Prologue:
It was a near dawn, with the sun about to go up. But unfortunately, the plans of sleeping in were interrupted by a need use the bathroom. A boy sleeping on the ground was having difficulty to open his eyes due to a horrible hangover. God, I need to pee. He thought as he forced himself to open his eyes. Where the hell am I? He tries to sit up but then he notices that weight on his chest and stomach. Looking down, he noticed that it was the weight of two heads, one laying on his chest, the other one on his stomach. What the fuck?
The two heads belong to two people close to him. The one using his belly as a pillow was his friend James, who had his head laying on his stomach. The other was his "not official." girlfriend, Clementine. Sleeping peacefully on his chest. Did everyone got mega drunk last night? He though in curiosity as he slowly got up from the ground carefully in order to not awake the two. Standing up proved to be more difficult than it should due to the hangover. Looking around he realized that he was in a room. A particularly large room, with some interesting decorations. But there's something that he can't understand. Why were we sleeping on the ground instead of the... Oh... Moving his head to look at the room's bed, he instantly understood the reason. There were two people sleeping on the bed, completely naked with no even a blanket covering them. The two people were his other two friends, Violet and Minerva. Were they fucking while we were on the room? Or did we actually entered after they were out? He asked himself in wonder as he stared at the two naked girls. Whatever, I need to use the bathroom.
He then makes his way to the room's bathroom to take a piss. The bathroom was a mess, and he wondered who made it. He lifts the toilet seat and piss inside. Then he approached the shower and took off his clothes to have a cold shower for the hangover. I gotta find my shirt,jacket and boots. He thought as he noticed that he was only wearing his light blue jeans and red boxers. He quickly entered the shower and had a quick wash with cold water. AAAHHHHHH! Shit! It was his reaction as the water made contact with his head and skin. After a very quick cold shower, he dried himself with towel and put his clothes back on. Then he approached the sink to check himself on the mirror.
Bentley Jones, you're not looking so good right now. He said to himself. Bentley was a very handsome guy, with medium length light blond curls, light skin and really lovely almond shaped gray-green eyes. He had a swimmer body which was pretty ironic since he's a terrible swimmer.
After finishing checking himself, he leaves the bathroom and stares at Violet and Minerva again. Should I cover them with a blanket? He asked himself. Before deciding to do it. There was a blanket on the floor besides the bed and he decides to grab it. Walking on his tip toes until he gets close enough to grab it. After picking it up, he covers his two naked friends before taking a final look himself. But the moment that the blanket covered the two girls, one of them opened her eyes.
Violet stared at Bentley for a second before looking down and revealing that she was naked, she covered herself with the blanket and seemed to be about to yell at him. But Bentley signaled her to be quiet as he pointed at the sleeping Minerva, before also pointing at James and Clementine. The moment she looked at them though, she looked really frustrated and slapped her forehead.
"Before or after?" Bentley whispered as he pointed at himself and his friends that were still on the floor.
"After." She also whispered in frustration.
"Then that's on you two." He told her.
She gave him middle finger as a response.
"Do you know where my clothes are?" He asked her.
"I only saw Sophie wearing your jacket, now fuck off." She told him before wrapping her arms around Minerva and going back to sleep.
Why does Sophie has my jacket? He thought in confusion as he made his way to exit the room quietly.
This house that him and his friends were in, was a really expensive looking house that belonged to his friend, Louis, belonged to his stupid rich parents to be more precise. They all decided to spend their spring break there, enjoying every second of it.
Bentley walked around the corridor looking at his surroundings. Jesus Christ, how rich are your parents, Louis? He thought as there were several expensive stuff around him, like paintings, vases and more. The blond haired boy kept on walking, making his way towards some stairs that led to the first floor. As he descended the stairs however, he could hear some noises coming from downstairs. Once he was on the end of it,he saw where it was coming from.
"Shoot the fucker!" Someone yelled.
"No! Take cover!" Another one yelled.
Bentley followed the loud noises into large living room with a huge TV in front of a nice looking couch where three of his friends were playing a video game. The friends were Mitch, Willy and Tennessee.
"Hey." Bentley greeted them.
