We walked for five more days. I could see that Rebecca needed rest. But we had to keep going. There was a bridge up ahead, I could see it. "Me and Clementine can go and check it out," Luke recommends. I glare at him, then say, "I'll come too." I noticed that I hadn't been able to show them that I really was useful, that I wasn't just an extra mouth to feed. So in case things went to hell, I can be there.
"Yeah, okay. You okay with the gunshot?" He asks me. "Yeah, I'm fine," I say with a chuckle. I'll be fine. That gunshot was about 6 days ago.
"She's...She's just a little girl, Luke. She should stay here," Carlos suggests. Nah. I think she would be able to handle it. Probably. "I'll be fine," Clementine says, crossing her arms. "Let's go."
We went up to the bridge, checking if it's clear. There was nothing really in sight...A few walkers up ahead. Perfect.
"Come-" Luke was about to say, but I held up my hand. "I got it," I strictly says. I hold up my bow and arrow and shoot it right between the eyes. Another one comes along as I hear Luke yell for help. Shit.
I hold up my bow and arrow and shoot the other walker, just to turn around to see more walkers, and Luke, who fell through the bridge, in danger of falling into the rushing stream below.
Clementine slashed ones mouth open, which wasn't good enough. "Like this." I take out a knife that I had and slash it right through to brain. Then, I turn to where Luke was. "Take care of the walkers. And do it right. I got Luke."
I get a good view of Luke, a walker down there with them. "Fuck. Hold on!" I yell over the sound of growling corpses.
"Fuck!" Luke says, trying to kick away from the walker. He was hanging by a thread. Nothing was going to work.
I aim my bow and arrow at the walker trapped their with Luke, slicing it's head open. It looked very much dead now.
"Grab this!" I grab a long pole next to me, reaching it down to Luke. He grabs it, and puts it under his feet to lean on it. He gets up just in time before the pole falls into the rushing waters.
"You okay, Orange?" I ask Clementine. She gives me a look. "Yeah," She says, heaving. I slap her back lightly, then spot something up ahead.
Four people.
And they were running towards us, coming up fast.