A young 15 year old girl finds herself caring for a 14 immune girl and has to try her hardest not to fall.
Oh and it's mature for a reason
The last of us hbo
Started February 9, 2023
Ended ?
Major warning dose have some sensitive topics
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"Ellie?" Wendy says loudly. Her whole day just got a lot better. The events from earlier in the day left her mind. The brunette eyes flutter open her head falling to her chest. Her mouth shuts. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. Wendy smiles widely. Ellie stares back at her trying to regain her mind. A smile creeps up on her face once she realizes who it is. She wore her nurse uniform. She couldn't see her very clearly. Her vision was still cloudy from sleep. "Fuck yeah I'm not going to be completely tortured." She says. Ellie puts a hand on her forehead. Sticking her tongue out of the side of her mouth. "So tell me doc am I going to live?" Ellie pokes fun. Getting a better look at her face Ellie grows more conserved "Better question are you going to make it doc?" the young girl was spattered in blood. Not only that but heavily bruised. Wendy blew air out of her mouth. Looking into Ellie's eyes.
"I don't know did you get another gash that just misses your eye by less than an inch that I need to show up? And I'm fine I just had a long day." Wendy smiled at the girl before exiting the room. "Wait you know each other?" Joel yelled mainly at his daughter. He was mainly still trying to make sense of the context. He followed her into the same hallway. Wendy walked out of her room now in a small pair of shorts and she was pulling a shirt over her head. Ellie held her breath. Walking into the kitchen hunching over the sink Turing it on and scrubbed her face clean. When looking back up the front pieces of her hair were wet. Using her shirt to dry her face while also reaching to grab a pack of rations. Wendy opened the bag taking a smell of it. Once she decided it was safe she Took a handful. "Yeah, I saved her fucking life," Wendy says a mouth full of beef jerky. Gagging handing the bag back to her father. "This is fucking nasty." Making Ellie laugh.
"elaborate, please." Her dad asks. His hand planted on his hip. The epic mom poses that children were taught to be scared of. Wendy chuckled at his movement. "See the scar on her forehead?" She said pointing "Who got hired to fix her up? Me. Speak of so." Wendy went Walking up to Ellie putting a gentle hand on her face mover her face to get a better view. Her cold hand touched Ellie's warm skin. Her blue eyes scanned Burnett's beautiful face. Looking for any nicks or bruises. Finding a small scratch on her forehead. Probably from getting thrown into a wall earlier. Frowning wendy walked over to her room. Pulling a bag to the couch grabbing disinfectant before walking to Ellie. The one perk of being a nurse is that you get lots of medical supplies including treatments and bandages.
"When they had me check up on her every other day for a while. It looks like it held up pretty well." Whipping Ellie's scratch with the disinfectant. "How'd you get this one?" Referring to the gash she was cleaning.
"Oh um I think hitting my head against a wall," Ellie said looking up at her blue eyes. Wendy gives a disapproving look finishing cleaning her scratch. "Be more careful." Once done she Taps her cheek and walks away. Ellie felt her cheeks heat up from her touch. Ellie did think that this blond was the cutest girl she has ever seen. The way she smiled made Ellie's hands sweat she was so pretty as well. She also cared for anyone.
