LALRIGHT! first of all, I'm sorry this update is a couple days late. I got Dragon Age Inquisition, and you must understand that for the life of me I couldn't pry myself away from that pile of beautiful gaming. BUT then I decided not to play until I have this chapter out :) you best be happy I love you guys (Not weird at all)

Speaking of love, over 300 reviews?! Really?! I love you guys! Thank you so much! Let's go ahead and spoil me and get to 400! Yeah... I don't expect to get to 400 so it's fine XD

REVIEW TIME! (Short because most of the comments were either, "Shit's about to go down." Or, "Carvers about to get his ass whooped!')

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ONTO THE STORY!

My eye's widened as my arms snaked down my back to touch the closest scar. I looked up and him and slowly shook my head, "I don't know maybe it's just a rash. Ignore it."

Nick still looked at me with concern, he was unconvinced, "Let me see them."

"Nick," I warned, remembering that Carver told me not to tell anyone about what happened just a night ago, "No."

However, he wouldn't take this for an answer. He gently grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. I tried to resist, a failing attempt to get away. He pulled the hem of my shirt down , showing a bit of the scar that was just under my upper shoulder blade.

"Shit," I heard him whisper. Not wanting him to see more of it, I straightened the baggy shirt. Unfortunately for me, I pulled it upward to hard and it showed the couple on my lower back, "Clem! What the hell happened?!"

"Nothing!" I quickly said in a whiny tone, "Just.. please don't-"

"It sure doesn't look like nothing!" His voice grew louder and there was visible anger, "What happened?"

"Nick," I tried to turn but he stopped me from doing so by lifting the shirt a little bit more up to see the ugly scars, "Just ignore it! I'm not-"

"What the fuck happened?" He asked, rage and panic both somehow mixed in his voice. He allowed me to pull the hem back down, so that the soft cloth covered my back. I turned to look at him. Never had I seen him this way. His eye was wide and full on concern and anger, fist tightened as if restraining itself from doing something drastic, and the slight shake that overcame his spine every now and again. He was full of emotion, and I just stood there like an idiot. My hands curled together and I twiddled my thumbs. I bit my bottom lip and looked away.

"Nick, please don't be mad," I tried to sound innocent, its worked before.

He placed his fingers under my chin and turned my head in his direction before repeating, "What happened?"

I folded my arms in uncertainty, unsure of how he was going to react, "Carver hurt me."

This only seemed to have panicked him more. He reached out for me and rolled up my sleeves, checking my arms for marks. I may be wrong, but I could've sworn I felt his hands shake a bit. He looked back up at me, "How?"

"He had this thing," I responded, recalling the memory as I looked out in the distance, "He called it a whip and he hit my back with it, that's all."

My guardian paced back and forth, rubbing his face with his hands and trying to control the anger seeing through his blood. Failing, he kicked a nearby junk pile and yelled out, "That fucker!" I flinched, backing up a bit I once again asked him to calm down. I knew he was going to act like this.

This drew everyone's attention, their heads snapping towards us. Rebecca stared wide eyed and Sarah was hiding behind her dad, possibly sensing a fight coming on. Kenny muttered something under his breath and Sarita rolled her eyes at whatever it was he said before Ken stood up to walk over. Luke, joining Kenny, came over with knitted eyebrows and folded arms. Kenny was in the same stance, but had an annoyed expression on his face.

"Nick," Luke said, "What the hell?"

"You're freaking Sarah out!" Kenny snapped.

My one eyed friend snapped back, "Well I have a perfectly good reason!"

"Oh really?" The older man mocked, "Well, I would just LOVE to hear this reason!"

"Kenny," Luke sighed, "Just don't man! We're all under stress and your arguing doesn't help."

"Please," I breathed out, "Don't fight. All we ever do is fight. I'm tired of fighting."

Two and a half pairs of eyes rested on me. Luke showed sympathy while Kenny and Nick showed bitterness. Why cant these two just get along? We all let out a sigh at the same time before the talking started again.

"So," Luke unfolded his arms and placed them on his hips, "What's the problem?"

I fidgeted around uncomfortably, knowing whatever came next would be far from pleasant. Nick kept his eyes off me, but he pointed and responded, "You wont believe what Carver fucking did to her!"

