Daisuke tried to explain the whole story about how the ship crashed, but it was hard to follow. So Jimmy pushed him aside and told his side of the story (which isn't necessary because l already know the context).
Jimmy's story was clear unlike Daisuke, but it was a lie. He explains that Captain Curly was the one who crashed the ship and he made Curly look like he was the villain.
We were inside in what may seem a living room, though the kitchen was nearby and below the stairs was a large TV screen so I can't tell if this is still considered a living room.
Anya sat uncomfortably beside me on the couch. Jimmy gave him a look, "What's wrong?"
Anya shook her head, "Nothing, I'm just not feeling well"
"We all do. Don't push yourself too hard" Jimmy answered, "For now, we gotta think of a plan to preserve our food and use it efficiently"
Knowing the whole thing between Jimmy and Anya, I felt a knot in my stomach. Jimmy is scary, very scary. I did say I wanna save them from their destined tragedy, but then came face to face with the threat-my legs became spaghetti.
Jimmy is not something to be underestimated.
"For how long have I been in a coma?" I said.
"Months? You're ahead of your time, are you?" Daisuke joked, "It's been half a week or so. I mean, it's not that shocking. That head of yours is so big the damage it gets by bumping into a wall is like nothing"
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏? I thought.
They all look at me with so much expectation. What are they even thinking of me right now?
"Enough, Daisuke" Swansea said with a frown, "Come with me, I need your help on something" He dragged Daisuke from his back collar.
"Anya, did you help Curly take his painkillers?" Jimmy said.
"I... I haven't. I'll do it right now" She said looking down.
"I'll help you" I smiled reassuringly.
"Then that's settled then. I'll be with Swansea if you need me. I think there finding a way to open a chamber or something" And just like that, he walks off.
This whole thing feels so unreal to me, wait, is this even real? I don't know anymore. Though, questioning it feels hopeless.
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Anya and I walk toward the room where the clinic is specifically located. Curly still lay unmoving but his single eye gazes in our direction. His figure still sent shivers down my spine.
"I can't see this. I don't wanna see this" She looked away.
I could understand her, I mean, Curly is just gore. His alive but suffering, only relying on painkillers. I once thought that killing him would be the best option but it sounded inhuman and that isn't ending I want to be in this crew.
Still, I don't wanna see Curly like this. It pains me.
"You want me to do it instead?" I ask.
Anya hesitated for a moment. She walked to a counter and picked something from the closet. It's the pain killer.
"I'll do it," She said moving close to Curly.
Anya opens the flask and puts some of the painkillers in her palm. Anya gulped, I could see her palm shaking.
Curly slightly moaned making Anya jump and run towards me, "I can't do it" She said holding her face with her palm, trying not to cry, "I'm horrible, I can't even help our Captain"
"Don't say that" I hug her comfortably, "It's normal to feel that way, especially if this is all new to you. Be kind to yourself, Anya"
"I don't know anymore, (N/N). We are stranded in the middle of nowhere, and what's worse is that we are in space. I can't handle all of this thing at once. And Jimmy-" Anya stopped herself.
"What about him?" I ask.
Of course, I already knew the whole story but it's necessary to act dumb in this scenario. Anya needed to let out that secret eventually anyway.
Anya looked outside the door, and when she realised that there was no one-she closed it. Anya eyed me worriedly and spoke of the tension between her and Jimmy.
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After she finally lets out her secret, she sobs. All I do is caress her head and hand her tissue, "I'll find a way to fix this, Anya. But not now" I said, "I'll give Curly his painkiller. You should rest, okay?"
"You're kind, (N/N)..." She said looking at me, "Promise me to not tell this to anyone, okay?"
I nodded, though I'm planning something else than gossiping. I notice her caressing her belly making me smile. Anya said her farewell and walked off.
All I could do for Anya was to be her to comfort her, I didn't wanna see Anya killing herself similar to the game. She needed a friend to support her, and I will be that friend.
I looked behind me. Curly just stare, his mouth slightly moving as if attempting to make a word but nothing happens. I could swear I saw a slight tear in his only eye.
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"This will be quick, Curly" I open the flask and grab the painkiller tables in my palm. I feel weirdly calm, probably because I still think that this is all just a game.
The problem however is that of putting this painkiller in his mouth and making him swallow it without water.
In the game, Jimmy was the one giving this painkiller and oh well - I don't even know if Jimmy is beating Curly to swallow the whole thing in his throat.
I hesitantly move my hands close to his mouth. His 3rd-degree burn is still fresh, he needed more than painkillers. If anything, he needed a thin layer of antibiotic ointment such as bacitracin-wait... WHAT AM I EVEN SAYING?!
My head just randomly became a textbook filled with medical stuff. Is this the knowledge of (N/N)? Come to think of it, I never actually asked any of the crew about my role here... Is it possible that I'm a doctor or something?
I sigh and ignore the flood of knowledge suddenly striking my head.
Curly slightly opens his mouth. I was surprised. Curly seems willing... I never expected this but I'm grateful.
I gently drop some painkiller in his mouth and he easily swallows it. Thank the gods.
I sat near a chair and said, "Curly, I wanna make you feel comfortable, but I need permission to do as I wish with you. It's for your own good anyway"
Curly was silent.
"Can I have a permission?" I know it sounded silly to ask since he has a hard time speaking. But I can't just do something unexpected without him saying that he wants to.
"Yeshh" He mumbles.
It made me relief.
I grab many roles of non-stick bandages, some chemicals inside of a small square flask, a syringe, another pair of hospital gowns, warm water in a bucket with a clean towel and other things.
"Curly, this is gonna take awhile, but trust me, after I'm done-you'll feel as comfortable as ever," I said while wearing a blue rubber gloves.
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Mouthwashing: The Good Ending
FanfictionYou're very upset about a game called Mouthwashing. The ending makes you sob and all that. You wish that you were there to save them... Suddenly, as if a genie heard your plea, you woke up sitting in a chair beside Curly-whose wrap-up in bandage.
