The Mini Badass

Chapter 13

Carl's shooter a man named Otis told us he has someone who can help. So that's where I'm running.

Otis told me to the first farm I found was it.

Shane and Rick and Carl are running behind me as well as Otis, but I know I could get there first.

"Help!" 

I do get there first.

"Help! I need help!" I shout as I approach the farm house. "Somebody please, help!"

The door swings open revealing a brunette girl. "Please." I sob, running up the porch steps.

"Sweetie who- what."

"Your man he shot my friend." I choke out, not being able to breathe.

"Honey take a deep breath." The brunette tells me, grasping onto my elbows. 

"My friend, he's been shot, Otis." I sob and the girls face pales. "He said Hershel could help him."

"Please he has to help him." I tell her before she screams for her dad.

A blonde girl comes out followed by an older man. "Maggie what-"

"Otis shot someone."

Her saying it aloud made me sob harder. "Please he's coming you need to help him."

The brunette pulls me into her as I cry. "Sweetie you need to breathe."

Just then Rick finally shows up carrying his unconscious son. "That's them." I tell the three who all turn to the two figures.

"Patricia I need my full kit." The older man shouts inside the house as Rick gets closer. "Beth, painkillers, coagulates, grab everything." He tells the blonde girl who runs inside.

"Help me, please help my boy!" Rick wails, finally reaching the front porch. Hershel directs him inside still shouting orders at his family.  "Clean towels, sheets, alcohol."  

Hershel leads Rick into a bedroom, removing the comforter before Rick lays him down. "Pillowcase."

"Is he alive?" Rick asks stepping back.

"Pillowcase, quick." Hershel orders, ignoring Rick's pervious question.

Rick leans forwards, taking a pillow and removing it's case. "Is he alive?" Rick asks again holding out the pillowcase.

"Fold it, make a pad." Hershel instructs while the other members all set up things. "Put pressure on the wound."

Rick does just that as I finally find my breath. I put my hand over my mouth as Hershel put something to Carl's chest.

"I've got a heartbeat." 

I let out a puff of air, putting my hands on my stomach.

"It's faint." Hershel says and my stomach drops.

"I've got it step back." An older blonde says, taking the pillowcase from Rick. "Beth, IV." Hershel orders and the blonde girl steps forwards.

"Your name?" Hershel asks Rick who can't find the words to answer. 

"He's Rick, I'm Ainsley." I tell the family, my voice still shaking. "That's Carl."

"Rick, we're going to do everything we can but you've got to give us some room." Hershel tells the distraught man who doesn't move.

"Rick." I sob out and the man turns his gaze away from his son.

Rick leaves the room completely but I stay near the door way watching my still friend. 

"Here, come with me." The brunette says, hovering her hand over my back and leading me into a kitchen. 

She pulls a chair out from the table, motioning for me to sit down. I do, staring at the table in front of me.