This filled Kenny with concern. He stepped in front of me and knelled down to my height. He did the same as Nick did and checked my arms. Looking at me with his big, brown orbs he said, "What's he going on about? Are you alright, darling?"

"I'm fine," I insisted, "It's fine."

"No," Nick disagreed, "It not! This was crossing the line!"

Luke looked over at me curiously, "What happened?"

"Carver whipped her," Nick informed, the anger coming back.

Luke's eyes widened as I backed away from Kenny. Uncertainty etched into my facial features. Kenny reached out for me again, "Is this true, Clementine?"

I answered this with a nod and pulled my shirt down once again, just to make sure that none of the marks were able to be seen. Kenny got his usual, eye squinting, generally pissed of look on his face. Both him and Nick looked like they were about to explode. Luke just looked taken back and upset by what had happened. I back away further, not wanting to see the scene that was about to transpire.

"I'll fucking kill him!" Kenny stood up from his position and threw his hands in the air.

Luke pinched in-between his eyes, "Now, everybody just calm down. We'll be out of here tonight, so there really is no point to get really worked up over this."

"No point?!" Nick asked in disbelief, "What do you mean no point? Did you see them?! Carver has to pay."

"Nick," Luke said, annoyed, "For the love of all that is holy, don't get all dramatic on me now."

"I'm not making shit dramatic! Carver did when he did that to Clem," He pointed at me then at himself, "And took my eye!"

"Stop fighting," I pleaded, "I don't like it when we fight. Listen, I'm not dead and I more then want to get out of here tonight. Carver doesn't matter. Please, can we just get out of here like Luke suggested?"

"Oh," Kenny muttered, "I'm sorry darling."

Nick took his spot in front of me again and looked at me. Feeling slightly bad, I went ahead and gave him a hug. One he returned.

I heard him sigh, "Let's just get out of here."

My head moved around as my eyes looked for the CD's. I had managed to get on top of the roofs and sneak into Carvers through the skylight. I grinned when I saw the green and white colored disk on the nearby shelf. I placed the disk where it was needed and switched the outside speakers on. I pushed the play button and some kind of crappy advertisement for grills ran throughout the place. I saw Bonnie run for the pen gates, ready to free everyone from inside.

I quickly left, exiting from the skylight I had entered from. I found my way into the stock room, where the group and eye were suppose to meet. I heard Carvers raspy voice scream. they had been discovered. I moved over boxes and walked the ledge, just behind the evil man.

"You want to refuse the hospitality I offer, then fine," Carver yelled at my group plus the girl (Who I learned was named Jane) along with the dark skinned man (Mike I think his name was), "You want to run off, then fucking fine! But I will put a bullet in each of you before I just let you walk put of here."

I didn't let him speak anymore. I jumped him, causing him to stun him for a moment. A moment was enough. My jump pushed him towards Luke who forced his gun away from him and pushed him back. He aimed his gun at him.

I stared at Carver, noticing that his face is smug, even now. I felt the hatred burn inside of me. A look of disgust found it's way on my face as I said, "Just shoot him."

"What?" Luke said from surprise. But I didn't get to answer. A gunshot went off, hitting Carver in the leg, sending him to the ground. My head automatically jerked in The sounds direction. There stood Kenny, a gun in his hands and smoke coming from it. One more shot, this time to the other leg, making sure that Carver was staying put.

Everybody simply watched as Kenny slowly walked over to a box and grabbed the crowbar land rested on top of it.

"Go on, and wait outside," Kenny muttered darkly in a raspy voice, "You don't wanna see this."

"Now hold on a moment!" Luke said, 'Are we really going to do this?!"

"Yes," Rebecca said, a hunger for vengeance in her voice. She had talked about wanting Carver dead after what happened to Alvin.

"Listen," Luke spoke sternly, "There is not one inch of that son of a bitch I don't hate, but that doesn't make this right!"

"Luke," Nick looked at his friend with his only eye, "Take Clementine and go outside. Get her covered. I'll be out in a moment."

Crowbar's ready? Alright ATTACK!

:D for real though, we must start our prayer circle

Prayer circle for Sartia

Prayer circle for Sarah

Big ass Prayer circle for Nick

BATMAN OUT ;)