CHAPTER 54

DOCTORING A NEW FRIEND

COLE'S POV:

By the time the morning sunrise came around, I knew we were lost. I wasn't sure how long I was carrying Carol. A few hours, maybe? However long it was, I wasn't getting tired. She was, though, so I had to put her down and let her rest for a minute. The cut on her forehead was starting to bleed again so I had to tie a scarf around it to stop the process of it. It hurt her a bit, but I was as gentle as I possibly could. Her eyes were starting to close. That started worrying me. If her eyes closed, she might not wake up. I had to keep her eyes opened in order for her to not fall asleep. The best thing to do was to talk to her. If someone was about to fall asleep and they were injured, talk to them for as long as possible.

"Hey, don't go to sleep, okay," I said, "You might have a concussion. If you go to sleep, you might never wake up. I'm not saying that to scare you. It's actually true."

"I know," Carol said, "I just can't keep my eyes open. The pain in my arm is unbearable. I just feel like I wanna pass out."

"Don't think about that. Think about something else. Think about something you enjoy doing the most. Think about something that you can't stand not doing for one whole day. What would that be?"

"Painting."

"Okay, well, think about your paintings."

"How do you know about my paintings?"

"I went inside of one of the rooms one day because I was getting a better look at things. I must say that you have some very gorgeous paintings. They look so... realistic."

"That's the same thing my parents said. They love my art. I'm glad they do. Thank you for your kind words."

I nodded. "Anytime." I kept a sharp eye out to see if anything or anyone was near us. We needed to find somewhere to go and fast. A little place where I came tend to Carol`s injuries. I looked down I Carol, who's eyes were halfway opened. I gotta keep her awake. I just need to keep on talking. "Come on, Carol. We need to get a move on. I'm not sure what's out here, but I sure don't want either of us to be anywhere near it."

"My arm is throbbing with pain. Can you check it for me, please?"

"Yeah. Let me get this off." I had placed a pillowcase around her arm. I check where she had been cut. It was still bleeding a bit. The knife didn't go to the bone, but it was only an inch or two away. It was still pretty deep that it needed to be sewed up. I placed my eyes on her sleepy ones. "It didn't go straight to the bone, thank goodness. It's still deep, though. We'll have to close the wound."

"How are you gonna do that?"

I started tying the pillowcase around her arm. "I'll have to use a thread and needle and stitch it up."

"Do you know how to do that?"

"I did it once. Kai had cut his foot on some wire and I had to sew it back up. He refused to go to the hospital. It was painful for him, but how hard do you think it was doing it the first time?"

"Pretty hard, I guess. Are you good at it now?"

"Yeah, I am. I've studied it so it shouldn't be that hard. We need to get somewhere, though. I can't do it out here."

"Okay. I'll try to stay awake."

I stood up and picked Carol up from off the ground. I had to keep her talking. Just talk and walk is what I usually say. "I'll make sure you stay awake. Okay, so how old are you?"

"Eighteen."

"What a coincidence. I'm eighteen, too. So, you've lived in Spaintown all your life, huh?"

"Yeah. My mother's more Hispanic than my father. He's only half. She's full blooded Spanish."

"So you're a quarter Ninjian?"

"No. A quarter English. Nobody in my family has ever dated a full blooded native from Ninjago. Well, that's what I've been told."

"So you don't really know?"

"No, not really. If only there was a way I could figure out who my ancestors were."

"You'll figure it out one day. I hope you don't figure it out the same way I did. Once I figured out about my ancestors, I couldn't look at myself the same way in the mirror again."

"Why?"

"Well,... oh, look, we found a house."

"What?"

I pointed to where the tiny house right in front of us was. "Right there. Don't worry. We'll stay there until the others find us. For now, we need to get you fixed up."

We entered the house. It didn't seem like a bad little place. It had a nice living room. I wonder where the bed is, though. I need to find a bed for Carol. Not being able to find one, I placed her on the couch. I kept my eyes peeled for something that could work. A medical bag of some sort.

