"What the f***, Joel? Hell no; did you honestly think I would say yes?" Joel was right; she did go 'all Tess on his a**.'
Joel sighed in frustration, massaging his temple. He waited until after they had dinner; he sat on the bed with Ellie pacing around, in front of him.
"Ellie, Tommy said-." Ellie fumed, and turned to Joel.
"I don't give a flying sh*t about what Tommy said." Such a colorful way to put it.
Joel knew she was capable of defending herself, but he didn't know what the rest of the townspeople think about it. According to Maria, the town is very strict when it comes to rules. They had the bulletin put up in the middle of the town, nailed into a tree. The town had QZ rules, which disappointed Ellie greatly.
"If you keep on-." Ellie shushed him, scrunched her eyebrows together.
"The townspeople can go and screw themselves if they are prejudice about a girl joining Tommy's team!" Joel shut his eyes, and laid back on the bed.
That went well.
Ellie hated the town.
She didn't know that she could hate something as much as the town. Ellie absolutely loathed Peter's son; Arthur.
Ellie decided to stay on the team, against Joel's protests. Maria had a conversation with Tommy that morning, containing strong worded vocabulary, cursing him for letting Ellie stay on the team. Ellie was about to put Maria in her place, but Joel had stopped her. Joel didn't need Ellie to make any more enemies.
They had arrived to the gate with Tommy, and saw that there were new faces. Ellie found out that only two boys had joined since the last meeting; One being Peter's son, and the other being the son of a member in the group.
Not to any surprise, Ellie didn't like them one bit.
They had gathered their horses, and decided to make a few runs.
"Joel, you are going to go with Arthur, Ellie, and Vince. Peter, you're coming with me, Sam, and Boyd. Ty, you're going with Reese and James. Here are y'all's maps. We need the normal items; cloth, medicine, any kind of ammo or weaponry. If any of y'all aren't back by dawn, tomorrow, we'll come lookin'." They all nodded, and tact their horses.
The groups were handed their maps, and set out on the paths.
F*** me.
Joel huffed, trying to ignore the ignorant sixteen year old boy.
"I still can't believe how you were allowed on the team, and not me!" Ellie tightened her jaw, trying to ignore Arthur as well.
It had been an hour since they had left the town. They were only a few more miles away from the store they were going to loot.
The entire ride there, Arthur had been talking, and seemingly wanted the Infected to come and eat him alive with how much and how loud he talked.
No wonder why Tommy didn't want him to join.
"I wonder what you had to do, you know, to get on the team."
Joel was about to turn around and punch that boy in the mouth.
"What kind of favors did you have to do for Tommy? He's married; I thought you were-." Joel turned around in a flash, appalled and enraged about the thought of Ellie and Tommy.
"Shut the hell up. With that big mouth of 'yers, 'yer goin' to 'tract Infected! You ain't got no right to talk that way." Ellie was gripping her pistol, fighting the urge to shoot Arthur then and there.
Arthur rolled his eyes, but remained silent.
After about a half of an hour, they made it to an abandoned CVS. Joel shushed the teens, and tied his horse to a tree a yard away from the store.
He ran around the perimeter, seeing if there were any Infected. Once he entered the store, he motioned for Ellie and Arthur to follow.
There were only a couple of clickers, but not enough that Joel couldn't handle. He grabbed all of the remaining medicine bottles, and looked for any cloth. Ellie rounded the corner with boxes of sea salt, and a few boxes of pain killers.
Joel raised a brow at the salt.
"Maria wanted me to look for some salt; she was running low." Joel nodded, and continued to look through the shelves. He heard Ellie squel, and grasped his shotgun.
"Ellie? Ellie? What's the matter?" Ellie rounded the corner, scrunching her eyebrows together. She held up a bag of old and rotted bread.
"Do you want a piece?" Joel frowned, and sighed.
"Where's...?" Joel forgot his name, and for that, Ellie was glad.
"He's in the front, poking at a dead Infected. I'm telling you, he has a f***ing tool for a brain." Joel cracked at the mis-use of the metaphor, and motioned to leave.
They were the last ones to come back; mainly Arthur's fault.
Arthur hadn't helped them the entire trip, and had accidentally galloped off with his horse. Ellie was about to snap his neck, and Joel was trying to contain his anger.
Once they washed their horses and fed them, they put them in the stables, and started to clean the tack. Ellie hummed the folk song from the cassette she had taken from Bill, and tapped her foot.
Tommy came into the stable room, and cracked a small smile.
"We have electricity here. Maria has an old CD player around here somewhere. I'm sure she'll let you borrow it." Ellie grinned, and nodded.
Once they were finished, Arthur went back to his house early, claiming he was tired.
Ellie kicked the gravel road, and walked next to Joel; they had decided to walk around the town, and see what it looked like.
"You know, I was thinking that maybe we could build a horse pasture. I mean, we could chop come wood up; it wouldn't take more than two months. Maybe we could convince Tommy to spare some land?" Joel shrugged.
"I don't know, Ellie. I like the idea, but I'm not sure if we're going to be able to spare the land. More and more people seem to be coming to this place, and I... I don't know. It's not a bad idea." Ellie sighed, knowing Joel was right.
"Callus doesn't like being cooped up all day." Joel raised a brow. Callus? What kind of name is that?
"Callus?" Ellie nodded.
"Yeah, I asked Tommy, and he said they don't have names. He said it makes us get too attached to them."
"He's right." After a few minutes, Ellie smiled, and looked up at Joel.
"Your horse's name is Kai. He looks like a Kai." Joel shook his head.
"Nope."
The memory of Ellie walking in on Joel changing was playing on a loop in his brain. He was just exiting the shower, and was looking for his clothes that were on the ground. When he had bent over to look through his backpack, he heard the door creak open, and then a scream and a cursing Ellie.
Joel knew he had to confront Ellie about what she saw; he knew he should have locked the door. The poor kid is probably scarred for life. He stopped walking.
"Um, Ellie?" She turned to him, and stopped walking as well, "About yesterday morning... Ah, I want to say sorry. I 'shoulda locked the door." Ellie blushed, remembering what she saw. She wasn't necessarily 'sorry' about what she saw; she was embarrassed that her gaze had lingered on his manhood a little too long.
She cleared her throat, and dropped focused her attention on the ground and laughed nervously, "Um, it's not a big deal. Don't worry about it." Joel nodded, but was still feeling uneasy about the subject.
Ellie, Joel, Maria, and Tommy sat down at the table, talking about their day.
"Some women from the towns kitchen were talking about the winter that's ahead. The day's are getting colder, and we are still low on canned foods," she turned to Ellie and Joel, "And thank you for bringing back the cloth, pills, and salt. We were running low on all three of those." Ellie smiled, and took a big bite out of her potatoes.
"No problem." Ellie turned to Tommy.
"I was thinking that maybe we could build a fence for the horses in the extra land out back. They won't have to be cooped up all day." Tommy sighed, and set his fork down.
"Since winter is coming up, we will have to use that land for crops before winter is completely here. We might be able to do that next summer." Ellie nodded in disappointment, and continued to eat her food.
After dinner, Ellie and Maria cleaned the dishes, while Joel and Tommy talked about where to look for supplies next.
"So Ellie, do you like it here?" Ellie shrugged.
"It's nice. I really like the hot water." Maria handed her a clean dish to dry.
"Do you want to sleep in your own bed tonight? I know that Joel can't be the best sleeping partner. He must hog the entire bed!" Ellie laughed, and nodded.
"Yeah, but he's not that bad." Ellie didn't want to sleep alone; without Joel. Ever since the David incident, she had to be beside Joel when she slept; she felt safe.
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