《Clementine x Male reader season 1》Chapter 50: The Attic
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Y/N Pov.
We had just barely escaped death by going into the attic, which is pretty convenient if I must say so.
Ben: (offers gun) Here, um...I'm not good with these. You dropped it down there.
Kenny: That could've gone better.
Christa: Everyone okay?
Kenny: Lee's still bitten.
Carley: Shut up.
Y/n: Okay, let's get out of here and keep moving.
Kenny: Kid's right; we gotta keep moving. Think there's any chance we get Clem and catch up to those goddamn thieves?
Lee: I don't know. Maybe.
Omid: Well, we're not going out through this window. No latches, no roof access, and thirty feet straight down.
Kenny: Anyone have any ideas?
Omid: (looking at statue bust) I bet this guy would. He's got a resourceful air about him.
Christa: Knock it off.
Omid: (reading plaque on the bust) Dixon Kent the III, industrial--
Christa: OMID.
Omid: CHRISTA. I'm just trying to lighten the fucking tone.
Christa: We need SOLUTIONS, not stupid jokes. I'm sorry.
Kenny: So, no ideas, then.
Y/n: Well not at the moment but It'll come to us, we just gotta stay calm.
Lee: There's gotta be another way.
Carley: Check the floor for any other access, a vent, anything.
Kenny: Or we wait for the house to clear out and stick to the high ground
Y/n: That won't work, walkers don't need sleep, water, or food. They'll wait us out as long as they need unless they hear something or see something.
Carley: Hey... (puts hand on Lee's forehead) You're not looking great. And you're warm.
Y/n: I knew we shouldn't cut it off, we waited to long...
Lee: I'm okay, don't--
Before Lee could finish he was interrupted by the crackling of the radio.
Clem: Lee, Y/n, I'm okay, I'm where my parents--oh, no!
Christa: What did that mean?
Lee: She's at the hotel where her parents were staying;
Y/n: He hasn't moved her.
Kenny: Yet.
Christa: Yeah, yet.
Kenny: We need to start thinking about more than just Clementine when it comes to our...urgency.
Omid: What do you mean?
Kenny: How do we get out of here?
Carley: That's the whole point; we don't know.
Kenny: Okay, now your life depends on it. How do you get out of here?
Omid: I don't know. I don't get it.
Christa: I do.
Lee: Stop it. We can't panic.
Y/n: I swear as soon as I find that bastard who tricked Clem, he's gonna wish walkers had got'em!
Carley puts a hand on my shoulder and gives me a motherly look of assurance.
Carley: We'll get her back, don't worry.
Kenny: Do you think that worked?
Kenny said while looking at Lee's stump.
Lee: I...I don't know. I hope so.
Kenny: I think we need to have...an "adult" conversation about what happens if Lee takes another spill.
Omid: Hey, look...
Kenny: We could be looking at a Larry situation here.
Y/n: It won't come to that.
Christa: Who's Larry?
Kenny: It don't matter.
Omid: He looks fine to me...
Carley: I'm not going to lie, Lee's temperature is getting higher.
Lee: Okay, what do you wanna do?
Kenny: Just...talk about it.
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Lee: Does that conversation end with me getting something dropped on my head?
Kenny: Now, HEY--
Christa: GUYS. I don't know what happened before Omid and I showed up, but we can cross that bridge when we get to it.
Kenny: Lee, I'm not advocating anything here... But how is this not a thing? We're all so worked up about Clementine that we're forgetting what the fuck happened to you!
Carley and I stepped in front of Lee.
Y/n: It'll be okay, we'll deal with it when the time comes but until then...
Carley: No one's touching Lee.
Lee: They're right, my arm is not the issue. I'm not the problem. The five hundred walkers in the house and no door in this room are the goddamn PROBLEM.
Kenny: Yeah, maybe at the moment...but who's to say when it becomes an issue? And at that point, there may not be any time left to deal with it!
Omid: This is getting out of hand...
Kenny: You're gonna listen to ME. We will get Clementine back, with or without you. Because I haven't given up EVERYTHING to die because we were stupid.
Lee: You're not touching me. Do you understand that? You know EXACTLY what to do if I turn and that's enough. Do you hear me?
Kenny: You might become one of them. Do you understand that? How can you be fucking calm about that?!
Lee picks up the bust and throws it at the wall.
Omid: You ruined that dude's face.
Christa: Shut up, sweetie. Look.
Kenny examines the hole in the wall and pulls out another chunk of the wall.
Kenny: It's corroded to hell.
Christa: What's on the other side of this wall, a thirty-foot drop?
Omid: No, this mansion butts up against the one next door.
Kenny: I'll be damned.
Christa: We're not lifers on Alcatraz here; we can't spend the next three months digging through a wall.
Carley: If the rest is as dilapidated as this, we might not have to. Let's see...
Lee smashes the wall with a coat rack, then inspects the damage.
Lee: This wall ain't shit.
Omid: Is this really possible...?
Kenny smashes the wall with a coat rack.
Kenny: Yeah. We can do this.
Lee: Okay.
Kenny: We'll work in shifts. Omid, Carley, Christa, and I. Lee, Y/n, you rest. We have to work fast.
Kenny continues breaking the wall with the coat rack.
Lee: I'm sorry.
Kenny: Me too. I get it. Go sit down.
Lee, Y/n, and Carley sit on one of the couches across from Christa and Omid. Ben was sitting on the floor in the corner.
Christa: I'm glad you told us when you got bitten, it would've been easy not to.
Lee: Yeah, well...
Christa: We probably would've let you go alone if you hadn't told us. Which would've been a mistake.
Omid: If I were you I would've been scared shitless.
Lee: If you were me you'd be a foot taller.
