chapter five

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hannah_annie

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The dense Forrest slowly cleared; revealing a half collapsed, vine covered building. I smiled, there it was.
" We're here, come on, let's get you some medicine and proper bandages," I pipped, walking him into the building, pushing the sliding doors open, they didn't work anymore, nothing worked in here. I had memorized everything in here, I had needed this building so many times. We headed upstairs to the medicine cupboard.

I took my time testing him for any serious illnesses. Luckily only coming up with loss of blood and a heavy cold, nothing to kill him.

I sighed a sigh of relief and headed for the zertec. I gave him some of that and set off to look for stiches and bandages. I found them in the surgery room, where there were a lot of decaying carcasses, a lot of people died in here and no one moved them, I have no idea why. I tried not to look and the purple and grey skin, the yellow teeth and the wide, dry eyes. All their muscle eaten away, leaving skinny figures of skin and bone, there was an awful sound of maggots squirming and feeding off them, it creeped me out, I will be like that one day. I shivered.

I hurried out of the room with my bundle of goodies and found Jacob sitting on the bed still. I smiled at him and started work. I gently unwrapped his make shift bandage and had a look at the wound. It didn't look infected, thank God. I applied some disinfectant stuff and gently rubbed it in. I knew it hurt but Jacob almost refused to accept the pain.
" Can you please roll over," I said in a quiet voice. He obeyed me and rolled over, his muscles rippling. I almost drooled, but I didn't, I had a job to do.
" Now, this is going to hurt, have you ever had stitches?" I told him.
" Yeah, just get it over and done with," he sighed. I stitched up the wound and made sure they were tight and wouldn't come loose. I did his stitches on his stomach, he needed a lot, that lion had caught him good!
" Thankyou," Jacob said. I looked up at him his face was serious, I smiled at him and pulled his trouser leg down. I stood up and stared at his bare chest, I couldn't bare to look at those ugly bruises and harsh gashes anymore.
" We need to find you a shirt," I finally announced. He nodded and hopped off the bed.
It took a while, but we finally found a long sleeved, warm shirt that wasn't miles to small or big. It was so unfair, he looked good in everything he wore, I must look horrible, tangled hair, red tired eyes, worn hands, HORRABLE clothes. But none of that mattered really, all I needed to do was survive.

" So what now?" Jacob asked. I shrugged,
" you need to heal, so we'll stay here until you are better and then, I donno, survive I guess," I shrugged, whipping my face with my hands.
" I always think of that moment when you cut your hair off," Jacob said, it was late and we had found a room with beds and no dead people and a lock. I turned to him and frowned.
" Why?" I asked, suddenly aware of my tangled hair. I got up and looked around for a comb. I found one and began to comb my hair.
" I don't know really, you just cut it off, without any emotion, just, it just simply was gone," he shrugged. He was sitting up in the bed, his arms wrapped around his legs. We couldn't find any pants so the bottom was still caked with blood and was ripped. He insisted that he didn't really care. I had shrugged and went off to find a place to sleep.
" It needed to go it was either that, or the whole lot plus my scalp getting ripped off. It was an easy choice," I replied.

We spent a week there resting and waiting for Jacob to heal. Food was easy to find, animals were always near as the hospital was next to a lake, so small animals were always there.

Jacob was almost healed, I had taken his stitches out earlier today and it looked good. We rested for the day and drifted off easily to sleep. I thought we were totally alone in the hospital, I was wrong,cel so wrong.

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AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER SOME YOU WIN SOME YOU DONT.
BUT IM GLAD THAT IM HERE WITH SOME FRIENDS THAT I KNOW
SINGING LA, LA LA LA, CASHAVAR
I felt like doing something different...

HAPPY READING!

hannah_annie

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