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Onto the story

I don't know how it got to this. Just this morning I woke up cuddled up next to Nick, like I do most mornings. Sarah and I helped Reggie in the greenhouse by picking the berries on the plants, then I went to help Bonnie fill magazines. Went to my daily meeting with Carver, and then got sent down here to help Alvin with the barricades. It was a simple job. And we were actually having a nice conversation.

The sound of the bloody bat hitting the ground sent me back into reality. I fearfully looked at Alvin, who now was soaked in the red liquid. His chest was heaving as his lungs struggled to grasp the air around them. He gave me this look. That look sent a chill down my spine. It was as if he were judging me, whether or not I would be a problem now that I had witnessed what he did.

"Clementine," He said in a voice of warning. He walked up to me and kneeled to my height. Blood leaked down his cheeks and I'm pretty sure some went down mine too. he pointed his finger at me, as if he were trying to make a point, "You don't utter a word, about what just happened."

My eyes left his as I looked at the body. Georges corpse now laid down on the cement as a dark red puddle started to surround him. My mind tried to remember why that happened. I don't think I've ever seen anybody killed like that before. The blood, the mess, it's sickening. When Carley was killed, It was just a gunshot, and that's it. Even Larry's death seemed less horrible than this.

"Clementine," Alvin shook me slightly, "Did you hear me?"

"You didn't have to do it!" I looked at the big man, teary eyed, "You didn't have to kill him!"

"He was going to tell Bill about what we planned," He tried to reach into my head, "If I didn't do it, it could have been Nick. Would you have preferred that?" I just looked at him, "I had to think of Rebecca and the baby first."

"You didn't have too," I repeated. I wiped my cheek and saw my own hand covered in Georges blood. Splatters on my clothes and face, Plus a new bruise on my left cheek. I tired to stop it and that resulted in one of them accidently punching me.

"Yes I did Clem," Alvin said, "You'll understand when your older," A sad look crossed his face. "I'm sorry that you had to see that. But you need to be quiet about it. You understand?" I slowly nodded. I didn't wan him to hurt me too, "Good. Now, I'll take care of the remains and you need to go wash up. I want all that muck of your face and if anyone asks why it's in your clothes you tell them it was a walker! If they ask about the bruise you tell them that another walker got you to the ground and you fell face first into the floor."

"Alright," I shook slightly. He let me go and I quickly sped off. I obeyed what he told me to do. I washed my face and winced as I touched the now swollen cheek. I wiped my eyes of unshed tears and took multiple deep breaths to clam down. Alvin just fucking murdered George! What the fuck! I wiped my eyes harder. There is no way this is happening! I need to sit down. I sat on the floor and rubbed my own neck. I closed my eyes and tried to erase the moving images of Georges beating that played in my mind.

"Clementine?" I heard Carlos. I looked up at the Hispanic man. He looked down at me sternly, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," I tried to sound calm. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"what happened to your cheek?" He asked.

I took a breath before trying to regain my usual voice, "The ground needed a hug, and I was the forceful provider."

Carlos sighed and used his finger to point my head up toward him. Without warning, he used his other hand to poke at my wound with his fingers. Out of reflex I moved my head away and slapped the hand that had been the cause of the rush of pain. I growled at him, "Carlos! What the hell!"

He rubbed his temple, "I'm trying to make sure your cheekbone isn't broken!"

I shook my head before he went back to work. He put pressure on it and I almost jerked back, "Be careful!"

"Do you want to get better or not?!"

"A warning might be nice!" I growled more. There were a couple more minutes of pretty bad pain before Carlos finally stopped, "So, do you think I'll live doc?" I tried to be playful.

"You'll be fine," He stood up, "Just make sure you put ice on it."

"Thanks Carlos," I praised him before running off.

The rest of the day went surprisingly normal, other than the occasional fear that would creep into my thoughts. Luckily, I didn't have watch today and would be allowed to sleep. Just the beautiful thought of sleep was amazing! I yawned as I took off my hat and hair ties. I placed them by the, 'bed'. Soon everyone was in the pen. I turned my eyes to the ground, so that I could avoid looking at Alvin. I shook my hair around. It's getting too long.

"Hey," Nick playfully punched my shoulder I smiled, "What're you thinking of?"

"Nick," I stuttered slightly.

"Yeah?" He looked at me.

I took the reached under the bed and grabbed the pair of scissors I kept close, "Can you please cut my hair?"

He chuckled, "You'll kill me afterwards."

I gave him my classic puppy eyes, "Pwease?"

He rolled his eyes and took the scissors, "Well when you say it THAT way!"

I rolled my own eyes. He hesitated before making the first snip. Many cuts later he had finished and I felt it. It all seemed to be even. I picked the shears up once more to cut the occasional bit of hair that was sticking out. After I was done, I shook my hair once more. It's good, "Thank you!"

He let out a exaggerated sound of relief, "Good!" he ran his own hand through my now shorter hair, " Why don't you grow it out?"

"I could never do that," I shook my head.

"Why not?" I didn't mention this to him. I felt a little guilt.

I stared at Lee. He looks so horrible! He's pale and his eyes are yellow! He cant be bitten! He cant just leave! I need him here to protect me! I need him to stay with me! I looked at him the best I could through the my tear filled eyes. He saved me. He looked back at me, "Clem," He said, "Keep that hair short."

I nodded as more tears left, "I will Lee!"

I smiled, it was a light smile, but it was still a smile. I looked at Nick, "Lee told me too. Gotta keep the hair short."

Nick nodded and dropped the subject. worry soon etched his features, "Clem," Nick's voice softened, "What happened?"

"Hmm?" I looked at him. He lightly brushed my cheek with his thumb, "Oh," I realized what he was talking about, "That. I fell."

"You sure?" Nick asked as he touched my cheek again.

I gave him a look, "I think I would know if I fell on the floor." I stole a glimpse of Alvin, who was talking to Rebecca. I turned my attention back at Nick, "If I tell you something will you promise not to tell anyone else?" I used the same words Rebecca said to me.

Nick looked worried again, "Did Carver do something?"

My shoulders slumped. I hesitated before moving closer to him and held onto his arm. "Rebecca's pregnant." I whispered. I almost thought he didn't hear me, but he suddenly jumped up.

"Wait!" He said, "How do you know?"

"She told me."

"Holy shit!"

"Don't worry, she has stuff."

"That's not what I'm worried about. Does Carver know?"

"Yes," I side hugged him, "Don't tell anyone."

He looked like he was thinking about it, "Alright," He rubbed my back. Try to get some sleep. You need it." I smiled at him. I feel bad about telling Rebecca's secret, But everything will be fine. Nick tried to get up but I latched onto his arm. I pulled him back down and he gave a sound of surprise.

"Where are you going?" I asked. I don't feel all to comfortable being alone right now.

He looked at me weird, "I was just gonna go sit by Luke."

"Please don't leave." I practically begged.

"Clementine?" Nick said, "Are you alright?" Once again I stole a small look at Alvin before answering the question.

"Just don't go," I held his arm closer. Nick just shrugged and obeyed my wish. I looked over at Alvin once more. I'm not letting that man get anywhere near me.

An: Now, I know that in canon Alvin kills George while escaping. BUT I thought that in the long run this would be better. Stay awesome and review