🖤Even when the world is ending🖤(Crankiplier)

Chapter twenty-three

We entered the gate to the church and were greeted by everyone, Katelyn walked up to me and smiled

"How'd it go?" She questioned checking my features to make sure I was okay

"It went alright, no bites, although my foot hurts a little bit" I told her extending my arms and spinning to show her I was alright

"What about that?" She asked with concern pointing towards my hands that had dry blood coating them

"Oh yeah, I forgot about those" I admitted, examining my own hands, the blood soaked into the other bandages on the top of my fingers and dripped down my arm a little bit
She laughed and walked next to me pushing me along with her hand on my back

"Let's get you fixed up"

I sat on the metal table and swung my legs while I waited for her to get stuff together

"So what happened between you and Mark?" She questioned taking one of my hands into hers and removing the old bandages and dabbing it with rubbing alcohol

"What do you mean?" I asked unsure of how she knew me and Mark had a fight

"I can tell when something's off, and you guys avoided each other before you all left" she explained taking my other hand and repeating the process, I paused before responding

"He just keeps treating me like I'm helpless and I can't take care of myself, before we left he said I should stay here because of my foot and my stitches" I rambled Exaggerating my words with the hand she wasn't cleaning

"Well, I think he's just looking out for you
He really cares about you he's just worried" she spoke softly grabbing some gauze and wrapping one hand and my fingers

"Maybe..." I spoke having not thought about it that way before "oh man I'm an asshole" I whined hanging my head down and sighing

"Just apologize, it's not like he's gonna refuse your apology, he cares about you too much" she suggested finishing wrapping my other hand and making sure it was comfortable

"I will" I assured her she checked my hands one more time before telling me to put my foot up on the table

"So your hands are fucked" she told me truthfully, I looked at my bandaged hands and frowned

"Fuck" I mumbled quietly trying to bend my fingers but wincing when a sting pulsed through my hands

Katelyn slid my boot of my foot and unwrapped it, bruising was Prominent everywhere around my ankle she pressed on areas and I flinched, she took notice of my pain and wrapped my foot back up and fastened it back into the boot

"So your hands are fucked and your foot is fucked, but your stitches on your tummy are doing good" she admitted trying to make me feel better about my poor luck

"How long are they gonna take to heal do you think?" I questioned with hope she shrugged her shoulders and sighed

"If you stay off your foot then it will heal faster than if your doing stuff and your fingers will take a while but if you don't mess with them too much they will heal faster" she explained, I nodded and hopped off the metal table
Katelyn walked with me out of the tent and she stopped me

"Talk to Mark" she more demanded than suggested

"Yes ma'am " I teased raising my hand in a salute while walking backwards towards the building
I heard her laugh and I spun on my heels and walked to the building

I pushed the doors open and walked inside, feeling slightly nervous to talk to Mark but swallowing my fears and continuing down the hallway, I turned the corner at the end of the hallway and bumped into someone.

"Shit sorry" I quickly apologized stepping back and looking up, being met with Dakota's blue eyes

"Oh hey" I smiled he smiled back and he looked slightly nervous he fiddled his feet around before speaking

"Hey..I was wondering maybe if you wanted to go out tonight around the town just for fun?" He asked with a warm smile, i frowned slightly

"Oh, I would love to but..I really shouldn't be walking around right now because of my foot" I explained sticking out my foot to show him, his face fell and he looked angry

"Well your walking right now" he scoffed crossing his arms, I tilted my head confused at his sudden mood change

"I'm..going back to my room" I hesitantly explained cocking my eyebrow

"Let me guess, to see Mark?" He sneered, looking at me with the most disgusted look

I shook my head in disbelief, his normal happy friendly personality was now replaced with an angry one

"Dude I'm just going to my room, it's none of your business what I'm doing" I defended myself slowly walking away from him and continuing down the hallway

"Whatever" he spat storming out of the hallway, I shook my head in confusion and continued to the room

I neared the door and paused for a moment before pulling it open, finding Mark standing at the table doing something, he turned to look at me and must've noticed the shaken look on my face

"What's wrong?" He questioned immediately stoping what he was doing and giving me his full attention, I decided not to bring up the thing with Dakota and just say what I came to say instead

"I'm...I'm sorry Mark, for being an asshole when you were just trying to look out for me, I wanted to prove to you that I could take care of myself when I should've listened and stayed" I looked everywhere but his eyes

"Cause now I really can't do anything" I laughed slightly extending both of my bandaged hands so he could see them, he examined them with his eyes before smiling warmly

"Hey, it's alright I understand wanting to prove your not weak and you can take care of yourself, but I still don't forgive you for making me fall" He replied pointing at me as he said the last part

I laughed slightly and Mark opened his arms for a hug, I smiled and wrapped my arms around him he hugged me and swung me side to side we, pulled away and Mark ruffled my hair I giggled before walking to my bed and plopping down

"I'm on house arrest by Katelyn so you will be taking care of me now" I informed him, putting my hands behind my head and closing my eyes

"Is that so?" He question sounding amused and going back to whatever he was doing

"Yep" I confirmed, grabbing my blanket and sliding under it getting comfortable before realizing how tired I really was, I started to drift off to sleep
The only sound I heard was Mark's humming, it was the same song he played on the guitar for us , I recognized the tune, his hums brought me comfort as sleep soon engulfed me.
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-K