We Will Make It Though This
Chapter 5: I Need A Doctor
PG-13 (sort of)
Pairing: Nick/ Luke
The boys hurried up and packed the few bags they had/ found around the house. Stocking up with cans of food , a can opener, Luke re-stocked the first aid, while Nick stock as many depression pills he could find, while keeping things a secret. Nick also decided to pack the knife that had cut him as a weapon of sort. They didn't really need much besides that because they seem pretty good when it came to supplies.
They still had a day of driving till they reached home. Since Luke was still tired, Nick decided he should be the one to drive. Luke had buried the old man, Nick didn't much understand the reason why, but it made Luke happy. Nick rested on the car as Luke did his little funeral. Luke wanted Nick to pay some respect, but the best Nick could come up was that he attacked and tried to bite him, which may or may not had kill him. So nothing too positive. Nick was more than eager to get on the road again. He had never wanted to see his mom more than now when the world is ending around them. Nick honked the horn, it was already getting later into the day. Luke finally got into the car, looking irritated. They didn't really talk much during the ride. Luke seemed rather distant, fighting on the oncoming sleep and Nick didn't fight for the whole talking thing. Sometimes he just liked the quietness. Luke lost the battle, within a hour or two, and passed out. It was later into the afternoon by now, the sun was nearly down at this point. Nick was growing hungry again but he kept right on driving. If Luke somehow made it to that small house, with little to no sleep, so can he. They managed to get into a small town, only 20 more miles left. He was doing good time, Luke was still pass out. He strangely look cute with his face smashed into the widow, no doubt that would leave a mark by the end of this. Nick snicker as he reached out to touch him, but that's where things went terrible. Nick got distract and then bang! , things went black.
Luke woke up, his head hurt. He looked around confused . It takes him a few moments to realize what just happened. A car crash! His first thought goes to Nick. "Nick…!" He was out cold, no damage done to him besides some cuts on the face. The other car was smashed into Nick's side, which wasn't good. Luke took off his seat belt and then quickly fuse over him. Luke kicked the door, giving himself some room. He pulls at Nick as he struggle to get out of the car. He didn't realize that Nick's side was bloody. Luke became panicking as he pulls at Nick. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck…!" He manage to pull Nick out finally. Luke carried Nick out bridal style. He looked around and realize where they were. They were close but still a long way off, when it came to walking. The car was in no shape for anymore driving. The driver seat looked more like a death trap. Luke glances over at the other car and nearly froze. In the driver's seat, was a zombie reaching out towards him,. The only thing holding it down was the crush car and seat belt. The guy must had died after the crash and turned. A fate Nick could had fallen victim to. Luke held onto Nick even tighter. Nick groan as he holds onto his arm. "Ffffuucckkk…." Luke glances at him, a smile forming. But then he brush Nick's arm, Nick jerked nearly out of his arms. "FUCK!" It couldn't be any louder than that. Luke grabbed his arm, which made the pain even worse. "FUCK! Fuck! FFUCCKK!" "Fuck man! Keep it down man." "Then stop touching my arm. Fuck man! Put me down then!" "Nick! I can't! You're hurt pretty badly. You need medical attention. " "Fuck! Just fuck!" "Keep calm….I'll…I'll….rest you back in the car while I go scoot a place to patch you up…out of the way..you know." "Yeah okay…do that." Luke open the back door and set Nick down in the back seat. "Just keep quiet." Luke closes the door and hurries to the closest building, which seemed to be a hardware store.
He kicks at the door, a few strong kicks and the door was kicked open. "I'm not here to hurt anyone. My friend is hurt!" But he was met with a dark room and silence. Luke made his way inside carefully, going down ever aisle, checking them from any possible zombies. But nothing, everything was checked out okay. He cleared a space for Nick to rest, which was a table. Luke headed back outside to collect Nick. But what he came back to made his heart nearly broke right there. Nick was crying, ever so softly, he was touching his arm and a cry would pass his lips, ever so softly. "Nick…." Nick instantly froze and became quiet. "Come on…" Luke carefully picked up Nick, being extra careful of him. He carry Nick inside the store and rested him on the table. Then he goes back to collect all the items from the car.
Luke pulled out the gauze, some water, a rag. He puts water onto the rag and lift Nick's shirt. Nick squirmed about and Luke cringed at the sight of the blood. There was a deep cut and the blood didn't seem to want to stop. "Fuck! How bad….how bad?" "Umm..it's…you will be fine. Just some stitch work needed." "Fffffuuck!" Truthful, Luke had no idea how to deal with such a thing. This was beyond his basic medical knowledge and to be truthful the sight of the blood made him woozy. He shallow his nerves down as he clean the wound, it wasn't as bad as he thought it to be. It was far from good, but Nick should be fine. "Okay this part is gonna suck." Luke dung though the kit and pulled out some rubbing alcohol and put it on the wound. Nick began to squirmed and thrash about, Luke pressed him down. "Stay still you baby!" "But it hurts…!" "No it doesn't…..now stay still or it will be worse." Nick obey and Luke finished up his work and then clear the space. "Okay….if you freaked out with that…well it wouldn't get any better. Here….." He gagged Nick with the water ragged. Nick kick about wildly. "Oh stop that. You have already cause enough noise as it is. Do you want zombies coming in and eating you, now do ya?" "Mmff…" "Thought not." He got the thread and needle out and started to stretched him what he thought would happened happened. Nick squirmed about, muffled screams. Nick had always been a baby when it came to pain, but yet always seem to play the tough guy. The act was always cute to watch.
Luke remember a time when the guys were messing with him and punched his arm. He had acted like it was nothing, even laughed it off. But within seconds, he was rubbing his arm and whining. His dad always thought he was way to soft skin and sensitive. It was a side of weakness for a guy to cry over pain. Luke never really liked Nick's dad, Tony. He was nothing but a dead beat of a dad that did nothing but drinking and abuse Nick and his mother, Rebecka. The only thing he liked about him as that at least Nick got his eyes and he liked them better on Nick then him.
Luke brought himself back to reality, thinking about such things at a time like this wasn't a good idea. His friend was in pain and he was just staring off into space. He got back to work sew his friend back up, who has struggling with the pain. Within a few minutes, Luke had it all neatly sew back up, with a snip of the thread he was done. "Not bad for my first time.." "Mmph!" "Oh…did I forget to tell you that part? Oops!" "Mmpff…" Nick rolled his eyes. "It's going to be okay buddy." Luke patted the others knee. "Now….your arm…it's broken." Nick quickly shook his head. "Yes…yes it is. It was in a weird angle when I pulled you out and not to mention….this." Luke pulled on the arm in question and Nick scream, muffed, and gripped his arm. "It's okay Nick. Bones can be repaired and it's just an arm. At least, it's not your leg. Now brace….." Luke drummed on the table as he glanced around the store. "A sling could work better. Yeah! I can do that. Cloth!" Luke walked around the store looking for some cloth.
Nick sat up and removed the ragged. "Bleh!" He dropped the slobbery mess onto the ground. It wasn't like it wasn't much use anymore. Nick massage his jaw as Luke came back with a old fashion curtain. "Okay this should do it." He wraps Nick's arm with the gauze first and then he used the curtain as a make shift sling, wrapping it around Nick's hurt arm. "There things should be better now. We will head hoe tomorrow…for now let's rest.
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Ohmigawd this took longer than I wanted to. Probably because it was all medically and the like. Promise this wouldn't happened a lot, I just needed this event to happen for the next chapter. Which I promise will be fun :D