"Fuck off, BJ." Mitch told him.
"Yeah, don't interrupt." Willy added while they were focused on the game.
"Good morning." Tenn was the only one that looked at him. "Is Minnie still as sleep?"
"Yes, she and Violet are still sleeping." He informed him. "Why exactly happened last night?" He asked.
"Hah! You seriously don't fucking remember?" Mitch asked out loud.
"Nope."
"You and Marlon bet on who could finish an entire bottle of champagne quicker." Tenn informed him. "You won."
Oh, that explains the horrible hangover. He thought. "Where's Marlon?"
Tenn then pointed towards behind the couch. Which Bentley moved his head to look at the direction. Only to see Marlon sleeping on the floor with only a pillow under his head. Bentley chuckled at the sight. "So, no one decided to help him?"
"When the two of you finished, Clementine and James took you upstairs to lay you down." Tenn explained. "None of us wanted to drag him upstairs, so Louis grabbed a pillow and put under his head."
Wow, a great friend that you are Louis. He thought humorlessly. "Have you seem my clothes?"
"I think your shirt is on the kitchen, but I don't know where you shoes and jacket are." Tenn told him.
"If you're going there, can you bring me soda?" Willy spoke without even looking at him.
"Get your own soda, Mr. Chronic Masturbation." Bentley replied, making Mitch and Tennessee chuckle a bit.
"It's a medical condition!" He quickly yelled at Bentley as he left the room.
The blond haired boy decided to make his way to the kitchen. As he approached however, he could sense some really good smell. Once he was inside, he had the sight of his other friend cooking. "Hmmm... What's cooking?"
His friend Omar was on the oven with something on the frying pan. "Pancakes, don't get used to it." He spoke bluntly.
Bentley chuckled at that. "If you don't want us to get used to it, maybe you should stop cooking for us." The kitchen was very fancy, with a lot of space on it, alongside the top notch oven,fridge, etc. Looking around for a bit, he notices his shirt on the ground next to the fridge. How did it got there? Bentley thought in confusion as he approched to grab it. He puts the black T-shirt on and half-tucked inside his jeans.
"If you're looking for your boots, I think Louis got them." Omar informed him as he puts the pancakes inside the frying pan.
Bentley looked at him with a very confused look. Is this, steal Bentley's clothes day? It was his thought of the situation as he can't understand why does two of his closest friends had his clothes. "And... Where's Louis?"
"I don't know, probably annoying Clementine or something." If he didn't know that Clementine was sleeping peacefully in one of the rooms with James,Violet and Minnie. He'll probably be inclined to believe that.
I guess I'll have to search for him. Bentley thought before leaving the kitchen to search. He walked pass the living room once again, and made his to a glass door that lead to the yard. There was a nice pool outside, where he saw another one of his friends swimming on it. "Hey Brody." He greeted her as he approached the water. "How's the water?" She was swimming in her orange underwear, and her clothes were on top of a little table besides a grill.
"Nice, wanna come in?" Brody spoke as she swims to the other side of it.
"Nah, I had enough cold water already." He commented as he places his foot in order to confirm that the water was cold. "Do you know where Louis and Sophie are?"
Brody than pointed at a direction, which Bentley moved his head to check. Only to caught the sight of Sophie sitting on the roof at the other side of the house, wearing his jacket. "I don't know where Louis is."
"It's alright," Bentley looked at her for a bit. "Nice underwear by the way."
"Oh, don't let Clementine hear you say that." Brody replied in a joking tone.
"She'll probably think the same." He also joked back. Well, semi-joked because Clementine would have probably thought the same.
Bentley then turned around and went back inside, making his way to the stairs that he descended from before. Passing through the living room and sparing a look towards Marlon, who was still passed out on the floor. I got to stop taking his challenges.
"No! Don't waste all the ammo!" Mitch yell
"But there's nothing else to do." Tennessee replied.
"Hey, dibs on the next round!" Bentley yelled as he wanted to play too.
Mitch gave him a middle finger while Tennessee gave him a thumbs.