Omid: Hey!
Lee: And about fifty pounds heavier. You, uh, wouldn't get scared as much.
Omid: With your arm and my leg, I'll cripple fight you right here, buddy.
Lee: I've still got this one. I can put my right palm on your forehead and just let you swing away.
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Omid: Ha, fine...you win, jerk.
Carley rests her head against Lee's shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her and I just sat beside him, thinking of the future.
Christa: It's so weird; I keep doing a double-take on your arm, expecting it to be there.
Lee: I'm hoping whatever's in their bite is gone too.
Christa: What do you think the odds are of that?
Lee: I don't know. I know everyone's wondering. Even if it just slows down the process, I'd be happy.
Carley: You don't mean that
Omid: So when we get this guy...what do you think?
Lee: We make sure he never takes anybody from anyone again. World's got enough evil in it.
Y/n: As I said, when I get my hands on that bastard who tricked Clem, he's gonna wish the dead had got'em.
Omid: And...you know...whatever happens to you...uh...
Carley: Seriously, can we not talk like that?
Carley said as she held on to Lee even tighter than before.
Christa: The entire time we were at the hospital I could sense you think you're as good as dead.
Lee: I was bitten, Christa.
Carley: You cut it off.
Lee: What good is it to plan around that workin'?
Carley: What good is it for you to give up?
Lee: I haven't given up.
Lee: I want you four to take her.
Lee said to Me, Carley, Omid, and Christa
Christa: Stop it.
Lee: I'm serious. She'd be safe and happy with you four.
Christa: We're not doing this right now.
Omid: Christa. Listen to him.
Lee: It's what I want. Okay?
Y/n: Well I'll never leave her side no matter what, as soon as we get her back.
Lee: *Smiles* I know kiddo
Omid: What about him?
Omid was talking about Ben
Lee: He'll figure himself out one way or another.
Christa: What do you mean by that?
Lee: He'll either get his act together or something will happen to him.
Christa: That's it?
Lee: What else is there to say?
Omid: He lose his shit like that often?
Carley: No, that was a first.
Christa: It's good that he did; Kenny couldn't pull that shit on me.
Lee: The kid killed his family, so there's been some tension there.
Omid: Really...? What happened?
Y/n: Kenny's son, Duck, got bitten during a raid by some gang that Ben was secretly helping. They used him. Kenny's wife...died because of their son.
Christa: Jesus...
Omid: Well, it seems like it got through to Kenny. Whatever that's good for.
Kenny approaches the group.
Kenny: Alright, I'm outta gas. You look good and rested.
Omid: Sure, if you don't count an infected leg.
Christa: You want me to do it?
Omid: Nah, hon, you can hop in after me.
Omid takes over smashing the wall with the coat rack, and Kenny takes his seat on the couch.
Kenny: Shouldn't be long now. It's good we're forced to take a breath.
Kenny: That, uhh...feelin' any better?
Kenny asked Lee about his arm.
Lee: I can handle it; the pain, that is. I'm just really goddamn tired.
Kenny: I mean, do you think it worked? Did it--did it help at all?
Lee: I feel like a man who got bitten. So take that for what it's worth.
Carley looked over at me and the others took notice.
Carley: How do you feel, hun?
The others looked at me.
Y/n: Well not good, I mean we're not even sure if this worked and I-I'm not gonna lie I'm scared. I know I'm tough but if it doesn't work than that means I may have to be the one to do the deed...again.
Lee put his hand on my head and it made me chuckle.
Lee: You're a lot tougher than me at your age, that's for sure.
Y/n: Yeah, well an apocalypse will do that to you.
Lee, myself, and the others laughed at what I said.
Y/n: God, if this is this tough on me than I don't even want to imagine how bad Clem's gonna take it...
Kenny: I still can't believe you went and got chomped. Just...fucking hell.
Christa: At least he told us.
Kenny: Took some brass. I don't think I woulda.
Kenny puts his head in his hand.
Christa: How are you?
Kenny: I'm...I don't know how to answer that.
Christa: I'm sorry. You've lost more than anyone. Well, as much as anyone.
Kenny: Lee's family's gone, too.
Y/n: Guess we all got the short end of the stick these days, huh?
Christa: Damn, right.
Lee: He wanted to die...in Crawford.
Kenny: What's that now?
Lee: When we had him there...in our hands. He wanted us to drop him. He asked us to.
Kenny: Ah, Jesus...
Lee: What?
Kenny: I'm glad it was you two making that call and not me.
Kenny leans down and takes a whiskey bottle out of a cardboard box nearby.
Kenny: These guys tell you much about what we been through?
Christa: Bits and pieces.
Kenny: Well, he can't fight for shit.
Christa: Well, look at him.
Lee: Hey!
I laughed at them going back and forth, it was a nice change of pace.
Kenny: Soft as rotten fruit.
Carley: Like you guys didn't have enough problems without punching each other in the face?
Kenny: Eh, he had to knock some sense into me before we met you on the train.
Lee: I'm sorry for hurting you in any way, Kenny. It's impossible to go through life without causing some sorta pain, but sometimes I can't help but wonder if I coulda caused a little less.
Kenny: You and me both, doc.
Kenny: Well, cheers.
Kenny takes a sip and offers the bottle to Lee.
He takes it and drinks a little.
Lee takes a sip and passes the bottle to Carley who has a sip before passing it back to Kenny.
Kenny offers the bottle to Christa. She hesitates for a while, then grabs the bottle and takes a drink.
Omid: I'm through.
Omid sets down the coat rack and looks through the medium-sized hole in the wall.
Omid: No walkers. Things are looking up.
Everyone goes through the wall and drops down into the adjacent mansion.
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