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Modern Period of The Walking Dead Game
High School AU
Chapter 44: The Tease
"So~ How's it going Vi!?" Clem nervously smiled with the phone between her ear and shoulder.
"Don't change the subject! What's with you guys flirty text messages-" Louis cut her off. All Clem heard was muffling and rustling noises.
"Vi, give me back the phone!" He whined. Clem giggled. She wished she could see the look on his face. Better him than her.
"Why? So, you can tell her you want a quickie later tonight or something?" She joked. The redness on Clementine's face dried her cheeks. Mentally waving that perverted thought out her mind. She dragged out a sigh as she brushed her hair back.
"No!" The shouted.
"Finally!" Louis screamed victory.
"Sorry about that." He apologized to Clem.
"Its fine."
"I'll text you later." He said. Ending the conversation rather quickly. That's when, Violet called her. She sluggishly melted on the bed. She answered the call.
"Yes, Violet."
"Are you guys... together?"
"Vi?!" Clem heard Louis clear on the phone. She guessed Violet put the phone on speaker.
"So, it's true! Never would had imagine Clem being with someone like you." Violet chuckled. Louis groaned.
"What!? What's wrong with meh!?" The southern accent came out of Louis. Clem smiled as she laid on her back, twirling her finger around her locks.
Entertained by the two bickering and barking at each other. Clem happy that Violet barely sit with a frown on her face. With the help from Louis, she smiled more often. The two were best friends anyway. Glad Louis's charm works on most of their friends. Maybe that's why they kept his weird ass.
"Come on, Lou. You're loud, dramatic, a little annoying...You're basically a distraction." Violet spit out facts. Clem couldn't agree more.
But of course, the boy with the dreads had to defend himself.
"I think you mean charming and theatrical." Clem burst out laughing behind her hand.
"Entertaining is another word that comes to mind. Charismatic." His voice dropped in a more seductive tone. Clem groaned. Secretly wished he was right beside her whispering that in her ear.
"Okay Prince Charming." Clem let out a giggle. She could tell Violet rolling her eyes while Louis smirking.
"See, someone like Clementine is one of a kind. She likes guys like me. The charming type."
"Oh... Its serious? How long has this been going?! Why haven't ya told anyone?" Violet questioned with another.
Clem twisted, laying on her belly to hug her pillow. She couldn't count the time they spend together. Only the moment they confessed at his place after black Friday.
"Well..ugh... Three weeks?"
"Someone's counting?" Louis chuckled. Clem twisted her lip, trying to hold her breath.
"And we just want to keep everyone away a bit to experience it ourselves." Clem answered Violet.
"I get it. This is so cute! Louis I'm so proud of you! Finally dropping your balls!" Violet snickered. Hand slapping echoed the room. Clem rolled her eyes. They're so childish.
"Bye Clem! Ow! My cheek meat!" He ended call again on Violet's phone.
Clem tossed her phone on her night stand. Sighing to herself. Staring at the ceiling while thinking.
Now, AJ and Violet knows. It hasn't been two months and people already finding out.
Her phone chirped in a certain tone that she recognized. She unlocked her phone, a smile crept on her face.
L: Wish you was here bothering me. Text you later, I have to perform.
C: Same. Have fun out there.
L: Of course, Babeπππ πππ π¦ππ
Clementine's eyes widened. Nose flared up as she studied the emojis he sent.
L: That was Violet.
C: Go to work, Dorkπ‘
L: Fine. Fairy π
Clem liked the sound of that. 'Fairy'. She turned over on her stomach. Slammed her face in the pillow.
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After getting the memo about building gingerbread houses, Marlon drove back to his place with Brody. Brody barely said a word to Marlon. Her belly cramping up and dying for a bathroom to release Satan's toxic.
Soon as they got there, Brody rushed up stairs to the bathroom. Taking her sweet time up there while Marlon fix her a bowl of chocolate mousse ice cream.
"Marlon, you home!?" The front door opened. Marlon poked his head outside the kitchen arch that breaks up the kitchen with the living room. He saw his uncle carrying heavy equipment, along with Troy behind him carrying a tool box.
"What sup?" Marlon asked as William passed a metal pole to his nephew.
