The author's notes: Hi there, guys! I hope that you guys have a lovely day! I'm going to try a different style of writing! Please, tell me in the comments which one do you prefer.
PS: The top of the page is Luda May with Thomas!
Outside of the farmhouse with Hoyt and Thomas!
Hoyt Hewitt's first-person POV!
We have been walking for a few hours with Tommy. And, I'm already feeling damn tired! I'm getting too old for this habit, but I can't abandon my family! Our mama still needs me! Monty can't do shit for himself and, anything happens to Tommy, we're screwed!
I glance over to Tommy discretely. He doesn't appear injured.
"Sonny, are you hurt, anywhere?"
Thomas shakes his head violently.
"So, only your girlfriend got hurt?"
Thomas nods, looking angry and frustrated.
"Don't worry, sonny, we going to kill those bastards! You have my word."
I charge my old shotgun, ready to hunt those cowards.
Nobody makes my family cry and gets away with it!
I smirk evilly, witnessing Tommy awakening his chainsaw at the sight of a suspicious group of men lurked within our backyard!
Let the chase begin!
Following at Malika's residence!
Third-person POV!
Malika's body was filled with anguish! Essentially, her chest zone! This moment right here is true martyrdom!
She is practising quick gasps to avoid to cry like a child. So far, so good! It's been ages since her late encounter with those despicable souls!
So, she is yet surprised by her high immunity toward injury.
Malika: "I'm have gone soft since I escaped the sanitarium!"
Just thinking about it made her angrier. She let out a quiet yet, irritable "tsk" under my breath.
Malika: "Damn it, even my voice sounded like shit!"
She didn't have any proper liquids or food since the previous night!
She just couldn't stop herself! From recalling about the yummy supper of the past, making her belly rumble, loudly!
Suddenly, there a knock on the door.
Malika let out a faint "enter" with the best speech possible.
She just hears a muffled gasp sound, then, nothing ...
End of Third-person POV!
First-person POV! Luda May Hewitt!
I knock at the door, ready to help my future daughter-in-law with my abundant aid-kit! I heard a low "enter" as I open the door, calmy, to see my sweet Malika on the bed in a terrifying state! I couldn't help but gasp at the sight! My hands were pasted to my mouth to avoid to start sobbing as my eyes began to water.
The wound upon Malika's bosom had two holes!
Around the deep wounds, the skin looked like fried chicken skin.
Normally, I wouldn't even blink at the familiar sight of burned fresh.
But, this isn't a "guest"! This is my future daughter and girlfriend of my baby boy, Tommy!
I sat down on one of the cosy chairs, open, quietly, the aid-kit and pick the burning pack merchandise. I calmly read the instructions to help Malika to the best of my abilities. Then, I reach the part of "calling for the hospital." which makes me angry! There is not a clinic in this wilderness township! We hardly have an eatery.
I undress Malika quickly! Listening to low cries of pain as I apologize profoundly! She must be in horrendous pain right now!
"There, there, sweetheart, I'm here. I'm so sorry ..."
I put big sterilize lap pads above her injury. Plus, I put the blanket back on to avoid her to have a circulatory shock. She seems so pale, shivering like a lost puppy.
My hands tremble too hard as I gasp hers into a tight hold!
I try to reassure my future daughter's mind.
But when I open my mouth, no words get out. I try again with more determination!
"W-Who d-did this to you, sweetheart?"
Malika: L-Luda May ...
I hear her muffled voice. She needs to drink! I decided to give her a glass of water with a straw! Malika is so eager to drink it to the point that she nearly chokes!
"Easy there, sweetheart, you gonna throw up, otherwise."
Malika: T-Thank you ...
I check the little book about electrical accidents and read the following:
(Frequently change bandages that protect burned areas. As soon as they become visibly wet and dirty, replace them. Clean the area of burned skin using gloves, sterile compress, mild soapy product and water. Once this is done, dry the skin, apply an antibiotic cream (if the doctor has prescribed one), then cover the wound with a sterile, dry compress that should not adhere to the skin.)
"Looks like we're going to be here for a while, together, sweetheart. Don't worry, I will take good care of you."
I follow the instructions by the letter! By the end of the preparations, Malika is sleeping like a baby. I'm quite pleased!
I heard the phone on her night desk. I pick it up before it wakes Malika!
"Hello?"
Monty: Hella there, Luda May! I have something to tell ya!
"Then, do tell, quickly! I hardly got Malika to sleep with a strong pill!"
Monty: So, yeah, I search this fucker's pockets and found a card with "Clinical Experiences" on it! With a number, a location and shift hours!"
"Great, then! We have information! Expect till Hoyt comes back home to show him the card!"
There are shots in the background of the call, making Luda May worried!
Then a loud thud, followed by a "greeting" of Monty to Hoyt and Thomas on the other side of the line! I sigh of relief!
My boys are strong, but a mother always care for her children!
Monty: Worry not, they are back already! Hoyt is reading the card and, Thomas is moving the corpses!
"So, we have only the card to grasp on?"
There a second of silence before she overhears Hoyt and Monty scream at each other! Then, Hoyt is holding the line!
Hoyt: Worry not, ma, we have a survivor! Tommy and I are going to make him speak! By the way, Tommy is going to visit soon! See ya later, ma!
I end the call after saying goodbyes and walk outside of the room.
I march downstairs to make soup for Malika to eat.
This is going to be a long night!
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Fanfiction"A wanderer against her will, with no purpose other than to survive, hops from place to place like a wild rabbit. Tired and lonely from her never-ending journey, she moves forward without looking back. Her identity is lost, or perhaps forgotten, and...