The blond boy then proceeded to climb up the stairs once again in order to either find Louis or reach Sophie. Arriving at the floor above, Bentley was still impressed by the house, the corridor that he was walking on it had a really nice and expensive looking carpet and the walls were filled with expensive paintings. Passing through a few doors, Bentley came across the sound of music, that was coming from the end of the corridor. So he decided to follow because there was only four musicians in the house at the moment, and he was one of them, while the other two were sleeping naked in one of the rooms. Leaving the last candidate.
Reaching the door, Bentley recognized the music that was being played. Opening the door slowly, the blond boy noticed that the room was an office that probably belonged to Louis's father. Inside the room there was a very nice looking desk at the middle, with a really nice and comfy looking chair. Behind it, there was a shelve filled with really nice looking sculptures. At the left side, there was a bookshelf, filled with classical literature. There was an empty space in front of the desk, but at the other side of the wall right in front of the door, there was a couch.
"And the sleeping beauty has finally been awaken," Sitting behind the desk, was the person who the house technically belonged to, his good friend, Louis. Who was playing a nice looking keyboard that was on top of the desk. "Did you got a kiss from the Princess Charming?" He joked with a smile.
"Don't ever call Clementine that." He warned him before he moved to sit on the couch. Which was very comfortable. "She might repeat the "Oh my darling Clementine" incident."
Louis could only get shivers as he was the last person that wanted that to occur again. Then he reached below the desk and grabbed something. "Catch." He tossed something at him.
"Thanks." He grabbed and saw that it was his boots. They were nice looking brown hiking boots. "Why were you with them?" He asked as he put them back on.
"Willy wanted to fill them up with syrup." Louis explained before he started to play.
Of course he did. Bentley thought in annoyance as he tied his boots on. Much better. Finishing putting his shoes on, Bentley laid back on the couch in order to appreciate Louis musical skills.
It didn't too long for him to recognize the song. "You're playing that one on purpose aren't you?"
Louis smiled. "Maybe." And kept playing.
Before he knew it, both stated to duet.
Stop na na na, you'd better save it!
Stop, stop, stop, you'd better save it!
Bentley stood up from the couch and started to dance, with Louis moving his head left and right in conjunction.
When we played tag in grade school
You wanted to be It.
But chasing boys was just a fad
You crossed your heart you'd quit.
He did a spin and started to clap in conjunction with the keyboard.
When we grew up you traded
Your promise for my ring
Now just like back to grade school
You're doing the same old thing!
He stomp on the floor a few times.
Stop, the love you save may be your own!
Darling, take it slow
Or some day you'll be all alone.
You'd better stop, the love you save may be your own!
Darling, look both ways before you cross me
You're headed for the danger zone.
Both friends singed in perfect conjunction.
I'm the one who loves you!
I'm the one you need!
Those other guys will put you down
As soon as they succeed!
They'll ruin your reputation!
They'll label you a flirt!
The way they talk about you
They'll turn your name to dirt, oh!
Suddenly, Bentley noticed the other person who he was looking for. As he saw Sophie standing on the door with a smirk on her face. She was wearing dark blue jeans, a red and black flannel shirt and nice looking bluw sneakers. But what stood out the most, was Bentley's light blue denim jacket that perfectly matched his jeans.
Isaac said he kissed you
Beneath the apple tree
Bentley's response, was dragging her by the arm and force her to dance with him.
When Benji held your hand he felt
Electricity
"What the fuck?" Sophie spoke as he dragged her inside. "BJ no!" She tried to deny it, but it was useless.
When Alexander called you
He said he rang your chimes.
Christopher discovered
You're way ahead of your times!
Bentley grabbed her hands and forced her to dance with him.
Stop, the love you save may be your own!
Darling, take it slow
She tried to not to fall for it. But she failed, and the red haired girl and the blond boy started to dance together.
"That we go." Louis said happily before they continued.
Or some day you'll be all alone.
You'd better stop, the love you save may be your own!
Darling, look both ways before you cross me
You're headed for a danger zone.
Without any type of warning, Sophie started to sing too, making the song even better.
Slow down.
Slow down.
Slow down.
Slow down.
S is for "Save it"
T is for "Take it slow"
O is for "Oh, no!"
P is for "Please, please, don't go!"