"Help me out down stairs. The washing machine needed a new part that connects to the water pipe. Troy damaged his arm; therefore he can't lift the machine." He told the boy. The blonde nodded.
"Okay. Um, Troy. Can you tell Brody I left her bowl on the kitchen counter."
"Sure, boy." He winked at Marlon. Marlon sighed, followed his uncle down stairs. The door shut and the sound of metal scratching the floor echoed through the house. Troy went to the side door where the garage is. Placed the tool box on the shelf.
He went back inside the house to find the teenage girl wondering where her other half is at. She gave Troy a small smile.
"Hello, Mr. Troy. Any clue where Marlon went?" She stepped down the stairs. Troy sat down on the couch. He grabbed the remote, turned on the TV.
"He's helping Carver down stairs with the washing machine. But he said to help yourself with bowl on the kitchen counter."
Didn't need to tell her twice, she jogged happily to the kitchen to see a big bowl of ice cream. She took a small spoon, thinking it would savior the taste better. She grabbed her bowl and joined Troy on the couch, watching 'The Office'.
While her eyes focused on the TV screen and lips nibbling on the small spoon, Troy stared at her up and down. The auburn head girl didn't notice him staring at her. Enjoying the comedy and laughing at Michael's idiomatic shenanigans.
"Any plans after college?" He asked her. Brody turned her head to him. She brought her legs up, crossing them Indian style. She shrugged one shoulder.
"I'm in high school now but... um.. I haven't thought too much on after college. I hope I get a job at the architecture field." She said before taking a spoonful of ice cream. The chocolate slipping at the corner of her lips. She ignored it as her attention went back on the TV.
Troy slouched back, arms over the couch. His fingers nearly touching her hair.
"Oh. Don't worry. You'll find a great job out there. All they want is those damn degrees now." He chuckled. Brody shook her head with a grin on her face. She licked the corners of her lips slowly. Tasting the excess chocolate.
"You sure do love sweets." He noted. Brody nodded her head. She's her doctor best healthy patient. Her love for sweets never stops her when she eats diabetes like air, take a chance to gobble a chocolate bar with nuts-knowing damn well she has nut allergies, and gain weight from below. Snacks made her happy.
Troy watched the spoon slip between her pink lips. Groaning silently as her tongue glided all over the small silver spoon.
His eyes travelled downward at her small waist and thick hips and thighs. Wondering how plushy her skin feels underneath those clothes.
Memories of her sweaty body trembled, taking in every powerful thrust like a true inner slut she is made Troy's heart throb. The man had trouble sitting next her. Aching to stroke her slick back hair to mess it up like that day.
The sound of metal scraping the glass bowl, Brody moaned in disappointment. She got up, reaching the kitchen sink to wash the bowl and spoon. As a house guest, she still considered to respect Marlon's uncle by cleaning after herself. Thinking how rude to leave dishes in the sink.
While washing the dishes, a shadow hover over her. Not paying any mind to what's behind her, she gasped when she felt something stroke her ass. A smirk and eye roll, she thought it was Marlon until she felt a pair of unfamiliar lips brush against her nape. She jerked forward, almost losing grip on the glass bowl.
"Is this what sweets do to your fine ass?" The man groped her ass cheek. The skin-tight black leggings didn't leave less to his imagination. He can see the outline of her underwear. Dirty thoughts filled his mind. He wanted to pull down her bottoms and see how plump and smooth her ass is.
Brody's eyes burned, shivering under his harassment. Harshly, she pushed him off her but the man barely budged.
The memories of a bunch Ben flooded her mind. Him holding the camera to her soulless face as she was taking it behind from another friend of him. Why men targeting her?
"Pleas-Please stop. I'll scream..." She threatened in a hush voice. Fearing that Carver and Marlon will explode at them and she won't see her boyfriend anymore. This will end them for sure. She's no longer wanted to be known as a slut.
"Scream then." He bit back. She started tearing up and her voice cracked. Troy smirked. His hands explored up her belly to her ample bosoms.
"You're a good girl, aren't you." Triggered, she stomped on his foot and ran out the room to Marlon's bed room.
Troy hissed as he cradled his foot.
"Hey Troy, we don-Why are you hugging your foot?" William chuckled at his friend crouching on the floor. Troy grinned darkly.
