The Walking Dead Clementine x Male Reader 2

Chapter 12: You Can Talk to Me

You: Fascism? You think I'm gonna turn into a fascist?

Lilly: You try so hard to get everyone to like you as a leader, but it's never enough. You'll make a mistake that everyone's gonna hate you for. You'll make a decision that no one likes... So why not just make 'em like it?

You: You're fucking crazy.

Lilly: What's "crazy" is that you'd rather be talking to me than with your son...THAT'S crazy.

You sigh. You let go of the bars. You turn around and you walk away. You make it out of the boiler room. You look at the guard.

You: I don't want these doors to EVER be left unguarded. Understood?

Guard: Yes, sir.

You walk away from the guard.

Small timeskip

You walk up to Shaun's door. You knock.

Shaun: What?

You: Can I come in?

Shaun: I don't care.

You sigh. You open the door and you walk in to see Shaun laying on his bed, throwing a baseball in the air and catching it repeatedly.

You sit on his bed. You're not sure how to start the conversation.

Shaun: What do you want?

You: Look, I, uh...just wanted to talk to you. About Lilly.

Shaun: She's nice to me. She talks to me. She listens to me. All you've ever done is say no to me.

You: That's not true.

Shaun: Yes it is. You'd always be doing something instead of talking with me. Lilly understands what I go through.

You: That's what she wants you to THINK, Shaun. That woman has done unspeakable things. She killed a woman in our group a long time ago. She ever tell you about that?

He looks at you briefly in annoyance. He sighs and continues throwing his baseball.

Shaun: No.

You: Has she told you about recruiting teenagers like you to fight in a war?

Shaun stops throwing the ball and looks at you in shock.

Shaun: She did that?

You: Yeah. And I bet she wouldn't care if you got killed on a battlefield.

Shaun looks down.

You: ...Shaun, you need to know that I'm here for you. And that you can talk to me whenever you need.

He looks up at you.

You: Just please...please don't talk to her anymore.

He thinks for a few seconds. He stands up from his bed and starts walking over to his door.

You: Where're you going?

Shaun: A walk.

You: Why?

Shaun: 'Cause I need to think. He says, closing his door, leaving you in his room.

You rest your elbows on your legs and you put your hands on the sides of your head.

Clementine walks in and sees you.

Clem: Hey.

She walks over to you.

You: Hey.

She sits down next to you.

Clem: Long day?

You scoff.

You: The longest.

She rests her head on your shoulder.

Clem: Yeah, I know.

You sigh.

You: ...Shaun thinks that he can't talk to me.

Clem: Huh?

You: He thinks that I won't listen to what he has to say.

Clem: Well, can you blame him?

You: Wow, thanks. You say in a sarcastic tone.

Clem: I mean, you spend the majority of your time working. She says, taking her head off your shoulder. You barely ever get to talk to him.

You: I do what I do because someone has to. It's my job to keep everyone in check.

Clem: I know, but that doesn't mean you have to work full-time.

You: I don't work full-time--I work like everyone else does. I just don't KNOW...when Shaun needs someone to talk to! I mean, he's impossible to read!

Clem: It may be difficult...but that's why you need to spend more time with your family than your workers.

You look down.

Clem: ...C'mon. She says, standing up.

You look up at her. She holds out her hand.

Clem: Let's go to bed.

You smile. You take her hand and you stand up. You both walk out of Shaun's room.

Shaun's POV

You're walking through the woods with your bow and arrows, trying to think.

You see a walker in the distance. You load in an arrow and you shoot the walker, causing someone to gasp.

You take out another arrow and you load it in. You slowly turn to try and see where the gasp came from.

Shaun: Come on out. If you approach me without any weapons drawn, I won't hurt you.

You hear a teenager.

Teen: We're coming out. Just don't hurt us.

Two people walk out from behind a tree with their hands up. A teenage boy and little girl with a fur jackets, dead rabbits attached to their jackets, and weapons. The boy has a mace and the girl has a bow and arrow. The teen also has a claw mark on his right cheek.

Teen: Look, we don't want any trouble. I just wanna get my sister somewhere safe--you'll never see us again.

You think about the situation. You slowly lower your bow.

Shaun: I'm part of a community. My dad's the leader. I can bring you back.

Girl: Really? Is it safe?

Shaun: Yes.

Teen: Can you take us in?

Shaun: ...I can. But I have to ask you some questions.

Teen: Alright, man. We'll do anything.

Shaun: ...How many walkers have you killed...?