.
"Me too…" Molly replied. Regardless, they would have to get a move on soon. "Get some sleep kiddo."
"Okay…" Clementine closed her eyes.
It didn't take long for the two to drift off to sleep.
The next morning Clementine woke up, feeling well rested for the first time. Molly was still asleep and Clementine decided not to wake her. She couldn't remember the last time her and her guardian had been able to sleep in.
After breakfast, and having her gunshot wound looked at by Aaron, she went off to play with Deanna and Evette. However, she was a bit surprised to be called into Josh's bedroom by the teen.
The girl entered the room, raising a brow. "What is it?"
"Shut the door…" Josh said. "And lock it."
Clementine was confused, but the child did as she was told.
"I wanted to show you something…" Josh said. "Remember when you walked in on me yesterday?"
"Yeah… What were you doing?" Clementine asked.
"Do you really want to know?" Josh questioned.
Clementine nodded.
"Okay. I'll show you…" Josh said. He undid his pants, much to Clementine's surprise.
Clementine felt a bit nervous. "W-What are you doing?"
The boy played with himself for a moment before looking to Clem. "Now you gotta show me yours…"
"Mine?" Clementine asked.
"Yeah."
The girl hesitated for a moment, but undid her own pants. She pulled them down, revealing her panties. She was scared to show the boy her secret area.
"Get on the bed…" Josh said.
Clementine did so, only to be shocked as the teen forced his hand into her panties. She was frozen for a moment as he moved his hand around.
"No!" Clementine said, yanking his hand away. The child jumped from the bed, fear in her eyes.
"Wait…" Josh said.
Clementine didn't. She ran straight towards the door.
Josh jumped to his face and quickly blocked the child in. "If you tell anyone, I'll kill you… You're just as wrong as I am. You let me do it."
Clementine sniffled a bit, tears falling. She was terrified of the teen.
Josh finally moved, opening the door and shoving the child out the room.
Clementine wasted no time in running to the guest room.
Molly had just woken up and was surprised when Clementine tossed herself into her arms.
"Can we leave?" Clementine whimpered.
"What?" Molly asked.
"Please… I don't want to be here anymore…" Clementine said.
Molly raised a brow, "Why not?"
Clementine didn't respond.
Molly was more than confused. She felt worried by the child's behavior. Molly just sighed and held the child closer.
"Have you thought about staying?" Was Aaron's question during dinner that night.
Molly looked to Clementine's face, the child just lowered her head. "No... Clem and I are actually moving on come tomorrow. We appreciate you allowing us to stay here."
"Of course..." Aaron said. "If you change your mind, just let me know..."
"Okay." Molly said.
"Do you really have to leave?" Evette frowned. "I wanted to play more..."
"Me too." Deanna said.
Clementine frowned. "I'm sorry."
"Can't you stay...?" Deanna asked.
Clementine sighed. "I don't... I don't know..."
"Look girls, we'll talk about this tomorrow."
"Well, the weather's pretty bad right now... It's raining pretty hard." Alexis said.
"Yeah… If it doesn't let up by the morning, you might want to think about staying another day…" Josh said.
Clementine felt her skin crawl a bit as the boy looked to her. She quickly looked away.
"I guess we'll see what's what tomorrow…" Molly simply said.
The family nodded.
The wind was blowing strong, the rain hard. There was no way Clementine and Molly were going out in that storm.
Loud crashes of thunder had been enough to wake several people in the house. And it seemed like the storm was only getting worse.
After an almost sleepless night, they were feeling wary about the storm. Especially when the wind proved to be strong enough to take down a couple trees.
By late afternoon they just gathered around the living room. They hadn't seen a storm this bad before.
"This is a really bad storm, daddy…" Evette said. "I don't like it…"
"I know honey…" Aaron said. "Why don't you three girls go upstairs and play…"
"It's scary…" Evette whined, clinging to her father.
"I'll go up there with you…" Alexis said. "Come on, girls."
Clementine hesitated, but Molly urged to go play.
Thing only worsened by the house. Strong winds pushed against the windows.
It was a rampaging wind and rain.
"This isn't good..." Molly said.
"What?" Aaron asked.
"This storm..." Molly simply said.
Aaron sighed. "No... It's not."
They opened the front door to look out the screen door. The rain was pouring so hard, the could barely see. However, they didn't hear loud roars of thunder.
Lightening flickered rapidly, lighting up the sky. Then suddenly they heard a sound much like the roaring of a train.
Something was coming directly toward the farmhouse.
"Holy shit..." Aaron said. "We need to get to the basement..."
The children tried their best to ignore the loud sounds of the storm, while playing with toys.
Clementine felt the urge to use the bathroom and she placed down her toys.
The child stood up. "I'll be back." Clementine told her two friends.
