I wont lie, this is not the best Chapter ever... I'm like really tired, and in pain, and lazy, as well as hungry at the moment... my apologies... BUT hey, NEW CHAPTER!

Three months later (Now a total of twelve. Clementine is eleven (I know my math is off, I did something wrong earlier.)

I woke up to the sound of crying. I got up and slowly walked forward. I soon discovered the source of the noise, "Rebecca?" I asked when I found the woman, "Whats wrong."

"The curly haired girl wiped her eyes and did everything in her power to stop, "Clem? Did I wake you up?"

"What's wrong?" I asked again, ignoring her question. I've never seen Rebecca cry, not even after her and Alvin's arguments.

Rebecca let out a sigh, "If I tell you something, will you promise not to tell anyone else?

I quickly nodded and stuck my pinkie out, "I pinkie swear," I chuckled. Sarah say that a pinkie swear is forever. Rebecca slightly smiled, understanding where i got that from, before she raised her own finger and wrapped it around mine. Her face quickly fell however./p

;""Clementine," She looked at me as if she were seeking forgiveness, "I'm pregnant," The words came out as a sob. I was confused. As far as I know Alvin and Rebecca were trying for a kid. Why was she sad about it now?

""You're pregnant?" I questioned,"Like with a baby?" Rebecca rolled her eyes at the stupid question. I didnt give her time to answer, "How long?"

She bit her lower lip, "I think it's been three months," My eyes widened and Rebecca started crying again, "I wont be able to hide it for much longer!"

Why is she so upset? She and Alvin were excited about the idea of having kids. Is it the stress? Is it the baby she's worried about? What could possibly be wrong? I awkwardly rubbed her back and tried to calm her down. Did Alvin know? Does anybody else know? I breathed in and out as I wrapped my arms around the woman. She squeezed onto me for dear life. I squeezed her back, just as effectively.

"Why are you hiding it?" I asked. It doesn't make sense. She untangled herself from my smaller arm and wiped her eyes. She looked at the sleeping form of Alvin and her face etched the image of regret.

"It's not his," She placed her hands around her abdomen. My lips parted slightly at this new information. My head listed throughout the names of the other men who could be the father.

"Bill?" I asked. Rebecca looked to the ground and gave a single nod.

Ever since Carry died, Rebecca had been checking up on Carver regularly. They had grown close and whenever she heard someone say anything bad about him she would rush to his defense. After Carver kicked Luke out of the group, Rebecca replaced him. She started doing the announcements. it's been going on and on and on with Alvin and Rebecca's fights. They do nothing but argue all of the time.

"How could I be so selfish, so stupid?" She asked the ground.

"You have stuff, right?" I asked, "Dont pregnant woman need stuff, like, vitamins and... I dunno, just, stuff?"

Rebecca nodded, "I have that stuff,"

"So," I started, "WHo else knows, I mean, Reggie obviously knows if you have stuff. Does Bill or Alvin, or anybody else know?"

"Bonnie figured it out," SHe said shamefully, "I'm pretty sure Luke and Pete are catching on."

"You need to tell your husband," I informed her, "It's best if he hears it from you."

"But what if it's not his?!"

"It doesn't matter, Bill isnt the dad even if it is his."

Rebecca wiped her eyes, "You should get some sleep honey, Bill is going to have alot of work in the morning.

I flet myself be shook awake, I tried to use my hand to shoo the person away, but the wouldnt budge. I sat up and wiped my eyes, and discovered that I had slept through the night and it was now early morning. I opened my eyes and saw that Nick was the one who woke me up. I mumbled, "What do you want?"

"That's a great way to start you're morning," Nick sat on the edge of my bed. If you could call it a bed that is, "Wake up, Bill wants to have a word!"

"I dont care about what that jackass wants!" I said before i could stop myself. I wont lie, I hate Carver. Carver has become a dictator. Everything has gone wrong since Carry. He started making us work harder, and anyone who failed in their task payed. I dont know how, but I dont want to find out! I'm pretty sure that he's been blackmailing a majority of us, me included.

I expected Nick to scold me for what i just said, but instead he just nudged me and said, "Swear."

I chuckled, "Whatever!" I gave him a side hug, which he returned. Nick has become very close to me. I dont know what I would do without him, to be honest. After that night when I let him cry all over me, I told him everything. He knows about Everyone, how they died, what I thought about it. I told him about how I watched Lilly shoot Carley in the face and we were forced to leave her corpse behind.

"Remember what I told you about when Bill makes his little speeches?" He looked at me sternly. I rolled my eyes. Nick has begun to treat me differently. So differently that some of the new people think that I'm his daughter. He and I always have an awkward silence after someone calls me that.

"Stay behind you," I said with a sigh. Nick has been worrying about Bill. Not the friendly kind of worrying either. The kind of worry you have when you watch a bomb start to count down to zero. Nick warns me to stay away as far as possible from him and has even expressed that he feels as though Carver is about to attack someone at any minute.

Everyone gathered to the front to hear what Carver had to say, "Now, I know some of you dont like me," He said as he looked at Luke. Carver and Luke have been on bad terms. Carver has resented Luke since he killed a reanimated Carry. They have a difference of opinion when it comes to how we should run things. Their arguments have gotten so bad, that Luke was kicked out of Carvers group and replaced by Rebecca.

"And I dont think you appreciate all the hard work I put into this place, just to make sure your bellies are full at night," He continued, "But what I do know is that one of you owe me a favor," I gulped he meant me. Still using my personal belongings against me, he uses me to get all of his shit done. He pulled out a gun and I just about jumped out of my skin, "Clementine!" HE called for me, "Get up here!"

Once I found the ability to walk i placed a foot in front of me. Trying to put on a brave face, I took the gun he offered me. I dont understand what's going on. I looked over at Nick, who looked just as bad as me. I breathed in and out before looking in the eyes of the evil man, "What is it you want?"

"You have been hassling me to get you a gun for awhile now," He said, "This gun can be yours, if you do what I say with it. Whatever I want you to do with it you do. You understand?"

I nodded, "Why the sudden change of heart?"

"The next generation has to be stronger than the last," He said simply. I shot him a glance.

"What do you mean?" He already knew that I could shoot a gun.

"It has recently been brought to my attention," He looked over at Sarah, "That some of our others younger people, are having trouble, coping to the harsh reality in front of them. I asked you long ago to set an example to them and the others, and you refused the hospitality I offered. Now I'm just making sure you're treated like you want to be treated. Like a grown up. I will expect more out of you than i expect From Sarah and Becca. You best get use to it."

"Okay," I nodded.

He smiled, "Good! as for your first task, I want you to keep watch around the yard perimeter tonight."

"Alright," I dont see a problem. Carver left after that.