The love you save may be your own
Some day you may be all alone
Stop it!
Save it, girl!
Baby, ooh!
You better stop, the love you save may be your own
Please, please
Or some day, some day baby,
You'll be a-
Sadly, they're fun was cut short by the keyboard stopping.
"Hey, why did you stop?" Bentley complained because it was the best part.
"Umm..." Louis pointed at the door with a worried expression.
Bentley moved his head to check, only to see Minnie at the door, fully dressed. With a apprehensive look. That he was completely clueless about the reason for. "Morning, did you fell off the bed?" He refers to Minnie.
"Shut up BJ." Minnie replied before approaching them. "You should be bed, you collapsed yesterday." Then she started to chastise her twin sister.
"Yesterday is not today." Sophie replied while folding her arms.
Sophie was feeling really sick this last few days, yesterday she had a big fever and collapsed, but she seems fine now.
"Why are you wearing his jacket?" Minnie asked her.
"Yeah, I wanna know too." Bentley added.
Sophie rolled her eyes and took off his jacket and tossed at Bentley angrily before storming off the room.
"Hey!" Minnie yelled as Sophie walked out of the room. "Don't ignore me!" The red head girl followed her twin sister out of the room. Leaving Bentley and Louis by themselves.
"Jesus..." Bentley commented before putting on his jacket. "This are the times where I'm glad that I'm a only child."
"No argument there ." Louis added as well. Then he started to play the song again.
Or some day, some day baby,
You'll be all alone
Bentley smiled and joined in.
I'm the one who loves you!
I'm the one you need!
Those other guys will put you down
As soon as they succeed. (Ah!)
He moved an sat on top of the desk.
Stop, the love you save may be your own, baby
You'd better stop it, stop it, stop it girl!
Or someday you'll be all alone.
The way they talk about you
They'll turn your name, turn your name to dirt.
Stop, he love you save may be your own!
Don't you know don't you know.
Some day baby you'll be all alone. (Wait a while)
Those other guys will put you down
As soon as they succeed.
Stop, the love you save may be your own!
Both friends finished the song together, before they gave each other s fist bump.
"Come on, Omar made pancakes." Bentley informed Louis before signalling him to follow him.
"We gotta hurry then," Louis quickly stood up. "Mitch and Willy are gonna devour it before we arrive."
"Or I'll devour it before you arrive." Bentley declared before running out of the room.
"Or no you don't!" Louis quickly ran after him.
The blond boy then quickly ran through the corridor until he arrived at the stairs again, only to, instead of descending it like any normal person would, jump down from and rolling on the ground once he hit the floor.
"Woah!" Willy spoke as he saw what he did. "Nine points!" He gave him a score.
"Oh come on!" Bentley was visibly annoyed. "That was a solid ten."
"It would have been, if you did a flip on your way down." Willy explained.
"He almost feel on his head last time he tried." Tenn decided to point out.
"Exactly," Bentley agreed with Tenn as he approached the couch. "Give me that." He grabbed the controller.
"Hey, it's my turn!" Willy complained.
"He did called dibs on the next round." Tenn pointed out a second time.
"Whatever, just push start already." Mitch spoke in annoyance.
"Wait, the pancakes aren't ready?" Louis asked as he descended down the stairs, normally.
"Apparently not." Bentley replied before he pressed start on the controller and started to play a shooting game with Mitch. "Could you check if Marlon still alive?" He asked Louis, because their friend was out cold.
"He was snoring louder than the TV just now." Mitch pointed out as he played the game.
Both the blond boy and the tall boy played the game feverishly for several minutes, both were very close to victory. Until Bentley got distracted by someone hugging him from behind, tightly. Making him lose in score to Mitch.
"Oh yeah!" Mitch yelled in victory. "That's why I'm the champ bitch."
Bentley gave him a middle finger in response, before turning to check who hugged him from behind. Not that it wasn't obvious. "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
"More or less." The one who hugged him from behind, was his unofficial girlfriend, Clementine Everett. Wearing a white T-shirt, gray jeans,black sneakers, flannel shirt tied on her hips and her signature baseball cap on her head. "Hand it over." She grabbed the controller from his hand and jumped into the other side of the couch to sit next to him.