"Okay." The other two children said.
"Where are you going Clem?" Alexis asked, looking up from her book.
"To the bathroom." Clementine answered.
"Okay..." Alexis said. "Call me if you need anything."
"Okay." Clementine said.
The child left the room and headed to the bathroom. She used the toilet, trying her best to be scared of the loud noises from the storm.
She finished using the bathroom, but felt her heart stop as the doorknob shook. Quickly, with her heart pounding, she grabbed some tissue paper and wiped herself. She forced herself to her feet and flushed the toilet, just as the door opened.
She had forgotten to lock it.
Before her stood Josh. The teen looked surprise for a moment, but wordlessly entered the bathroom.
"Did you tell on me?" He asked.
Clementine gulped. "W-What?"
"Did you tell?"
"No..." Clementine replied. Trembling a bit, she pulled her panties and pants up.
Josh shot her a glare. "Don't lie... You know I could-"
"ALEXIS!" Came a shout from Aaron. "Get the kids and get down here! NOW!"
Clementine was surprised.
Moments later she heard Alexis rush out the bedroom, followed by a knocking on the door.
"Clementine, you in there?" Alexis asked.
Josh sighed and opened the door. "What's going on?"
"What the hell were you doing in there?" Alexis inquired.
"Nothing…" Josh said. "She was scared to be alone."
"We have a problem…" Alexis told. "There's a tornado coming right for us…"
Clementine's eyes widened.
"Fuck…" Josh muttered.
They all took shelter in the basement. The children clutching tightly to their guardians.
Molly rubbed Clementine's back as the young girl whimpered fearfully. Deanna was clutching to her father while little Evette was in Alexis' lap, clinging to her older sister.
They sat in silence until the loud roaring of the tornado finally passed them. There was obvious damage done to the farm, Aaron just hope it wouldn't be too bad.
Eventually the group feel asleep.
The wake of the storm was as horrible as the storm itself. Molly was awoken in the early morning, with little Clementine leaned against her. The woman made her way up the basement stairs and immediately saw the damage inflicted by the tornado.
The store had taken off more than half of the house, but that wasn't the worse thing. In the distance, Molly could see walkers, an entire herd of walkers, surrounding the house.
"Fuck…" Molly muttered. She rushed back down the stairs to wake Clementine. "Clem, wake up."
"Molly?" Clementine asked.
"We gotta go…" Molly told her.
"What's wrong?" Clementine asked.
"Geeks. A shitload of Geeks." Molly said.
"We gotta wake the others." Clementine said.
"We don't have time." Molly said.
"We can't just leave them!" Clementine replied stubbornly.
"What's going on?" Aaron asked.
"Look outside." Molly said, motioning towards a window.
"What?" Josh stood and took a look out the window. "Shit…"
"What do we do?" Aaron asked.
"We get the fuck out of here." Molly said. "Wake up the girls and-"
"No way we're getting through this…" Josh said.
"We can… We can get out if we cover ourselves!" Clementine piped up.
They could hear Josh muttering to himself. The boy was having a mental breakdown. He went over to a table and picked up some kind of bottle.
"Josh, what you doing?" Aaron asked.
Molly's eyes widened as she noticed the boy pouring some kind of gas on the ground, on the walls. She knew what he was planning.
"I'm not going out by them." Josh said.
Aaron frowned, trying to calm the boy again. "Son-"
"And I'm not going out alone." With that, Josh dropped a match and the place set ablaze.
Molly had no other choice, but grabbing Clementine and making an escape. She could hear screams from the family as she made a dash up the stairs.
Her heart clenched, as she thought of how that young boy just killed his entire family. If not, those walkers were surely going to finish them off.
Molly had to force her way pass the walkers. When they got outside Molly could see the flames from the basement, the smoke coming from the windows. She couldn't believe what had just happened.
She was practically dragging the crying Clementine with her. She made sure to get as far away from the farm as possible.
The two trekked through the forest in silence. Molly felt horrible for little Clementine, the child had seen some horrible shit in the past few months. Things children she never have to see. She'd been through things children shouldn't have to go through.
Molly only wondered how this was all going to effect Clementine's mental state. Never would she have thought that Josh would be capable of setting his house on fire the way he had. The kid had a mask that even Molly hadn't seen through.
She wondered what kind of damage all this crap did to Clementine's mind.
"Molly," Clementine suddenly sobbed. "I…I was afraid that... that we were going to d-die…"
"I know…" Molly said.
"I don't want to be around people anymore…" Clementine said.
"It's alright, Clementine. No more people…" Molly said. It was nice for a while, but it always ended up hurting in the end.
The two held each other for a few minutes. Then they continued on, with Clementine clutching her guardian's hand tightly.
