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wakemeupAlways the Quiet Ones
Chapter 13: Guilt
"It's your decision, guys. We can't guarantee your safety." Nick said to the crowd. It had been two days since he had told Luke to leave, and Rebecca had slipped. Sarah was still unable to walk, and he got worried more every minute. Nick shook at the cold feeling of ice trickling along his throat, or so he thought. He placed his hands on his hips, still wearing that same old shirt with long sleeved arms. He felt like there was some ice on the back of his head. Nick walked over to Russell, the guy who didn't trust them at first, initially. He had grown on them, but he had still had his doubts.
"Are you in?" Nick asked. Russell looked to his friend, Vince. They both nodded. They wanted to go with them.
"This is pointless. Why are we linin' them up for an answer?" Kenny questioned.
"If they don't wanna go - they don't wanna go. They can speak their mind." Mike replied, kind of avoiding his question. Russell gave a dirty look to Bonnie as he walked away.
Day 854
Bonnie rushed as soon as she heard the signal. The 'Howe's Hardware' tape. She looked up to Carver's office, and she saw a shadow. She assumed it was Clementine, and she opened the shutter, running inside, heading towards the stockroom.
"Bonnie, what the hell is going on!?" Vince asked.
"...Vince. Bill needs you guys! He sent me over here to tell you!" Bonnie made up an excuse, thinking of the best thing she could. She had been surviving with Vince, Wyatt, Becca, Shel, and Russell for about two years. If she had revealed the plan to the five of them, they wouldn't go along with it. Then again, they could have. She couldn't risk it. Becca seemed a bit suspicious, but she ran off once Shel, Wyatt, Vince and Russell took off. Bonnie looked behind her to see where she went.
"I'm sorry." Bonnie sighed, running into the stockroom.
"Somethin' seemed a bit weird to you about that?" Russell questioned.
"Why do you say that?" Vince asked, loading a clip of ammo into his assault rifle.
"They way she paused before speaking. I dunno. Something seemed off." Russell shrugged.
"Russell, that's not new. Bonnie's a freak." Becca crossed her arms.
"Becca." Shel elbowed her.
"Okay. We better go get to the stockroom, dudes." Wyatt said, taking off. The four of them nodded and then they ran into Bill.
"Bill? What is happening?!" Vince asked.
"Vince, I need you five to go find Bonnie and bring her over with me!" Bill ordered.
"Wha- Bonnie told us you sent her to get us over and help you?!" Vince said, confused.
"Bonnie, huh? That sneaky little bitch. Get to the roof, help defend the place!" Bill ordered, running off to the stockroom where Bonnie went.
"I knew it!" Russell stomped on the ground.
"We don't have time to worry about it! Let's go!" Shel yelled, taking lead while running forward.
"Where's Bill!?" One of the guards asked.
"We need him up here!" Tyler yelled, firing at the walkers. Becca went back downstairs while Shel, Wyatt, Russell and Vince stayed and fired at the walkers.
"Look at that! Bonnie's leaving us! Do ya see them? Walkin' through the herd!" Russell pointed out, the four of them spotted people walking through the herd slowly.
"Jane probably taught them." Shel stated.
"I'm going to shoot that bitch!" Russell yelled, pointing his assault rifle towards Bonnie.
"No, Russell!" Vince tried to stop him, by grabbing the assault rifle from him. He still fired, but he didn't hit Bonnie. He heard screaming, and then he saw that he had shot the Doctor, Carlos. After that the group on the ground was more defensive when the walkers started acting them.
"GODDAMN IT!" Vince sighed.
"Shit. Fuck. Fuck." Russell gasped. He didn't want to kill Carlos, he was a good guy whenever he was with him. He was a trouble maker though.
"Jesus Christ, dude." Wyatt said to him.
"Fuck you, Wyatt! I didn't want to do it!" Russell argued.
"Why would you want to kill Bonnie - honestly, I'd do the same thing if I was in her shoes!" Wyatt yelled.
"Hey, motherfuckers!? You mind actually shooting instead of yapping?! Jesus!" Lowell yelled.
"Oh shit! They're breaking in!" Tyler pointed out. Vince looked down to see that one walker was crawling through, and then another and another. Vince climbed down, checking on Becca. She spotted the walkers crawling in. Becca grabbed her pistol, shooting one or two. That wasn't enough, soon the walkers had took down another hole in the wall, and soon they were coming at every corner.
"When the fuck did the walkers gain super strength!?" Tyler exclaimed.
"WE NEED PEOPLE DOWN HERE! C'MON! BLOCK THE DOORS WITH A TRUCK OR SOMETHING!" Shel yelled.
"We need to get out of here! We'll track them down." Russell suggested.
"Russell, we're not going to leave because of your personal vendetta!" Vince replied.
"It's not a vendetta. We have to leave. This place is fucked, anyhow. C'mon!" Russell yelled, holding his assault rifle with one hand as he ran. The other four of them hesitated for a second, and then ran off. They had reached the stockroom to see Carver's corpse.
"Holy fuck." Wyatt gasped. His face looked like it was picked clean off. He was bludgeoned to death.
"Well, that explains how they got out..." Russell sighed.
"Let's move. I'm sick of this place." Shel nodded, walking forward. Becca followed behind her.
Present Day
"So everyone, right?" Nick nodded, making sure everyone's decision was final.
"Alright. We'll move-" Nick began to say, but was cut off by Kenny.
"In a few hours, we'll get goin'. We ain't stoppin' along the way for bathroom breaks." Kenny finished, turning around to go over to the baby. Rebecca was sitting up actually, surprisingly. Mike gave her the confederate coat that he had found back at the museum.
"Clementine." Jane called. She was sitting at the stairs. Clementine looked back, still feeling bad about what she said to Luke.
"Are we leaving?" Clementine asked.
"In a few hours, Kenny says. You do know that you don't have to go wherever Kenny says, right?" Jane asked. Clementine never thought about going a separate way then Kenny. She'd been with Kenny since the beginning. Him and Lee were good friends. Clem wasn't so sure how stable Kenny is anymore.
"Why would I?" Clementine responded.
"Because. You're not a kid anymore. Sorry to say it, Clem. You're parents aren't here, they can't make decisions for you. It's your own. You don't have to go to Wellington if you don't want to. Clementine thought about that for a few seconds. What if Clementine had actually decided to part ways with Kenny, how would he react? She didn't want to know, she had a thought that the baby was the only thing Kenny was worried about anymore.