"Where's James and Violet?" He knows that Minnie is annoying Sophie.
"Violet is taking a shower and James is helping Omar at the kitchen." Clementine then pressed start to play with Mitch.
"Do any of you know where Aasim and Ruby are?" Louis asked as he stood next to the couch.
"They are probably..." Bentley was going to say "fucking" but he saw Tennessee there. "Flipping somewhere."
"Two doors on the left of the the room where we were." Clementine revealed to them. Everyone looked at her with puzzled faces. "Aasim is screamer." She told them.
That caused all them to burst into laughter.
"Hummm..." Suddenly, they heard someone grunting. Turning his head around, Bentley saw that Marlon was walking up from his drunken sleep.
"Rise and shine sleeping beauty." Louis joked as he watched Marlon stand up.
"I thought I was sleeping beauty." Bentley decided to interject on the joke.
"Yeah, Bentley qualifies more than Marlon." Clementine added. "More on the sleeping part than the beauty though."
"Oh my poor heart, so my beauty is not enough to win your heart, my dearest Princess Charming." Bentley teased her as he puts his hand on his chest.
"Unless you want a kick on the balls, don't ever call me Princess Charming again." Clementine was definitely not joking.
"You're wish is my command, Princess." She gave him a weak punch in the arm after he said that.
Marlon struggled to stand up, probably because he was having the same hangover that Bentley had when he woke up. "Oh... My head..." He spoke in a very weak voice.
"Nobody told you to fill your ass up with champagne, now suck it up." Violet, who was descending the stairs with her hair wet, harshly told Marlon. "Dibs on the next round."
"Oh come on!" Willy whined.
Violet approached the couch. "Did any of you saw Minnie?" She asked as she found a spot to sit down.
"She's chastising Sophie over something." Bentley answered as he leaned on the couch.
"What you mean something?" Tenn asked. "Is she feeling better?"
"Oh, Sophie and Bentley were giving quite the performance upstairs." Louis revealed to them, before he helped Marlon move.
"You actually got Sophie to sing?" Tenn asked Bentley.
"And to dance." Louis added.
"Holy shit." Clementine said in pure disbelief.
"My persuasive powers mixed with Louis musical talents were just powerful for her to resist." Bentley told them with a joking smile.
"Damn straight." Louis added with the same joking smile while giving a thumbs up.
"Hey." Out of nowhere, they heard someone calling everyone's attention. It was James. "The breakfast is ready."
Suddenly, Willy quickly jump off the couch to go grab some pancakes. Tenn followed behind him. Louis helped Marlon towards the kitchen and Violet went soon after.
Leaving Bentley, Clementine and Mitch at the couch. Until Mitch lost the game. "Fuck!" Tossing the controller on the table afterwords. "This game is shit!" He complained before following everyone to the kitchen.
Both Bentley and Clementine looked at one another in amusement.
"Shall we follow them?" Bentley asked her.
"Not yet." Clementine then put the controller down and gently pushed him down the couch , before she got on top of him.
"Hey..." Bentley said with a smile on his face as he grabbed her hips.
Clem smiled back before she approached her face and pressed her lips into his. Bentley hugged her and quickly returned her kiss. The two made out on top of the couch for four minutes and they would have probably had sex right there if it wasn't for the fact that the house was completely full. Sadly, Clementine eventually pulled back.
The blond boy smiled as he looked at her. Only to caught the sight of something strange. The nice looking ceiling seemed different, it changed into a different color and seemed to be smaller. "Bentley," Clementine called his attention. "It's time to wake up." She told him.
"What?"
Opening his eyes in a drastic speed. Bentley Jones woke up from his peaceful sleep.
Shit... Why did I had to dream that? It wasn't really a dream, it was more a flashback of the happy times he had with his friends and girlfriend not long ago.
But.
The blond boy sat up on the bed that he was on top of it. Looking around his surroundings. He was inside of a room, that he assumes it belonged to some guy with long hair due to the photos there. The room was pretty empty but it was filled with posters on the walls of metal bands, there was a broken TV inside next to a cracked mirror and there were no clothes inside the closet. Which indicates that the owner moved out of the house or kicked out.
