Allegiances: Chapter 4
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Series is rated M
Word Count: 2178
The group tries to recover in the wake of the previous night's revelation and the early morning's meeting.
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The ten of them gathered in the library the next morning. Shelves of mold ridden books lined the room. The group gathered at the center table, tension filling the air as Violet started the meeting.
“Okay. We all know why we’re here.” Dark circles hung under the pale girl’s eyes. It was clear that no sleep came to her last night.
“Marlon is a lying bastard and a murderer. Even if he didn’t kill Minnie and Sophie himself, he sent them away to be as good as dead.”
“He has to go.”
“You can’t really mean that, Vi.” Louis pleaded.
“He’ll die out there!”
“I don’t give a shit.” She slammed her fist against the desk.
“Sending him out there on his own is more of a mercy than he showed the twins. You can’t actually say you still trust him after what he did.”
“It could have been me, Lou.”
“I-I know, Vi, I know.” Louis bit down on his bottom lip. Clementine tried to read what his decision would be. Though the way he scrunched his face told her he wasn’t sure himself.
“It’s not like he wanted to give them up! We were cornered! Those bastards could have taken us all if they wanted!” Brody pleaded with the blonde, who showed no mercy.
“Bold talk from someone who’s on thin fucking ice herself.” She spat.
“Pretty curious he didn’t give you up, too. Any reason for that? Why would he risk keeping someone who might -and did- tell on him?”
Brody dug her nails into her arms.
“Do you think he regrets it?”
“Back off, Vi. You had your say.” Mitch chewed the nail on his thumb.
“Let’s just calm down for a second, everyone.” Ruby stepped in.
“We all say our piece, then we vote.”
“You know where I stand.” Violet stepped back.
“Tennesee.” Ruby spoke softly.
“Your vote probably counts the most. So, what do you think.”
All eyes were on the nervous child.
“I…” He began.
“I think Marlon should stay.”
“Tenn.”
“No, Vi. You don’t get it.” He looked at her.
“He didn’t do it to hurt them. It was a problem with no right answer. Marlon thought that he was at least saving somebody.”
Violet looked at him in shock.
“The fact that he lied about it was bad, but… he thought he was protecting us.”
“Marlon should have given himself up.” Clementine spoke up, directing the attention to her.
“That’s what a real leader would have done. Sophie and Minerva had family here they needed to come home to. They were the ones who needed to be protected the most.”
Tennessee fell silent for a moment.
“He stays, that's my vote.”
“Alright, Tenn.” Ruby said
“I also think Marlon should stay.” Tenn smiled at her.
“We all know he ain’t a bad person at heart, just… maybe he shouldn’t be callin’ the shots anymore.”
“I agree.” Aasim sided with Ruby.
“I’m tired of this Safe Zone thing cutting into our food supply.”
“I think so too.” Omar agreed.
“It would be nice getting to cook an actual meal for you guys instead of the scraps the hunting grounds produce. He stays, but he ain’t in charge.”
Mitch was the next to speak up.
“He tried to kill Brody and Clem. I don’t think we can trust him anymore. He goes.”
“I’m with Mitch.” was all Willy had to say.
Brody continued to hold her arms tightly crossed.
“Marlon should stay. I’ve made up my mind.” The look in her eyes caused no one to challenge her.
“I guess you’re up next, Clem.”
Clementine was actually conflicted on whether or not she wanted Marlon gone. The vote could still go either way. If they voted to cut him loose, tracking him through the woods would be easy enough assuming he doesn’t get himself killed before nightfall.
Their leader would be a nice contribution before I can get the rest.
It was a bit of a risk, but this mission would likely end in a standoff. The last thing they needed was another opponent. Maybe handing him over early would buy her and AJ some time.
“Marlon leaves.” Her vote bringing the score to 4:5.
The attention was drawn to Louis. He hadn’t officially voted yet, though it would be no surprise what he would choose. If for some reason he chose to kick him out, the tied vote would cause more issues.
“I… I…” Louis’ eyes fell on Clem.
“I’m sorry, Clementine.”
Why is he apologizing to me?
“He… He’s my best friend. He has to stay.” His shoulders fell in defeat as if he had just fought a battle within himself.
Figured.
“I guess that settles it then.” Violet went along begrudgingly.
“Marlon stays.”
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Even after given freedom, Marlon seemed to rather spend the day locked away in one of the empty dorm rooms. Now that Violet was deemed their new leader, she was busy looking over a map with Aasim, planning their next hunt with a new perimeter. The others tried to resume business as usual, but how could they when their community was just flipped on its head. People seemed to be keeping to themselves and their own emotions. A slight tension between opposing voters keeping everyone on their toes.
Clementine wandered the school aimlessly, mapping out the halls in the back of her mind as she tried not to get herself lost in the identical rows of classrooms. She felt like she had to be doing something, but no specific task could come to her. She supposed Violet would have something for her to do, but the emotional force that kept the others apart seemed to touch her as well. She walked for hours, exploring every graffiti-ridden room until the repetition bored her. Eventually, she managed to wander her way back to the music room.
The afternoon sun shone on the worn piano, left unattended to her mild disappointment. She wondered how Louis was handling this whole mess. His best friend was just revealed as a traitor, and now some of their friends were turning against him.
It’s not my problem.
Clem tried to convince herself, but she couldn't help thinking about it. She took a deep breath, giving in to her nervous habit again and scratching her fingers through her curls. She forced herself to back away from the room, entering the courtyard in search of a task to keep her mind away from things.
