Clementine:
"Ian, what are you saying?" I blurted, glaring at him for waking me from a beautiful sleep and asking for a conversation when all he wanted was a sex. He stared at my face with no emotion before a smirk crept onto his lips.
"You’re so dramatic," he muttered, rolling his eyes. "Come on, where is this place? We need to talk about this stuff."
It was his subtle way of letting me know he was joking about wanting sex from me. I took a deep breath, relieved, then pointed in the direction where the others and I always went.
The weather was bad. In a moment it turned stormy. The wind was cold, but at least it was fresh, not blowing dust into our eyes.
We reached the spot and I pointed to the ground. He stared at it for a few seconds, then turned to me.
"Is this where he didn’t try to toss you over?" He extended his arm toward the barbed wires.
I only gave him a nod. I never knew why he brought up the harsh past or my experiences with the other squad, but it always felt intentional. Maybe he wanted me to remember how they treated me. But he forgot that he was also one of them who treated me badly.
"Okay, what was it?" I asked, sitting down on the ground.
He looked around with a grimace before finally giving up and lowering himself beside me. I guessed he had been searching for a chair or a bench.
Once he sat down, he slammed the notebook he had carried between us. He opened it and flipped through a few pages in silence while I looked around awkwardly.
"What is it?" I asked.
When he finally finished with the book, he said, "Did you notice some stuff about the north?"
Creeps ran up and down my spine hearing the mention of North.
"Depends on what you mean," I replied, giving him a quick look so he’d also check around and make sure no lurkers were listening to us talk about the north and the ringleaders’ shadiness.
"You go first," he said, leaning back on his hands as his body rested against the grass.
"How did the ringleaders know what was going on inside the train?" I asked.


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