Candy Paint--a Willy's Wonderland FanFic

Chapter 13

No wifi, so lots of time to get caught up on writing :,D 

this chapter is a really long one...sorry lol

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"Hold still, Vic, this might sting just a little bit," The nurse spoke, grasping my arm firmly. I held my eyes shut. I had waited for at least an hour in the waiting lobby, despite the fact there wasn't anyone else there. The nurse, who I didn't recognize, was quick to point out my raggled state. Her hands weren't very steady, and so her needle kept stabbing the open skin.

"Could you be any more rough?" I grunted, wincing in pain. Luke and Sheriff Lund were still in the waiting room, fortunately.

"You keep flinching," The nurse responded, quickly reinserting the needle though my skin. I could feel the thread sliding through my arm uncomfortably. The room I was in had an uncomfortable lion sticker on the wall staring me down, upon other miscellaneous doctor equipment items. A large poster of the human anatomy hung loosely on the wooden door. It was a good thing the nurse had a headlight, because I knew very well she would've been as blind as a bat using the dim LEDs.

I grunted loudly, feeling the string tighten against my skin.

"Done," She spoke, removing her facemask with her gloved hand. I opened my eyes slowly, rotating my wrist. While she had done a terrible job, it wasn't like I could complain. The last thing I needed was an infection, and she had managed to sloppily close up the wound. I escorted myself back to the lobby, not wanting to speak to the nurse anymore.

"Looks a little better," Lund spoke, raising my arm.

"It hurts," I replied, lowering it forcefully.

The drive to the police station was quiet. I wanted to change clothes, as I was still wearing what was left of my Willy's Wonderland uniform. The sky hadn't cleared up in the least, but I'd be fine if it rained. Lund's eyes kept glancing back to me through her rearview mirror, and each time I would awkwardly make eye contact.

"Everything okay, Vic?" She finally asked.

"Why are you guys being so awkward around me all of the sudden?" I asked.

"We're just curious, that's all. You're the first person to make it out of Willy's alive, and stick around to talk about it," Lund shrugged.

"Y'all are bein' nice. I don't like it," I replied. Lund scoffed.

"Nice, Vic? We've always been nice to you, it's that snarky teen attitude that clouds you up and gives you the idea we're bein' pricks," She barked. There's the Sheriff I know.

"Yeah," I smiled.

Once we pulled up to the police station, I saw Jed outside sitting with Luke on the porch.

"What are you doin' down here," Lund called to him, turning off the engine. I got out of the car, stretching my legs. "And why is Luke still here?"

"I just came down to offer Vic her baby back," Jed spoke, motioning towards the Mustang. I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "Luke wanted in on the drive,"

"How'd you manage to pull that off?" I asked, catching the keys Jed tossed to me.

"I think your Dad is drunk, but I told him I was gonna take it to let Vic borrow to get her bearings so she can leave," Jed explained.

"I'm surprised, thank you," I laughed.

"Eh, it's the least I can do for you. You're like a granddaughter to me," Jed replied, "Or a daughter, but I think I'm old enough to be a distant relative-"