[ 𝙶𝚘𝚕𝚍 & 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎 ] ~ 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚡 𝙾𝙲

XXIV - New Coke

Rylie stumbled slightly, holding onto her split bicep with one hand and keeping Eleven up against her with the other - helping the younger girl walk. She was focused, trying to find aisle ten where she knew the medical supplies were located. They'd need those, among other things, if they wanted to fix these wounds up before moving. 

"Okay, get her down." Nancy ordered, looking at Rylie pointedly. The blonde scoffed, softly lowering Eleven to the ground before sitting just beside her. She watched as Justin grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a box of gauze pads, putting them down beside the two on the ground. 

Justin knelt down, rolling Eleven's pant leg up. "Sorry kid." She whispered, noticing how badly Eleven had been wounded. 

"Oh, shit-" Max whispered, her eyes going wide. Eleven groaned, shutting her eyes tightly to not look at it.

"Woah- Woah- Hey, what are you doing?" Max questioned as Justin opened the white bottle. 

"Uhm. . .Cleaning it. . ?" Justin gave Max a look that said she thought the younger girl was stupid. 

No. First, we need to stop the bleeding, then clean, then disinfect, then bandage." She shook her head. 

"You learn that from Lulu?" Rylie smirked, chuckling softly. She seethed, ignoring the pain in her upper arm. Max responded with a nod. "Then she must be right. Lucy's like. . .really good at cleaning cuts."

Justin mumbled something under her breath, shaking her head and putting the open bottle down. "Okay. What do we do?" 

Max pressed a gauze pad onto Eleven's wound. "Mike, hold this." She said, showing him how to put the pressure on the injury. "Keep the pressure on it, nice and firm, okay? Do the same thing with Rylie's arm." She told Will. "We're gonna need water with soap." Justin, Nancy and Jonathan nodded, walking off a little. 

"I'll grab water bottles." Justin said. 

"Jonathan and I will grab soap then." Nancy nodded before all three of them disappeared, Justin going right while Nancy and Jonathan went left. 

Lucas unzipped his backpack, flipping it over and dumping the messy contents onto the ground. Max turned around, looking at the junk before glancing up at him. "Does any of this help?" 

"No." Max shook her head, giving Lucas the same look Justin had shot her when she said not to use the rubbing alcohol. "Go get me a washcloth and a bowl."

"A bowl?" Lucas questioned. 

"Lucas." 

"Go-" Will whispered, waving him off while holding the tight pressure on Rylie's arm. 

"Ok- Okay-" Lucas nodded. 

Eleven groaned in pain, her eyes still shut tight. 

Justin dropped a large package of individual water bottles down on the ground with a loud thud. "Hi." Eleven flinched.

"Hi." Rylie gave her a look of annoyance. She was used to Lucy being around, being jumpy with loud noises like that, just like how El had jumped. 

Mike glared before looking back at Eleven. "Does it hurt?"

"Uh, not bad."

"You're gonna have an awesome scar."

Justin sat down beside Rylie, taking the gauze on her arm from Will. "Why don't you go help Lucas or Max?" Justin said. Will gave a small nod before hopping to his feet and running off to Lucas.

"You'll look even more badass." Mike continued to tell Eleven.

"Bitchin'."

Rylie couldn't help but smile at that.