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Summary: Missing scene in Warm Bodies ... We never saw Julie patch up R.
Just for a note all of the () sentences are voice over's.
I sit there uncomfortably silent behind Julie's dad in the car, I can't help thinking to myself the last time someone shot me, I ended up eating his brains.
(Down R, good boy.)
I press the rag Julie gave me further into the wound and grimace, ah pain, didn't necessarily miss that.
I start shaking, it's not cold in the car.
Next thing I know we are in the house, Julie helps me to her room.
She helps me take off my shirt, she looks at my scars and winces.
"R, what happened to you?"
"Um.. Very long story."
"You will have to tell it to me sometime." Julie says with a smirk.
She brings out this huge bag, which is stuffed with medical supplies and motions for me to lie down.
She starts cleaning the outside of the wound gently, I can't help, but to wince a few times.
"R, I'm going to have to get the bullet out. I don't have any painkillers, I'm sorry."
"Oh.. (speak Zombie I mean um human) It's fine." I say laying there staring awkwardly at the ceiling.
Putting her hand comfortingly on my shoulder, she removes it and pulls out tweezers, them proceeds to sterilize them with alcohol and a lighter.
I take a deep breath and let it out slowly, so this is what being nervous feels like.
She starts pushing the tweezers inside of the wound, her beautiful face pressed in concentration.
"Ow, wow that actually hurts." I say wincing and clenching my fists.
(Duh.. Of course it hurts.)
"It won't take that much longer, I can see the bullet." Julie replies sympathetically.
Once she gets the tweezers around the bullet, she yanks it out.
I scream like a little girl.
Tears stream down my face, I'm actually crying.
Julie wipes the tears off my face, "I'm sorry R."
"It's all good Julie." I reply, wincing as she starts stitching me up.
"All done." She says putting a bandage on the wound.
I can't help, but to be thankful it's over.
"Thanks.."
"Well, it was my dad that shot you.." Julie replies a slight smile on her face.
"I'm glad that he shot me.. Well, not necessarily glad.. But uhhh yea.." I reply sounding like my former brain dead self.
"Your glad your alive?" Julie, translates.
"Yea." I say, smiling slightly.
"Me too." Julie says returning the smile.
I wince as I sit up, she pulls me into a soft hug.
"I'm so sorry R."
"Julie, it's okay, I'm okay." I reply pulling her in and kissing her gently.
" I love you R." Julie says shocking me.
"I love you, too Julie." I answer without thinking twice.
(Cheesy I know, but what can I say the girl made my heart start beating again.)