𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝...

Chapter Fourteen

 After it went dark out, James went to the watchtowers and I went into the bunker to observe from the surveillance cameras. No one is taking shift except for few of the boys and its up to their mood for the last those three horrible weeks. It was like everyone is mad at someone. The tension in the farm was to the roof, and Vetone is not helping with his snarky comments about how our camp isn't organized enough.

I decided to start counting how many boxes of ammo we have. In the middle of my counting I heard a car hurriedly stop by my garage. No car supposed to be parked here!. Then I heard James and Matthew's voices, calling out for me. They seemed off so I went upstairs rushing. I saw James and Matthew by the garage door with Alexander in between them, he seems like he's trying to leave but they are forcing him to stay. "What's going on?" I asked out of breath and confused. "There has been a fight, Alex is hurt and you got all the first aids and medicine" Matthew spoke. My heart sand to my stomach hearing that Alexander is hurt. I looked at him and he was covering his upper left arm biceps. "Shit! James lead him to my new bathroom over there" I spoke and James left with Alex. I turned to Matthew, "what happened?" I was mad. "Vetone's men were pissing Alex off. Saying all type of pitty shit acting like he's not there and when I went to check some pharmacy Alex jumped them alone against four men. The fight wasn't fair but he handled it until one of them pulled a knife on him. He was going to stab him by the chest or abdomen if it wasn't for me rushing to see what's going on but he eventually stabbed him in the arm" Matthew said. "Is it deep? Do you need me to call Vetone's doctor?" I asked worridly. "No no he just need antibiotics and cleaning the puncture wound and a couple of stitches on his face I think... the knife was a small pocket knife don't worry" Matt stated and I was relieved. "Okay I'll go to him but I want you to bring me Vetone as soon as I'm finished, Imma kill that bastard" I hissed as I got out the workshop and went to the new bathroom next to it.

I told James to leave since it was a small bathroom. It was me and wounded Alexander.

"Sit on the toilet" I told him and he sat without a word. I took everything I need and lay it down on the counter of the sink. Alexander was wearing a black compression shirt. As I cleaned my hands and wore the gloves I looked at him and motioned him to take of his shirt and so he did.

I forgot what his body looks like...My Goodness!

I checked his whole body before I focused on the major wound on his bicep. Thankfully he just needs a cleaning and antibiotics on the stab wound and a couple of stitches and an ice pack on his face from all the punches he took. I took a clean cloth and started to apply gentle pressure on the stab wound to stop the bleeding and to check if the bleeding would stop or if we'd have to go to Vetone's doctor. As I applied pressure with one hand I moved my arm to his face to check how many stitches do I need there. It was only three stitches needed on his face right above his eyebrow. "I need you to put your arm up on my shoulder so it would be above your heart to reduce blood loss" I stated and he put his left arm on my shoulder and I kept pressuring it. After 10 minutes in that position and with gentle pressure I removed the cloth and the bleeding stopped thankfully. I lowered his arms and grabbed the polysporin antibiotic cream.

I avoided eye contact with Alexander at all costs, but I could still feel his gaze on me and that made me nervous as hell. "I need to rinse your wound," I told him and he nodded standing up and going to the sink. It was a small ass bathroom that fits only one person and I built it for my use only. So we were squished together when both of us were standing. Alexander put his arms under the sink and I let the water cleanse his wound, then I took a washcloth and scrubbed the wound ever so gently to get any dirt out. "You couldn't build a bigger bathroom?" Alexander joked as he sat back down on the toilet. "It was supposed to be only me using it" I replied as I dried his arm. He nodded and stared at me while I was applying a thin layer of the antibiotic. I turned to look for the bandage and Alexander gave it to me. "Stop staring Alex" I quietly spoke. "Can't help it" he smirked. I rolled my eyes as I secured the bandage. "Does it feel tight?" I asked finally looking at him. He shook his head licking his bottom lip. "Now on to your face... it gonna hurt" I warned. "Not as much as my arm did" he replied, and as I was bringing my stitching kit I turned to him. "Why didn't you tell me it hurts?" I asked. "I didn't think you'd care" he spoke and I raised my eyebrows, "what? Of course I wou-" I stopped because I saw a smirk on his face. "You are an asshole" I stated. "Just kidding, it didn't hurt hurt! It was more of a stingy feeling" He said. I sighed and opened my stitching kit.