Bentley rubbed his eyes before forcing himself to stand up. Then he turned to stare at the cracked mirror. Bentley Jones... Looking good. He lied to himself. He was tired, hungry and hasn't washed himself in nearly two weeks, this was probably the first full night of sleep he had in a month.
His clothes made him look like a hobo as well. He was wearing dark blue cargo pants that looked dirty and barely fitted him with knee guards tucked inside his dirty and damaged looking black hiking boots, a black T-shirt and a white headband.
Taking a deep breath, he moved to check the window, slowly moving the curtains to get sight of the outside. Only to caught a very unfortunate sight. Shit... The entire street is filled with them. Bentley thought as he moved away from the window. I can't stay here anymore, I don't have any more food and the water is out. He thought in deep frustration. Okay , okay, I have to maintain my calm and figure out a plan. He told himself before he moved to the side where his backpack was. It was a orange hiking backpack with plenty of space on them.
He checked what he had inside the backpack. A grappling hook, flashlight, a first aid kit, a pair binoculars, a multitool, a empty water canteen, a compass, a lighter, a walkie-talkie, duct tape, a fire starter, a blade sharpener and a bunch of empty handgun magazines. Fuck, I was hoping for some can of food or something. He thought in frustration before placing his backpack on top of the bed.
Then he moved his head to check the drawer next to the bed. Where his weapons were. On top of it, there was a handgun, a Ruger P89 with a threaded barrel to be more precise. A combat knife that he stole from the corpse of a soldier. A thigh bag filled with pipe bombs and smoke bombs that he made himself. A hatched and a machete, which are tools as well. Besides the drawer, there was a Remington 870 leaning on the wall.
Maybe I can use a pipe bomb cause a distraction and run for it. But it's too damn crowded, I might not get much far. He thought as he stood up to look out the window a second time. Searching the street for a opportunity. Seeing a few cars on the outside, Bentley was wondering if he could maybe get one of them to work. But it's a long shot and it might backfire.
While he was planning however, he started to hear loud gunshots coming from outside. What the?! Bentley crouched as the shots were coming from the exact street that he was looking at. To his surprise, he sees someone firing a gun at the things. What the fuck is this moron doing?! It was his instant option as he sees a fat guy with glasses wearing a black hoodie, blue jeans, blue sneakers. Firing a M14 rifle at the things while screaming something at them that Bentley couldn't hear. Wait? That's my chance!
Bentley quickly turned around and went to gather his belongings. Putting on the rest of his outfit which was on the floor besides the bed, a bullet proof vest, black hard knuckle tactical gloves and a brown Low Rider Duster. And the last piece, was a black gas mask that completely covered his face and helmet that protected his head. Before grabbing his backpack and put his weapons in place, placing the machete at right side of the backpack for easy reach and placing the hatchet at the lower side of the backpack. Placing the thigh bag on his left leg, his handgun on the holster on the right side of his belt and the knife on a ankle holster on his left ankle. And he placed the shotgun on his shoulder using a improvised strap that he made.
Then he ran towards the door and waited a bit. Hearing few more gunshots to confirm that his distraction is still alive. Before Bentley head out, he lifted the glove on his left hand to check the reason for his misery.
A fully healed bite mark. I stayed behind because of this shit! Bentley thought in anger. But I'll find you, or die trying, and I'll do whatever it takes to find you again. Taking a very deep breath.
The blond boy opened the door and ran.
I'll find you again, Clementine.
Thanks everyone for reading this first chapter. I had that story planned for a while now, but only now I got the nerve to actually write it.
Some clarifications:
This a custom version of the story that will take elements from the TV Show, Games, Comic, Novels, ETC. So some events will be heavily altered and somethings may happen in completely different ways.
All the characters that appeared in this chapter are from the Telltale The Walking Dead Game Season 4. Which Clementine is the protagonist.
If anyone is wondering why are they grown up already. In both the Comic and the Game, the outbreak happened around the early 2000s, while in the show it happen around the 2010s. This story takes place during the timeline of the show which is the reason.