“Violet.” she spoke to the girl who seemed lost in thought, staring into the ashes of last night’s campfire.
“Vi?” The second time seemed to bring her back to earth.
“Uh, yeah. Sorry.” She stood from her seat.
“What’s up?”
“I wanted to know if there was anything you needed me to do.” She watched their frazzled newly-deemed leader scour over her map for any leftover tasks.
“Mitch and Aasim came back from their hunting trip a half hour ago. Ruby managed to convince Brody to go out and repair the fish traps with her, they’ve been back for a while… and you’re already scheduled for watch after dinner…” She shook the map in her hands as if the action might reveal something new.
“I guess there’s always perimeter but that's kinda dangerous and kinda pointless.”
“Are you alright?” The heavy fog that laid over the school seemed to cloud her head the most.
“Yeah. I… I’m okay.” She let out a heavy sigh.
“I just wanted to say thank you for this morning, for sticking by me.”
Violet drooped her head, her side-swept bangs concealing her eyes.
“To be honest I wasn’t sure if you were still here. No one’s seen you all day since the vote and with the decision… I was worried you might have taken off.” She folded the map back into her pocket.
The comment stung a little but she would never admit it.
“Sorry about that, I was just taking some time to think.” She kicked herself for being absent.
“I think we all just need time to think.” Violet let out a weak laugh.
“God, what’s happened here.”
Vi slumped back into her chair, Clementine taking a seat next to her.
“I can’t stop thinking about Marlon. What he did to Min and Soph. I don’t think I can ever forgive him.” An almost dazed smile crossed her face.
“But I keep imagining what it would have been like if they had come back that day, instead of him and Brody. They wouldn’t have lied about it. Minnie told me everything.”
Clementine listened in silence as Violet unburdened her heart to her.
“But then Louis’s best friend would be gone forever, not to mention Brody. God, I’ve been such a bitch to her.” Clementine could tell this was the overflow of a long time bottling up her troubles.
“Louis was there for me and Tennessee more than anyone else after they ‘died’. And I sat in that room, right in front of him, trying to convince the others that Marlon was better off dead than anywhere near here. Then, just, fuck. The shit I said to Brody. I can’t forgive her either but fuck, she didn’t deserve that.” Violet’s voice broke, her throat on the edge of a sob.
Clem opened her mouth but was unable to find any words.
“The king has fallen! Bow before your new queen!”
The words from that first card game the night she came here echoed in her head.
She wondered if they echoed in hers too.
“I’m sorry for laying that all on you. I just had to get it out, y’know?” She tried to shrug off her emotions.
“I’m good. I’m good.”
“It’s alright, we’re... friends, right?” The words fell easier off her tongue than she thought they would.
“Yeah, I guess we are.” She smiled
“Can you go see if Louis is okay? I don’t think we’re ready to talk to each other after this morning.”
“Where is he?” He wasn’t in the music room, nor was he anywhere in the school during her exploration.
“I think he’s still sitting outside of Marlon’s dorm.”
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Faint whispering could be heard through the empty hall as Clementine turned the corner. Louis sat with his legs crossed and his back leaning against one of the door’s aligning the walls. He didn’t notice her. Through the dreadlocks that hung over his face, Clem could discern the slight movement of his lips. As she got closer she could make out the details of a baseball game he was retelling.
“Louis?” He jumped at hearing his name, so lost in his story he hadn't heard her approach.
“Are you okay?”
“So you are still around. Violet was worried.” He dodged her question.
“I talked to Violet already.” She looked at the locked door behind him.
“Has he said anything?”
“Nothing other than basically telling me to fuck off a few times, but when have I ever done what I’m told? Right, Marlon?” He elbowed the door, eliciting no response.
His smile was forced and dropped as quickly as it appeared. He leaned his head back with a thump, looking away from Clem.
“He just needs time. Everyone does. I can’t lie, things are never going to go back to the way they were but that doesn’t mean it won't get better.” God, she was starting to sound like Louis herself.
“A sudden optimist, I guess my stunning demeanour rubbed off on you.” She kicked his leg lightly at that comment.
“Don’t push your luck.” His smile was sad but real this time.
“I’m sorry.” Her apology surprised him.
“I guess I got a little carried away this morning.”
“No. You have the right to speak your mind around here.” His eyes fell to the purple mark on her face.
“How’s your eye?”
She leaned against the wall but stayed on her feet.
“Better, it only stings if I touch it.”
“I’m fine.” She said slightly louder, hoping her voice would fall on the ears of the boy inside the dorm.
“So what do we do now?” His voice fell into his serious tone. She seemed to be hearing it a lot more lately.
“We push on. We fight on. We look forward, never back.” She quoted the words of a man who lived at the McCarroll ranch. The words of Ol’ Richard often ran on repeat inside her mind when the talons of her horrid memories threatened to slice her to shreds.
“Wise words.” He chuckled.
“Indeed they are.”
“I’m not leaving until he talks to me so you might as well go on.” His head drooped once more, dreads hiding the emotions on his face.
“I’ll talk to you later then, Louis.” She decided to leave him be. Her words from before reverberated inside her skull as she made her way towards the light outside.
We push on. We fight on. We look forward, never back.
We push on. We fight on. We look forward, never back.
We push on. We fight on. We look forward, never back.
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