The sky's orange-red color reflected onto the current river, as well onto the puffy clouds, changing it to a soft peach color.

As the sun set slowly, the forest sunlight began to darken, making it hard to see anything but the shapes of tall trees and the dead grass that stayed shriveled on the cold ground along with the many shaped rocks sprawled around with it.

Quietness in the darkened forest was suddenly interrupted by the sound of quick footsteps crushing dried up leaves and stepping over large rocks that lay in the way of their path.

Two human figures ran through the depths of the woods, followed by their own shadows along with a group of walking mutilated corpses chasing after them, their pace slowing down due to the cause of tripping over large boulders in the way.

Clementine and Nick finally stopped running once they have reached a large, old cabin, hopefully nothing inside there. They took their chances for it would be much safer inside, whether or not something was waiting to attack them.

They both burst into the cabin, holding down the doors with their own strength as rotten and decaying hands clawed at the doors, trying to get in.

"What's the plan here, Nick?!" Clementine asked in worry, glancing up at the older man for a suggestion. Nick didn't reply, only stared blankly forward. He stood for a few seconds, which felt like hours until he moved away from the door.

Clementine had no idea what he was thinking for he had let her try and handle the walkers by herself.

She tried to keep steady and not let the walkers in or they would both be dead. Her feet began to slip as she began to loose her grasp, until she couldn't hold the door down much longer.

"Nick!" She called out for him. As soon as she called his name, Nick returned with a large, wooden crate filled with heavy objects as he placed them against both doors.

The noise of the walker soon died down but they kept banging, attempting to break in. Clementine backed away from the door, watching to make sure the crate was enough to hold them back.

She sighed with relief and looked at Nick who went across the room and sat on the dusty, blood stained floor, placing his hands over his face. Clementine looked at him, panting and out of breath from trying to run for her life."Are you crazy?!" She asked him accusingly.

Nick uncovered his face, resting his left hand on his knee and the other on the floor. He could feel the dust on his skin, which made his hand feel dry. After sitting quietly for a few minutes, he opened his mouth to reply with one simple word. "Maybe"

Clementine frowned, wrapping her arms around herself, trying to warm up from the cold lake water. As she stood still, water from her clothes began to drip onto the concrete floor, darkening it even more.

She turned her head looking for a place to sit, spotting a small corner stacked with small boxes. She walked towards it and sat down slowly, her breathing was unsteady and she was freezing. Clem gazed at Nick, her yellow eyes filled with sorrow.

He then spoke to her in a dark tone,"Why? Why did you leave my uncle?"

"He was bit." The young girl replied, her gaze falling to the floor, the brim of her blue baseball cap covering her eyes. "What?" Nick said in disbelief, his icy blue eyes widened. "But, I didn't see him after I fell in the water, maybe he escaped..?" She said only to get his hopes high, though it was true, she didn't see Pete after they came up from almost drowning in the lake.

Perhaps he did escape? She wasn't sure. Even if he did, he wouldn't have a chance of surviving with that bite, unless he cut his foot off. But that wouldn't work, probably. It never works... Ever..

"What now?" Clementine then asked, breaking the awkward silence between the two.

Nick didn't reply, seeming to be lost in his own head, until he spoke with a cold answer, "I dunno, probably die, I've lost hope, and all my family.. I mean, whats the point? We'll just march to a new place and somebody else will die. And eventually, it'll be our turn.."

Clementine was surprised with his answer. She thought Nick was the type of guy who would never give up. Especially on life. ''Don't say that.. Isn't your group like family? You care for each other, and have each others' back, right?"

Nick just scoffed, looking down, seeming to be looking at his crotch (lol XD). "You know what I mean! Family, BLOOD FAMILY!" He shouted, losing patience as always. His tone attracted the walkers, making them bang on the door a couple times. Clem waited til they went away to talk again. "Hey Nick! Calm the fuck down! Are you trying to get us killed?!" She hissed quietly.

"Well if we do, its your fault." Nick remarked, furrowing his eyebrows and looking at the teenager with a dark look.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Is he blaming me for this?! That ASSHOLE! Clementine though furiously, her face slightly red with anger. "Don't blame me for this, Nick!" She snapped at him, not believing how ignorant he is acting.

"Well, you didn't lose your only true family just now, did you, Clem?" His voice was louder than hers, which drew the attention of the walkers outside. But they didn't care at the moment, now that they're fired up with the argument, they wouldn't give a crap if the corpses tried breaking in right now.

The younger girl was taken aback at his harsh words, was he seriously only thinking about himself at the moment? "You... You are a fucking DICK! You act like your the only one who's lost people!" Her voice was cracking, she tried to hold back her tears, not wanting to seem weak in front of him, not right now..

" I had someone... his name was Lee! He wasn't even family! But I cared for him, and he treated me like I was his own! Now.. he's gone.. My whole family.. My old group.. Everyone I knew and cared for! So don't be an asshole and act like your the only one who's suffering!" She spat back, but even at the mention of the past, she couldn't help but let the tears fall.

Nick was about to yell back, but he noticed she was crying. He hated making people cry, especially girls. Now he really did feel like an asshole. He stood up slowly from his spot on the floor, walking over to Clementine.

He tried to comfort her by reaching out his hand to stroke her cheek, but she flinched away, the bridge of her hat covering her eyes. "Don't touch me, asshole.." She stuttered awkwardly, choking on her tears.

He frowned, sympathy for the girl was coming over him. So he decided to do the right thing, apologize. "I'm.. I'm sorry, Clem. I didn't mean to act so selfish. I wasn't thinking about you or your feelings, just mine. Its just that.. After my mom died, I kinda lost it a bit, y'know? I didn't mean to yell at you-"

His words were interrupted by a sudden hug from Clementine. Her skinny arms were wrapped around him, squeezing him tightly. He could feel her tears soak into his deep blue shirt. Nick returned the hug, using his right hand to stroke her back.

"I love you, Nick.." Clem whispered quietly.

"What?"

"Nothing!~"

A/N: Clem so Kawaiiiiii 33 anywayyy, i changed up the story a bit. next chapter will be posted soon. btw a little hint of next chapter is its a flashback of this chapter before they entered the cabin. hope yu enjoyeddd baiii -TWD043 3