Dave placed a hand in Clementine sobbing shoulder, seperating him from her for a moment. Her tear-stained cheeks were flushed red after who knows how many minutes of crying. She sniffed as she made eye contact with him.
Dave checked his watch. It read 9:47 pm.
"jesus, it got late fast." He affectionatly patted Clementines shoulders as she wiped her nose and eyes.
"what are we going to do now?" She asked.
"more like where. I dont know where you would sleep. You dont techniaclly have a legal guardian to go to, so..." He trailed off. Deep in thought.
Clementine leaned her head in to Le-Daves shoulder. She was exhausted beyond everything, and all she wanted to do was sleep.
"Remember? You are my legal guardian" she yawned.
Dave eyed her curiously. She looked up at him from his shoulder, and she smiled.
"at the doctors? Remember?" She asked again.
Dave grinned. "I know, sweet pea."
They sat there while Dave pondered his options.
"maybe you could-" but he realized that Clementines head had fallen completely limp on his side. She was asleep.
Dave couldnt help but notice how adorable and innocent she looked asleep. He picked her up in his arms and stood, only to kick a pillow up on the couch and lie her comfortably back on. Her face smiling as he lay her head down on the pillow. Her shoulder wound was looking better.
He turned and fetched a blanket from the nearest chair, before throwing it over her so she could be warm. She moved in her sleep, making a satisfied expression.
Dave settled himself down in the nearvy chair, leaning into his hand and staring at the sleeping form of Clementine. Hoping someday, maybe she could start anew.
He felt himself fading away into sleepiness...
...
Dave woke when something poked his shoulder. Looking around into the blinding light, he rubbed his eyes.
"huh? Who?" He muttered.
He turned to look into the face of Michael Madsen.
"You and your daughter are hogging the fucking couches." He said in his gutteral voice. "Get the fuck up."
Daves eyes were wide in panic.
"Fuck, Michael! Get outta here!" He hissed, standing and trying to direct Micheal towards the door.
Micheal brushed Dave aside. Pushing him away.
"get your hands off me, Dave." He snapped. He noticed Clementines hat, and he seemed confused.
"Is she the real thing?" He asked, approaching her. She shifted in her sleep. Looking as though his voice bothered her. Her face was contorted in fear.
"Yes, she is. And if you dont get out of here, shes going to recognize your voice." Dave pressed. He grabbed Micheals arm and dragged him over a few feet.
"Let go of me, Dave, godammit!" He growled.
Clementine suddenly shot up in her bed. Her face drenched with sweat and breathing hard.
"Carver!" She screamed in panic.
Her eyes flashed around the room for a second before settling on Dave and Micheal.
"D-Dave..." She stuttered, standing and rubbing her arm nervously.
"its okay, sweet pea. Its okay..." He said, letting go of Micheal and hugging a still shaking Clementine in his arms. After a moment of embrace, he released her, staring into those golden eyes of hers.
"Its okay. Youre safe now." He assured.
"the fuck she is." Micheal scoffed.
Clementine shoulders tensed at his voice. She turned her head to look at Micheal, who seemed unfazed about what he caused her. He raised an eyebrow as Clementines breathing became rigid.
"Clementine..." Dave warned.
But she kicked. She nailed a kick right in his balls. As hard as she could.
"fuck!" He cursed, collapsing and sheilding his... You know. Clementine landed two punches on his face before Dave grabbed her and pulled her back. Hitiing his nose so hard blood started coming out. Then, she kicked him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
"ill kill you!" She screamed, flailing in Daves arms as he dragged her backwards. "Ill kill you!"
"Clementine!" Dave tried, holding her back.
"Dave! Its Carver! Let me go!" She protested. But Dave was having none of it.
"Clementine! Its just his actor, its not really him! That carver is dead!"
Clementine stopped resisting but she glared at Micheal.
"Now, Micheal should just be going now, right?" Dave hissed, gesturing towards the door with his head. Favoring his many injured places, Micheal stormed past Dave and Clem and out the door. He cursed under his breath.
"Fucking kid..."
Clementine was still seething when he left the room.
"Clementine, i know you you have certain hate for characters, but that doesnt mean-"
Clementine pulled away abrupdtly.
"You dont know, Dave!" She snapped. "I wouldnt be having this problem if it wasnt for you assholes! You made me suffer, you inflicted pain, you made the bad things happen to me, you started the apocalypse, you killed my parents, and YOU. KILLED. LEE!"
Dave felt hurt, he reached a arm out to Clementine, but she shoved it away.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!"
Dave lowered his arm and just stared at her. Tears rimmed her eyes as she stood with her hands clenched.
Dave narrowed his eyes at her, before turning away and wakking out the door.
"okay, clementine. You win."
and he shut the door behind him. The second he did, Clementine collapsed on her knees and cried.
...
Chandler walked in to Teltale alongside Melissa and Norman Reedus. They were visiting Clementine again, and he had ran into Melissa on the way.
"Im going to talk her again today." Melissa stated. Norman raised a brow at her.
"What do you mean again?"
"Shut up, Daryl." Chandler joked.
...
Scott saw Dave leave the breakroom with an expression of disappointment. He approached him.
"wha happened? I heard yelling!"
Dave sadly looked over his shoulder.
"just give her some time, Scott." He said simply, before brushing him aside.
...
Clmentine heard the door open, and she lifed her teary eyes to see Scott in the doorway.
"what do y-you want?" She asked rudely.
Scott shrugged and shut the door behind him. He went over and sat next to Clementine. She let out a whine of protest.
"now, i just thought we can get to know eachother better." Scott said. Staring in the direction she was staring.
Clementine sniffed. "Now is not the best time... Luke."
Scott scractched the back of his head.
"Actually, its a great time."
Silence followed.
"You know i sing, right?" Scott asked. Clementine eyed him suspisciuosly.
"So... Its kinda like Luke singing."
Clementine stared at her feet. "Thats cool"
"Tell me smething about you." Scott added, nudging her affectionatly. She sighed shakely.
"Did Dave send you?" She asked.
Scott shook his head. "Nope. I came on my own accord."
Clementine looked at him.
"I played soccer. There." She snapped, burying her face grumpily into her arms again.
Scott nodded, ignoring her rude actions. "Thats cool."
Clementine looked heavily annoyed. She lifted her still upset face and glared at him. "Why are you really here?" She demanded.
Scott smiled at her.
"to be with you."
Clementine bit her lip to that response.
...
"...will you sing for me... Luke?" She asked. Looking highly embarassed.
Scott winked at her with a big grin on his face.
"Sure, Clementine. I would love to."
A/N
Shout out to Teacher97702:
I know who you are, and im glad you got to read! I miss you!
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Please review! So many last chapter, to much typing... But if you people want Clementine to go to school, please tell me in reviews! Thanks!