"What are you doing?" Carol asked.

"Trying to find some medical supplies," I said, "I have a feeling this house might be filled with them."

Carol sniffed the air. "Something smells like herbs. It's coming from that room. It's making me feel sleepy."

"Don't fall asleep. I'll be right back."

I walked inside the room to wear the scent of the herbs were. I looked to see a bunch of medical supplies all over the place. I needed to collect what I could. I suppose whoever lived here still had some herbs out and went out to get more supplies. I just hope nobody lives here at this point in time. I found the necessary supplies that were needed to help Carol as I walked back inside the living room.

Carol looked at me as I walked back in the room. "What's all that?"

"Just some medical supplies," I said, "Hang on a moment. I'm gonna go see if I can't find a bedroom of some sort."

"This house looks pretty tiny. I don't think you're gonna find a bedroom in here. You can try, though."

"Trying is the only option."

I went around the place to try and find a bedroom. The best thing is to find a bed at the least. I looked through every door I could find. The only bed I saw was one that looked like a hospital bed. I walked back in the living to see Carol still awake, but I'm pretty sure she couldn't wait to go to sleep. I walked up to her.

"Did you find a bedroom?" Carol asked.

"No, but I found a bed," I said, "It's better than nothing. Come on. Let's do a bit of surgery."

"You never said this would be like surgery."

"When you're closing up a wound, I think it's mostly known as emergency surgery. In your case, I think we're slowing down the process."

"Slowing down the process?"

"I took too long to get you somewhere. That's what it means." I made it to the room with Carol in my arms. I put her down on the bed and made her comfortable before I did anything. "Alright. Let me prepare for this. First things first. I need to wash my hands." I left to find the kitchen and found the sink, keeping them under the water for at least five minutes. I'm pretty sure my hands have been everywhere and I haven't washed them in a while. I walked back into the room after I was finished. "Alright. I think I'm ready."

"You think?"

"I know I'm ready. Okay, I need you to stay calm. If you need to go to sleep, go ahead. Otherwise, if you keep your eyes open, you're gonna be in some pain. I'm just being honest. That's how it was when I did this with Kai."

"I might fall asleep by the first stitch. You won't worry about me for long."

"Alright. I'm about to start the process. Here I go."

The moment I created the first stitch was when Carol couldn't take the pain. She passed out instantly after the first stitch. I continued the process without any interruptions by movements. It took a few minutes to close up the wound on Carol`s arm. I was finished with it. I bandaged it up tightly and made sure that the wound doesn't open back up. After all, that happened with Kai once. I'll just say that it was an unexpected situation. He hates being in the hospital for any reason.

I moved on to the cut on her forehead. It didn't have to be stitched up, thank goodness. I was able to find some ointment that might be able to help it clear up. I'm pretty sure it would leave a scar, but I have a feeling that scar will remind her not to wander off on her own. After I cleaned it off and bandaged it, Carol automatically woke up, wincing in pain a little bit.

I saw a smile form on her face. "Am I all fixed?"

"I fixed you up as well as I can," I said.

"Thank you."

"Sure thing. Anytime." I placed the blanket over her shivering body. "Time for you to get some rest."

Carol nodded. "Alright. I will."

I placed my hand on her forehead. She felt a bit warm. I was hoping she didn't have a fever, but just in case, I went to find a thermometer. That's when I heard the door open. I looked to see a guy walk inside the house, eyes widen to find me in the living room.


LOOKS LIKE CAROL WILL BE OKAY. SHE JUST NEEDS TO REST. WHO WAS THAT MYSTERIOUS GUY THAT JUST WALKED IN THE HOUSE? I HOPE HE LIVES THERE. OTHERWISE, THERE'S GONNA BE ALL KINDS OF TROUBLE. THAT'S NOT WHAT WE WANT.

WELL, THIS STORY WIL CONTINUE NEXT SATURDAY. I'LL SEE YOU ALL TOMORROW.

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