Craving a bowman

Part 16

(in this part there isn't so much smutty stuff, but this part is important for the story)

We were heading back to Alexandria, long way to go still but getting closer to home. That it was, home. But our way stopped because there was fallen tree across the road. We tried to clear it out, chopping it into pieces. Suddenly walkers came from the bushes. We tried to get back to RV but my friend did stumble to the tree branches, did fall and hit me accidentally with axe in my thigh. I did fell down too and felt terrible pain in my other leg. Branches did cover me from the walkers and I saw how they got my friend. There was nothing that I could do to help. Because the walkers were eating, I started to drag myself to the RV, trying not draw their attention. I got to the car and opened the door slowly. When I tried to get up to get in the car, I realized that my legs was injured badly and I screamed because of the pain. Few walkers noticed that and started to come towards me. I tried to get in the RV and I made it before the walkers. I reached my hand to pull the door closed, when one walker staggered against the door and it slammed so that my hand did get crushed between the door and frame. More walkers dis come and packed in same place and my hand crushed more. When I finally managed to pull my hand out and door did close, I fell down unconscious.

When I did open my eyes next time, I was in bed. I didn't know the place. It was bleak but there was some furniture in the room that I was. Door opened and strange man came in with white coat. I tried to understand what was going and I tried to move. Pain did knock me out.
Next time it opened my eyes I saw that man again. "You are waking up, good. Stay still, you have injuries and unfortunately I don't have so much medicines that I could make all the pain away. I mean I have, we have, but it can't be used all at once. Here's some water, take a small sip." Man talked  to me giving water through straw. "Are you doctor? Where am I?" I asked. "Yes, I am a doctor. I go tell that you are awake and I'll be right back." I sighed and waited. Eventually doctor did came back with a few other men. First one of them was clearly their boss, I could see it from their body language. "Look at you! Sleeping beauty is awake finally! It was about god damn time." man said too cheerfully and loudly. "Where am I?" I asked again. "You are in sanctuary! You were rescued by the saviors. Ain't that sound fucking amazing?!" man smiled to me teeth showing. "That sounds... safe." I mumbled. "I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, how rude. I'm Negan. And you guys?" he said looking the others. "We are Negan!" they said at the same time. What a fuck was this? Some cult? Bossman chuckled. "We are all the same. But still my name is Negan. They have names too. There's Dwighty-boy, and there's good doctor Carson." Negan told smirking like a Cheshire Cat. Dwight had burned face, at least half of it, and clothes was hanging on him like in closet. Doctor looked boring as hell. Negan was handsome, charismatic. But there was something off about his behavior. "And this is Lucille." Negan lifted up the baseball bat that was on his hand. It had barb wire wrapped around it, but more confused I was about the fact that it had name.
They told me that some of Negan's men had check our RV in the road and found me. They had taken all the food and stuff we had found, and they had decided to take me to the doctor. I had been unconscious few days. My other leg was broken and other had deep wound that had stitches. My hand that was crushed by the door was broken also. Apparently I did hit my head somewhere when I passed out because of the pain and shock, and that's why I had been unconscious. And they were questioning me, who I was and did I have a camp or a community. We had agreed in Alexandria that we don't give that information to l people we might come across, to keep everyone in there safe. I told that all we had was that RV and my friend was eaten.

Negan told that everything costs something in sanctuary, in a way or another. And treating me was expensive, so I was in debt already. And because of my broken hand and leg I couldn't go to work and I needed to lay down for a while. So my debt was just growing. Negan said that he is thinking what we could do. I was so pissed about the situation but I couldn't help it, I couldn't walk, not even with the crutches because my hand was also broken. I didn't know that my friends from Alexandria had killed saviors and they were already in Negan's target.