Sing Clementine (One Shot)
Imagine Clementine sing for Kenny when he is about to die:
Clementine tries to grab Kenny's hand, but her hands are shaking like crazy, and her vision is blurred because of all the tears. She finds his hand firmly on his own stomach and grabs it and holds it tightly into herself. It is cold, and she can see the veins protrude far out from the skin, which is now only very gray and dull. Sometimes some tears even falls on it. She don't know if it's her's or God's, because she can't feel her own face from the cold.
She inhales a deep, long breath before she tries to speak again, but her breath gets stuck in her throat, and she just sits there and thinks about nothing. Only listening to the howling wind outside the little garage that someone probably owned some years ago, and the voices that speaks to her.
She don't know if they are there, but she will probably find out if she's crazy or not when he has gone to heaven. He was going to heaven. If not, God must have mistaken the old man for something that is not good. Kenny was a good man.
She moves gently on his cap, so she can look at his face, and his eye that once up on a time was there. He did it for her. He took the radio, so she wouldn't get into trouble. Instead she got him into trouble. It almost killed him.
She almost killed him.
But not today. Today something else killed him. She knows and will always know that he was broke inside, that he would never be the same again, even if Katja and Duck would have made it. She knows that every human being in this world is being killed a little bit every day. It would never turn out fine. But it wasn't a walker that killed him. It wasn't a hunter. It wasn't Clementine, no. Not today.
It was himself.
He always said he would look after her. Take care of her if something happend. Instead she is taking care of him. She don't want him to die. But she guesses that he wasn't strong enough. She never was. She couldn't even deliver Rebecca's baby. Luke and Nick never showed up, and Sarah...
She killed herself to.
They found her wrecked in a basement after hearing a girly cry, and since Clementine showed her how to shot a gun, she now has a bad conscience bearing on her shoulders. But it's not the first time.
Clementine puts her hand right over Kenny's mouth to check if he is still breathing. Just then, he moves a little bit. Her breath gets stuck in her throat again, but this time she manage to speak.
''You're alive.'' Her voice hasn't been used in many hours, and it barely seems like she can talk.
He opens his one eye and gives her a little cough. ''Hey darlin', you alright?''
It didn't sound like a question, more like he just found an answer to himself. But Clementine wasn't ok. She was broken, and he knew it. The tears tries to get out of her eyes. So she gives Kenny's hand a little squeeze before letting go.
''Why?'' She looks him straight in the eye. His one and only eye at that moment, is full of answers, but he just won't tell. ''There's somethin' great about lettin' go, Clementine.''
Clementine's rage is raising inside and she can't help but to punch the broken and bruised man in the shoulder.
''You are selfish, Kenny! That's what you are!''
She does it over and over again till the man grabs her hands and she falls down right in his chest. Angry tears falls down on the fabric of his shirt. They don't exchange words in a long time. But this time Kenny speaks up.
''Sing a song to me.'' His voice is calm and her heart acts up. It's probably not long until she is alone. She sits up beside him and starts humming on a song, but gets frustrated when she don't remember a single song. She lets out a little scream.
''I don't know no song!'' She puts her face in her hands and kicks with her feet in the air. When she can't get the bad energy out, she sits down, still, and tries to stay calm and control her own breathing. Kenny does nothing but watch her and takes a hold of her hand. ''Speak from your heart.'' Kenny tells her. She holds his hand tightly to herself again, and starts singing a low tune.
''Cold outside,''
''Climbing all these mountains,''
''It's only you..and me,'' She stops for a moment and inhales a quick breath.
''Hard to know,''
''If you are here beside me,''
''If it's you, or...'' She turns her head to Kenny, but..
''...Lee.'' ..he is already gone.
Clementine pulls her knees up to her chest and starts crying silently. The only thing she can hear outside is the.. things. If they get her, she won't be afraid.
Comments
The feels...THE FEELS!
This was actually really good. Almost made me tear up a little bit. The part that really hit me was how Clementine didn't remember a single song. Goddamn sad.
Damn that's sad that Sarah shot herself because Clem taught her how to.
I kinda want to here clem hum a song or something... I bet her singing would be very pretty!
For those who want to know, Clem's voice actress played another Telltale character who is a singer. If Clem "will" sing, I can imagine this song:
While the idea is nice... I don't want my Clem to sing. That would feel really out of character.
you name is the same name of chandler riggs brother.
WOW! she knows how to sing ! but she would have to make her singing for clem a different pitch. I think clems is more deeper and mellower than this.
Going to kill the mood here, but I saw "sing clementine" and replaced used simply said "Clementine" to the rhythm of the Ricolla commercials...
Though to give a less sarcastic answer;
In my mind I imagined you writing that out in basically one go. Not in the disparaging sence, I just mean you got into the flow. I'm trying to write something and I'm totally at an impass. For the past few months, I've only been able to squeeze out a paragraph here and there, and I'm reminiscing on when the words just took you and your fingers followed...
Nice story! It makes me think a little of this sad comic I saw on tumblr.
http://jaemk2.tumblr.com/post/79722217148/a-little-comic-i-made-based-on-this-post-au-where
I know that feel; writer's block is a total bitch.
I've published maybe two pieces of good writing in the last year and neither of them were fiction.
Yeah, I did. Took me about 1 hour
I'm happy you liked it guys. Didn't think people would like it. because I'm from norway, and I'm only 14 years old
THE FEELS. I CANT HANDLE ALL OF THESE FEELS
BAM, TAKE THAT!
Calm down, Satan.
Age doesn't matter that much. Raging_Blades writes a damn good fanfic and he's 13, I think.
Is this story on fanfiction.net?
If not, then it should be!
Mom's spaghetti.
I can put it out there just give me a moment
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10436335/1/Sing-Clementine
omg, it took me long. but here you og
How long will we continue like that? x)
This worries me, then my You tube video will get flagged for copyright infraction and i would have to cut it out.
FOREVER
Excuse me while I favourite it.
If you get an email about TWDGamerKenny'sBro, then that's me.
Lik if u cri evritym
got it
BRACE YOURSELF, FEELS ARE COMING!
Ok, I'm going to sleep now x)
Accept me as the Gifs master!
;_; Why must you make me have feels?!