"Banged it on the table." He lied. Marlon appeared, ignoring Troy's gaze on him. He didn't see Brody on the couch with the TV screen playing a commercial. He went up the stairs to his bed room, finding Brody bundling up in his covers.
"Are you playing hide and go seek?" He smiled as he shut his door close. The closer he got to her, he heard sniffling under the trembling cover.
Worried, he quickly went around the bed to see her pink face full of tears. Marlon's face furrowed as he removed the covers to go on with her. Her body clung to his once he settled on the bed. He stroked her back.
"Babe, what happened?" He asked her.
Brody shook her head. Scared he'll rush down stairs fighting that filthy man. Beating the bloody shit out the man for her. Why couldn't Marlon just leave her alone like before? She isn't any good for him anyway? Her body already tainted and every man she encounters could see it. And they desire to taint her some more.
She buried her face in his chest. Kept her mouth shut unless a sob breaks out.
Marlon sighed as he wrapped his arms around her. Wishing to understand her. He hates it when she kept stuff from him. Whatever it is, he knows he is going to get mad.
"Babe, just sleep it off. I'll be here." She nodded. Clenching the back of his sweat shirt tightly. He gave her a peck on the forehead and then lips. Rubbed her back till her sniffling died down.
Rosie burst in the room. Kicking the door close with her back leg. The dog knew some tricks like how to open and close the door.
She pasted around the bed and hopped on it to move on Brody side. She circled around, then laid right behind Brody sleeping form. The dog sighed as she rested her large head on Brody's hip. Marlon smiled, patted Rosie's head.
"Good girl."
Brody cracked open her eyes. Breathing out unevenly.
"Brody, I'm here. It's fine. Rosie here too." His words soothing her a bit. She calmed down, closing her eyes again.
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Sarah got out the shower with damped hair and refreshed skin. She took her time lathering her body with lotion and then blow dried it. After all of that, the girl laid down in bed with a huff.
She turned to the side to grab her book. Flipping through the pages for her place she paused at since she last read it. Before sinking into the book, her cell phone disturbed her.
She picked it up.
"Hello."
"Hey, it's me." She knew immediately who the voice belonged to.
"Um. Is everything alright?" She asked, worried. She heard Mitch sighed on the other line.
"Yeah. I was wonder if you going to... Be there for the ginger cra-thing."
"I am. I'll be working in the morning. Then I get to do whatever I want during the afternoon." She said cheerfully. The girl with glasses hoped she sound convincing enough that she is implying that she wanted to hang out with him afterwards.
"I'll be there... I'm participating in the dumb thing." He sighed.
"Then I'll company you then. I don't want to get messy with chocolate and icing after work." She giggled. She heard him chuckling.
"If you do, I'll lick it off you."
The world stopped. Time just paused itself. Oxygen didn't reach Sarah until she swallowed up the large lump in her through and allow oxygen in to activate her brain. She stared at her cellphone in her unsteady grip.
"L-Lick?" She squeaked. A slap and coughing worried the girl. Speculating what is Mitch doing to make him say...such things to her.
"Shit. Sorry...I'm out of it today."
"Is...Is something wrong?" She asked. Mitch chuckled, an 'okay' sign. A slight of doubt and relief sensation ran through the girl internality.
"I'm getting high to relieve this headache." He had nothing to hide. Sarah groaned.
"I know you hate it when I tell you these things. But I really needed it. Those tests were annoying." He complained. Sarah hummed as she laid her head on the soft pillow.
"Just... Be careful, please. Are you home, safe?" She whispered.
"You always say that. And yes. Safely home in bed. How about you?"
Sarah smiled. Thinking that he actually cares about her.
"Yeah. I'm home."
"Good. Would you like to sit next to me when your shift is done?" Next to him?! Sarah wanted to squeal. But she held that in.
"Sure! I need a closer view on what not to do when constructing a bread house." She said with a smirk on her face. Mitch scoffed. That's when the two started laughing. Sarah really miss them bonding. It has been a while since they talked and laugh. She really hoped when she graduates, things change.
"Heyyyyy~"
"I'm joking, Silly Mitchy."
"No. No. Noooo~. Do not call me that."
"Why Mitchy?" She giggled, curling up in bed. Mitch laughed. She hasn't called him that since they were in middle school.
"You're funny. But I'm serious...Don't call me that when I see you."
