The Bleeding Scar [TWD]

Chapter 20: Words Like Knives

If anyone had told Stefan that Rick would trust him the safety of the group, he would've laughed at their face. Don't get him wrong, it wasn't that he believed Rick didn't trust him, it was just that he had people in this group that he knew longer and they were closer.

However, when Rick told him to watch after the group while the smaller group he had assembled would be gone, he didn't argue. The Dixon man could've suggested Shane or Saphira to stay behind but after taking a look at the sheriff's desperate eyes, he agreed.

In those thirty minutes that he was responsible for the group, he realised the weight that Rick was carrying. T-dog was badly injured, Carol was still staring at the trees waiting for the group that would hopefully bring her daughter back while Andrea was pissed of at Dale for saving her at CDC. And the thing is that there was nothing that Stefan could do to fix any of this issues..

Even though he didn't have any particular medical knowledge, he decided that he couldn't leave T-dog to bleed out. So, he recalled the times his kids got injured and treated T-dog's arm the same way he would treat a cut on his children's knees..

"Jesus man.. How did that happen?" The blonde man asked as he carefully examined the wound. It was deep and Stefan after a few seconds moved his glance away, knowing that if he didn't he would've passed out. He didn't have a problem with needles and killing walkers but the moment he saw a deep wound on a human body, it felt like his lungs had been ripped out of his chest..

"I cut myself with a piece of metal when the walkers were passing." T-dog answered through gritted teeth as the pain, instead of easing with every minute passing, it was getting stronger..

"Here.. And I hope Saphira won't kill me for getting her stuff without her permission." Thomas said handing to his father the first aid kit he took from Saphira's car.

"She's not crazy. If we tell her the reason, she'll understand." Amelia sighed and rolled her eyes at her brother's comment. She loved her brother with all of her heart but sometimes she couldn't stand his stupidity. Saphira was a very logical woman and if they explained to her what happened she wouldn't have an issue with them taking her stuff. In fact, she would've had an issue if they left T-dog to bleed out just because she wasn't there to give them her permission..

"Oh yeah? And why didn't you go to take the first aid kit?" The boy asked raising his eyebrows. Under any other circumstances, he wouldn't have minded borrowing Saphira's stuff. But he knew that even if they came back with Sophia she would still be at bad mood and he knew better than face an angry Saphira..

"Because dad asked you to go?" The girl asked back but before Thomas could reply, Stefan's warning tone was heard..

"Guys.." That's all it took. One word and both of the children's mouths got sealed.

"Do you have any idea what to do man?" The dark skinned man questioned as he noticed the expression on Stefan's face. The blonde man had opened the first aid kit and was staring at it like it was a creature with two heads and five feet. It had so many things in there and most of them were unknown to Stefan. You could find things as basic as plasters and as specific as eye drops. There were at least three different kind of scissors and many spay bottles with unreadable names. After a few seconds of searching through gloves and painkillers, he finally found the bandages and the medical tape.

"Uhm, yeah?" Stefan replied sounding anything but certain. He examined the wound once more and a dilemma formed in his mind. Should he wipe the wound with alcohol or just wrap it up with a bandage? If it was a simple cut, he would've wiped it first with alcohol but now it was really deep.

Not wanting to take chances of doing something wrong, he wrapped the wound with a white bandage and sealed it in place with the medical tape.

"Thanks" T-dog muttered and before Stefan could put everything back to their place, a rustling sound came from the trees making the blonde man leave everything as it was and grab the gun from the waistband of his pants.