-- 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

-𝚓𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚛, 𝚓𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚛 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

(thank you @H0NEYARTHUR for the help!)
also this story has mainly javier, john and arthur talking to y/n.

*EXPLICIT CONTENT*

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I stumble as I walk into this little camp. I see a bunch of people surrounding a camp fire and singing. Everything was blurry, though. My head was pounding in pain, My ears were ringing. I look down at my right leg and see a big bite wound. When I was walking into the camp, I see a tall dark-skinned man walking towards me.

"Mujer, Are you okay?" He grips my arms.

"M-My leg.." I point to my leg where the blood was pouring out.

The man sits me down at a nearby table and calls over some older lady. She gives me a strange look.
"Javier, Who is this?"

"She just stumbled into are camp.." He scratches the back of his neck.

"You know we aren't suppose to let randoms into are camp, Javier." The older lady starts to bandage and clean my wounds.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Grimshaw. She looked so beaten and helpless." He pulls up a stool beside me.

This older lady, Mrs. Grimshaw, She seemed super protective of the camp and very suspicious of me. She bandaged my legs and wipes off the access blood of my leg.

"You should be okay now. You should go back to your camp." She walks away to some other ladies.

I sit there with Javier, I hear a man holler for Javier. It was another dark-skinned man who had hollered for him. I didn't know this man. "I will be back."

I nod my head. As I'm sitting there, I hear someone walking up behind me.

"Hello." A husk voice growled.

I turn around to see a tall man with dirty blonde hair and a beard standing behind me.

"Hello, Sir." I look him up and down.

"What are you doing here?" He puts his hands on his gun belt.

"I got injured nearby and lost my horse. I seen this camp and thought someone could help me." I point to my bandaged leg.

"Your welcome to say, I can ask Dutch." Who was Dutch?

I look at him with a raised eyebrow, "Who's Dutch?"

"That's Dutch." He points over to a tall white man with slicked back hair and a black beard. I was guessing he was there group leader? Gang leader?

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A scruffy voice yells, "Dinner!"

All I see is people running to the pot of food sitting on the table. Everyone was grabbing plates and utensils. Javier has got up to get some food. But, I stayed in the tent resting on a sleeping bag.