"No promises." She teased without knowing. Mitch had a hard time on his end.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow." He yawned.
"Yeah. Good night."
"Night, Sarah." They hung up. She dropped her phone beside her, smiling hard. She gets to spend more time with him tomorrow. And he called her just for that. Just to know if she'll be there. She felt so special.
She couldn't wait to see how he does. So, they can laugh about it later.
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Saturday.
"Clementine! Make sure to eat out tonight." Carly appeared in the room with a formal attire. Her short brown hair neatly straightened above her shoulders. She looked at herself in the wall mirror. Applying lip stick to her lips.
Clem was eating a sandwich with AJ at the kitchen.
Clem arched her brow.
"What's today occasion?" She asked Carley.
"I have work then dinner with the coworkers. Lee busy helping his father run a few errands." She said while plugging in earrings through her ear lopes.
"You look very beautiful, Aunt Carley." AJ complimented her. Carley came up to him, ignoring the crumbs around his lips and gave him a kiss on the forehead.
"Thanks cutie. Any plans today Clem?" She went over to the counter to pour a cup of coffee.
"We and other friends from school going to a cafe to build ginger bread houses."
Carley's eyes widened. Loving the idea of the kids bonding with each other in adorable activities. She smiled behind her mug.
"That's so cute. Make sure to take pictures when you finish. And bring it home, so Lee can see it." Carley exclaimed. She washed the mug quickly before she skipped towards Clementine to kiss her cheek. Clem smiled.
"Will do."
"See ya later." She waved at them as she grabbed her purse. The two waved back.
After finishing their sandwich and cleaning up, AJ pulled out his cell phone, gulping down the lump in his throat.
"I can't believe you didn't ask her last night." She scooted her seat, while shaking her head.
"I was nervous! I tried but... it wasn't easy to get her number you know!" He pouted his cheeks. It took him literally last night to get her number from Tennessee. It was easy, but nerve wrecked AJ made it a huge deal.
"You call, and I ask her." AJ nodded. He scrolled through his contact and found Becca's number. He clicked on it and the phone immediately picked up.
"Hello. AJ?"
AJ sunk in the chair. Hearing her voice melted his bones. He pushed the phone to Clem.
"Hello, Becca. This is AJ's cousin, Clem."
"Um... Hi."
"I wanted to ask you if you like to join us at a cafΓ© to build a ginger bread house. It starts in a few hours."
"I'll be glad to! Is AJ going to be there!?" AJ hid his bashful face. Clem giggled, savoring this memory.
"Of course! I can pick you up if you like."
"I'll ask my mother first." Clem gave her the okay and waited for her answer. When Becca came back saying she can go, she texted her address to AJ's phone.
After that, AJ started to breathe properly. Clem rolled her eyes. A fox grin placed on her face. She rested her chin on her palm.
"Since when my cousin crushing over the principal's daughter?" She leaned to AJ. The boy pushed her away from him. Feeling blood rushing to his cheeks. Can't see the blush due to his dark complexion but Clem could tell he was embarrassed.
"Shut up."
"I'm curious though."
AJ got up and left the kitchen. Clem followed behind him. He stopped at the front door, turned to Clem with a smirk on his face.
"Tell me when you and Louis became a thing then." He said. Clem scowled, pushing pass him.
In the car, AJ sat very close to Clem, grinning. Her cheeks to the very tips of her ears burnt red.
"AJ, drop it."
"Why? Aren't I the only one who knows-Do Lee know too?" AJ asked. Clem made a right turn on the road. She turned on the heater.
"Violet knows now." She grumbled.
"Do she know how whipped you two are?" AJ shut his eyes doing kissy faces along with lip smacking. Clem scrunched her nose. Scowling her lips, wrinkling her face. She glanced at AJ's amused face.
She is not whipped. Her and Louis aren't whipped, she thought. Sure, they like each other. His company always blow away the dark clouds and brighten her day with sun. And taking things slow in their pace gives them time to appreciate each other's time, mind, and energy. So great she doesn't have any desire to please him with her body. She thought physical relations help maintain a relationship but the only physical attraction she yearns is being in his strong arms. His talented fingers gliding over her cheeks when he pulls her for a light kiss-
"Shut up, AJ." He's evil just like his mother.
