Clementine:
Tears gathered in the corners of my eyes and my heart pounded in my chest.
"What the heck do you mean by 'he's no more'?" I grabbed his collar and my bag dropped to the floor.
"It was too late for the lurker to take him to get the antidote," he snapped, looking offended that I was even asking.
"You fucking asshole." I grabbed him, turned him toward the wall, and started shaking him.I was ready to punch him when he began to laugh.
"He's fine, he's fine," he said.
As he spoke and my hands loosened on his jacket, he grabbed my arm and turned me around.
Before he could say another word, a group of lurkers hurried toward us.
I let him go, thinking they would break this up and call us out for causing violence again.
That was not what happened.
One of the lurkers stunned him right in front of me.
I gasped and turned away.
Usually I would have fought the lurkers if it had been Ian, but I wouldn't do it for anyone else anymore.
