Clarity

Chapter Twelve

Clarke woke the next morning feeling relieved. She was able to sleep in late today as it was her off day. She did not have to attend classes today. The only down fall was she knew that her mother would want her to report to the infirmary the second she woke up. She grunted as she climbed out of bed. She looked through her doors and pulled out her second of three pair of jeans she owned and a blue short sleeve shirt. She quickly grabbed some underwear and ran across the hall to their bathroom to take a shower.

She did not have to worry about being seen she knew both of her parents where already at work. She quickly undressed and climbed into the shower and took a quick shower knowing that in five minutes the water would shut off. She finished just in time as the water finished. She quickly dried herself then got dressed. She brushed out her hair and quickly through it up in a high pony tail. She then brushed her teeth and headed out to the kitchen.

She grabbed one of the protein bars her dad had left out for her and quickly eat it. She let out a loud sigh when she was done. She knew that she had no excuse not to leave and meet her mom. She liked helping people but unlike her mom it was not her passion. Being a doctor was something Clarke knew would be good for her on the Ark. She also was a natural but she wished for something more. The only problem was she did not know what that was. Clarke quickly gathered her thoughts and headed out the door.

It only took her about three minutes to get to the infirmary. She passed a few people in the hall but no one bothered to stop and talk to her. She walked in and saw that her mom was already working. Abby was standing over a young girl maybe twelve who had a deep gash in the palm of her hand. Abby was just about to start stitches when she noticed Clarke walk in through the door.

“Clarke come here.” He mom called her over.

Clarke quickly made her way to her mom’s side.

“Yes mom.” She answered.

Abby poured some disinfectant in Clarke’s hands and when she was done rubbing it all over her hands Abby handed her the needle and thread.

“You do it.” She told her.

Clarke looked from her mom to the young girl. She looked scared already Clarke did not think her doing the young girls stiches was going to help her.

“Mom I don’t know. She’s really young maybe you should just do it.” Clarke responded to her mother.

“Don’t be ridicules Clarke you will have to learn this eventually.” Abby told her daughter.

“But.”

“No but Clarke you can do this.” She told her before walking away.

Clarke watched as her mom walked over to the other side of the infirmary and started to tend to a different paper. Clarke really did not have a choice. This little girl needed to be stitched up and soon, she was bleeding a good deal.

Clarke quickly got to work cleaning the girl’s hand.

“This may sting a little.” Clarke told her as she rubbed the disinfectant cloth over her skin.

The little girl winced a little and tried to pull her hand free but Clarke held on firmly. She knew it would be easier for the girl if she just finished it now.

“There all done.” Clarke said as she released the little girl’s hand.

She quickly looked over the girls chart and saw that she was not authorized to have any Xylocaine.

            Xylocaine was what they always used when doing things like this. It would numb the area so there was no pain felt by the patient. Clarke was also worried that she was going to hurt the girl more than normal because she was so nervous her hands were shaking.