Part 12-A dark place

Clementine POV I've been stuck at this hell of a place for two weeks now. All they do is give me pain. Every night Abel comes into my room and 'hurts' me. I honestly wish they would just kill me already. I found a pair of scissors while working. Sometimes I bring those scissors into my room at night and slice my skin. I know I shouldn't but it just gets rid of all the pain and torment. I wonder what Louis is gonna think when he sees my scars. I hope he doesn't notice at least for awhile. I don't want him worrying about me. I miss Lee and my parents. I can remember running home in first grade and bursting through the door with my report card. I had a big smile plastered all over my face. They wrapped me in an embrace and told me how proud they were of me. I wish they could hug me and tell me everything's gonna be ok. I wish they were here. I wish Lee was here too. No matter what he was there for me. No matter what. He gave up his life with me. I felt a sudden wave of guilt rush over me. How could I try to end my life when others have died for me to be where I am right now? I have to be strong,for Lee. Past-Meeting Lee "Mom?",I walked outside the sliding glass doors. "D-Dad?" Where are my parents? My dad told me that he was doing to get the grill ready to make hamburgers in celebration of my 8th birthday. My mom went to get some paperwork from the car. They haven't come back since. Suddenly my dad jumped out from the shed. "Daddy!" No,no,no. This isn't my dad. His eyes were as white as milk and a big chunk of skin was missing from his forehead. Blood red as wine tripped down his face and onto his clothes. He...growled? "Dad?!" I'm beyond confused. Maybe it's just makeup...like Halloween makeup? It has to be...right? He lunged at me which caused me to run. I ran into the house and slammed the glass door behind me. This has to be some funny prank. There was probably left over Halloween makeup in the shed and he's probably just playing some funny,harmless prank. I ran up into my room and hid in my closet. I expected my father to come barging into the closet tickling me but that never happened. I expected a big bear hug but that never happened. I expected my mom and dad to shower me with hugs and kisses but that never happened. I heard a grunt coming from downstairs. "Dad?",I cried. No response. Then I heard a wet and mushy sound. "Mommy?" Still no response. I slowly walked down the stairs. "Mommy?" I gasped. There was my father and mother on the ground,not breathing. Their heads had red mushy stuff coming out from it. A man with a blue shirt and a hammer covered in blood stood by them. He had blood all over his clothes and the hammer. No,no,no. My parents can't be dead. It's all makeup... "Honey?" The man ran towards me and crouched down to my level. "What's your name?" I didn't respond. "Your parents...they uh they weren't thinking right. They uh their in a better place." "Clementine,my names Clementine.",I spoke up. "Well Clementine I'm Lee. I'm gonna be your...babysitter for awhile." "What happened to my parents?" "They uh...they weren't thinking right because they were uh....sick." "What did you do to them?" "Honey,you have to trust me. They got sick. Just come with me and we'll find your.......uncle." So,I went with Lee. I thought he was a bad man but I was beyond wrong. He protected me...no matter what. He died for me. Present~Louis POV I-I didn't know. I didn't know this is what she meant when she was gonna take care of it. I could've stopped this. It's all my fault. I really could've stopped this,all of it. I sat on the piano bench trying to get my mind off things. I brushed my fingers over the keys, trying to play a simple tune. After a few minutes of trying to play I just gave up. I looked down at the floor and ran my hands through my dreads. She'll be fine. I can't get my mind off of her. What if they hurt her? What if she's.......never mind. I'm going to find and save her no matter what. She's my world and no one can take her away. No one. I'm going to the delta. I'm gonna save her. Clem POV "Don't fucking touch me!",I yelled. Abel stood above me with a belt in his hands. I punched him several times so now I have to get 'punishment'. He hit me with the belt until red blood started dripping down my face. I got up and ran for the door. He grabbed my leg,causing me to fall. He threw me onto the bed. He walked towards me with the belt in this hands and began hitting me. The belt thrashing against my skin caused more blood to drip down my face. "Please...stop!",I begged. He simply ignored me and continued to hit me. He left the room after awhile. I traced my fingers over my left eye. I can't see a thing out of it and it hurts like hell. I traced the little bumps and felt the warm red liquid all over it. I traced my fingers around my face some more. Blood covered my entire face which left blood all over my fingers. I currently only have vision coming from the right eye. What did he do to me? "Abel!",a women with black hair tied into a tight ponytail walker in the door. "You went too far!",she rushed to my side and traced her fingers over the gashes. She lifted me into her arms,carrying me bridal style. She led me into a room with a white bed, a blue counter with syringes and meditation on it, and a black stool sitting next to the bed. She laid me on the bed and walked over to the counter. I noticed a black pair of scissors sitting on top of the counter. Those were the scissors that I used to cut my arm. I wonder how they got ahold of them. She wore a short white dress with a red cross on it. I'm assuming she's a nurse. She injected some sort of liquid into the syringe and walked over to me. She sat down on the stool and brought the syringe closer to my next. I have no energy to fight this so I let her inject the liquid into my neck. I started growing more tired by the second until I passed out. I woke up to see the nurse sitting at the counter working on some sort of paper work. I brushed my hand against my face and felt a black piece of cloth over my left eye. "Your wake!" She rushed over to my side with a mirror in her hand. She continued,"We couldn't quite save your eye.." She handed me the mirror. I lifted it up to my face just enough to see my reflection. There I was. An eye patch covering my eye and a giant scar going across my face. I had small gashes covering the rest of my face. I handed her back the mirror and glanced at my arms. Scars went up and down both arms. I gasped. I-I did that..? "I know your angry.",she spoke up. No shit,Sherlock. I stayed quiet and waited for her to continue. "Your not the only one being imprisoned here. I am too." She lifted up her dress a tiny bit to reveal a series of scar on her thighs. "Just get to the point.",I said angered. She took a deep breath and looked me in the eye. "Would you like to escape with me?" Why would she want to help me? I mean it could be a good idea. I would do almost anything to escape this place. I nodded my head in agreement and she gave me a reassuring smile. I threw my legs across the bed and got up to my feet. She grabbed me by the shoulders and placed me back on the bed. "You should probably rest,you lost a lot of blood." "I'm fine,really." "Well,if your gonna go then take these with you. I'll see your later." She handed me the pair of scissors that sat on the counter. The scissors I used to cut myself. I walked out of the infirmary,ready to escape this hell.

A/N:Hm. I don't really know what I think of this chapter. I already know what I'm doing with the raiders and all. I didn't proof read this so if I have spelling errors/bad grammar just ignore it. Word count:1,538