Me and T.L (A Novel)

Me and the Wound

I woke up in the bed of Ms. Earhart. I tried to sit but my body felt heavy. When I try to recall what happened, my head hurts. I was covered in bandages.

My eyes instinctively searched for Ms. Earhart. I saw blood all over the floor. Fragments of my memory returned. Pictures of people being eaten and killed were repeating in my head.

I froze. I didn't felt anything. It seemed nostalgic. Somehow.

When I came back to reality, I remembered Ms. Earhart.
"Ms. Earhart! Ms. Earhart!" I screamed. I didn't mind the pain when I got up to search for her. Who cares for this pain! I experienced a lot of them, even more painful! This is nothing!

My legs were like heavy stones and my head aches whenever I take a step. Even so, I must find her. I was brought here to learn my true self. She also rescued me and the villagers from that beast.

I tried to follow the blood's trail. It led me to the kitchen. There I saw Ms. Earhart, unconscious on the floor.

"Ms. Earhart!" I examined her. She seemed out cold. I noticed my hand felt warm and sticky.

Blood. A whirlpool of blood.

I was not disgusted. I grew accustomed to seeing it. Beside her was a towel and a basin. She looked like she was tending me this whole time. She's really a kind person. She put others first before her own.

A deep wound were on her back. I need to treat this first. I looked for something that can treat it. I suddenly remembered the thing she said. My eyes stumbled on a basket.

I searched for the medicinal herbs. She said that she has some. If I'm lucky, I might find the right herb.

There were a lot of herbs that I didn't know. Some of it may be poisonous if used wrongly. I must be careful. I accidentally dropped something while searching in the basket. I picked it up.

An old, worn-out book.

A book about medicinal plants. How lucky!

I immediately looked for something that applies in this situation. There were lots of unknown plants that I didn't know until now. They were different, both in shape and size. Some looked the same but different in smell and touch. The texts were handwritten neatly, with directions and doses.

The book was really worn out and were about to be destroyed if I used it carelessly. I can see that she really took each and every plant in utmost care......Ok, I'll focus now. I skimmed to more pages and found the right plant.

I searched for an herb called Plop, which is known for its strong painkiller effects and it boosts skin regeneration. Although it is very rare, it can only be found in a forest with average temperature and good soil. Knowing Ms. Earhart, she may have one because the forest's in the right condition to grow these types of herbs.

The book says that it's leaves has a yellowish shade at its tip and the smell were like honey...... Ah! Found it. As per the book said, I must put the leaves on the wound and cover it with bandages. I also must change the leaves every two hours.....Hmmmm, ok so I should also need bandages.

I stood up and looked for the shelves. Empty. I suddenly remembered my wounds. Oh no! These may have been the last one! I need to think fast.... Oh, I know!

I took my stockings and ripped it apart. Ok, this should suffice as alternative bandages. I need to thank our school for this convenient uniform. Now that the requirements were complete, I proceeded to the process.

I carefully rolled her and washed the wound with clean water. I need to disinfect it first before applying the herb. I heard her moan a little as the water touch her wound.

"A.....ki"

Throb... Wait, what? What did she just say?

I didn't let it bother me because I must first tend to her. I will just ask her when she wakes up.

After placing the leaves, I wrapped my improvised bandages. I safely got her in the bed. I sighed a relief when I finished. I saw her face relax as the leaves take effect. I cleaned up the mess I made while looking for the plants and bandages. When I was about to clean the blood on the floor, I remembered the word Ms. Earhart muttered. A.....ki? No, I probably misheard her. There's no way that she have known him. Throb...Ugh, what's this? Maybe its from my wounds......Oh, right! It's almost time. I still have to change the leaves!

I can still feel the pain in my wounds but something more painful were coming from my chest.

Hmmm? I wonder what's this pain?