LONE

Trashwang

Don't give a fuck about these hoes

"If it stays on any longer, you'll probably die." Ruby sighs. "We ain't got enough disinfectant to calm the infection down, so it's either death, or the arm comes off." Lamar looks down at his arm in the sling. It was hot, itchy and felt like a thousand knives stabbing him every time he moved. He groans. "Fine. Let's do it."

The most blood curdling scream rang out throughout the school. "What the hell is going on?!" Violet and Louis return from taking AJ and Clem to the end of the school. Isaiah is pacing back a forth, anxiously. "Ruby's amputating Lamar's arm. It's not looking good."
When Ruby broke the news, she made sure that Isaiah and Lamar knew it was a risky procedure, but gave him a better chance of survival.
"If I die, bury me next to Erin." Lamar said to him in their dorm. "Okay, dude." Isaiah nodded back at him. "And make sure my grave is super awesome, like...decorate all the graves, actually. Put all your Mexican blood into it." Isaiah laughs in response to the request. "Can do."

"Amputation?" Louis sounds surprised, attempting to catch his breath. "Yup."
"We saw raiders, in the forest. Clem told us to run, so we did." Violet pants. As Violet begins to explain, Ruby leaves the school, approaching the group. "He's alive, but he lost a lot of blood." Isaiah runs into the school, bursting into the dorm. Lamar is passed out in bed, with a blood soaked bandage covering where his arm previously was. "Fuck..." Isaiah looks at him. He isn't in good shape.

As the evening approaches, Lamar has been drifting in and out of consciousness. Everyone is feeling intense with the news of raiders, and the awkward feelings towards one another, due to the fallout from Marlon and Brody's deaths. Isaiah hasn't worn his eye gauze since that night. The hole in his head is still healing, despite the fact that he lost his eye a year ago.

Isaiah is decorating the graves in the graveyard. It gives him something to do, and slightly take his mind off his friends. He debates with himself if he made the right call, on if voting for Clem and AJ to leave was a good idea. Lamar voted them to stay, but in Isaiah's mind, it was too dangerous. Mitch pulled a knife out on Clem, that was enough for him to consider it safer on the outside for them both. That doesn't mean he doesn't feel guilty, though. He feels really bad about making them leave. He misses them.