THE LAST OF US Part 3 Fanfic (EN)

1. Empty comeback

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Empty comeback

"Do you think there's a way back?"

"I don't know. It's... It's complicated."

"Don't say that, dude, I looked up to you. If it didn't work out with you, I dare it does with Julia and me."

"Don't be silly." He let out a short, melancholy laugh. "You guys are amazing. In my case, I had outside problems, you know."

"The thing with your brother, right? And how are you doing with it?"

"It's the usual, we can't stop." He leaned his elbows on the wall and sighed. "He always complained when I didn't work hard anyway."

"Is that why you're here watching the gate today?"

"For this too. Certain vigils soothe me. Help me get my mind back on track."

"Hey, Tommy! There's someone approaching" said the boy, pointing his gun.

"Strange, it's limping, coming straight at us..."

"Must be a runner, I'll put an end to it."

"Wait..." Tommy squinted. "Oh my God, Ellie!" Even limping, he ran down the stairs, nearly falling several times. Jackson echoed his screams. "Open the gates, quickly!"

A huddle of people rushed to the great wooden gate to open it.

"Come on, help her! Or will the cripple here have to do everything himself?!" he snapped, as a young man and a young woman ran to meet Ellie, lifting her onto their shoulders.

Her clothes were soaked with blood, her face was haggard and she had difficulty to walk. Her malnourished body was practically carried by the soldiers.

"Damn it, Ellie! You're a mess," said Tommy as he approached her.

"Have you looked in the mirror today, Tommy?" The voice was barely a whisper of her mouth.

"Your belly..." She put the hand, which immediately turned red.

"That fucking stitch again." One of her eyes was closed in pain.

"What happened to you? Ellie?! Hey, girl!" She didn't respond and her head was hanging to her body. "Damn it! Take her to the clinic now!"

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"She lost a lot of blood, and two fingers too. She is malnourished and..."