I lost my flash drive with all my stories in it, I am trying to get to Guatemala for a mission trip, I am trying to get a job, I have been having art shows, my band is recording, I have been very involved in leadership conferences in my area and all the while I have torn muscles in between my shoulder and spine and my ribs are in the wrong place, I have to go in for three treatments a week to get it fixed and they hurt really badly. I have been a very, vvveeerrryyy busy lady, so I am truly truly sorry that I have not updated in way too long. When summer comes I will hopefully have more time. Thank you!
"Tiny! Get Hershel!" Ivy screamed, out of breath from the run. Running was seriously not her forte; she just did what she had to do. The light was coming up and she saw that Daryl and Clementine were still awake and talking on the porch, she really needed to get Carol up.
"Carol! Carol, we found her!" She shouted once more, releasing several more puffs of breath that she desperately needed more of.
"She fainted." Glenn told Hershel fairly loudly. "We ran straight here though." By now every member of the group were awake, including Skye and Carl who were over joyed at seeing their friend again.
Skye was a relatively tall twelve year old, she was the same age as Carl while Sophia had to be a year or two younger, but it didn't seem to matter much to the long haired blond who had her blue eyes calculating on Sophia who could be her twin, they were like sisters. Ivy personally thought that even if they were not in this piece of shit world Sophia, Carl, and Skye would have found each other somehow.
"I need you all to step back now so I can take the little one inside, someone please get her mother, I think she is showering inside at the moment." Hershel told the kids and then directly to Ivy. Ivy quickly went to retrieve Carol from the shower to give her the best news of her life. She didn't even stop to wonder why in the world Carol was showering at what could only be described as four in the morning.
Ivy knocked on the bathroom door, but when there was no answer she yelled into it. When there was still no response Ivy swung open the door and was met by a cloud of steam rushing at her face. The air was thick because of the hot steam and Ivy felt a wash of vertigo rage over her. Ivy called to her again, and once more, there was no response from the woman in the shower.
When she got close enough Ivy threw open the curtains to see Carol, sitting on the floor of the tub, facing the wall, crumbled and with bloody wrists. Red streams of water were dripping down the drain, the white tub held a color of orangey pink due to the mixture of blood and water. The red droplets were also beading and dripping down the woman's face, appearing to spout from the crown of her head.
Ivy wanted to scream, but she knew that calling to attention would not be what was best for the group. Ivy usually calculated on things too long to ever make a good decision, but when it came to emergencies she acted, then she thought about it. Luckily for her, acting before thinking almost always came to the best conclusion for the health of herself and others. Ivy reached Carols should and shook her.
"Carol! Carol? Are you ok?" Carol looked at Ivy but she had trouble just lifting her head and she had a glazed look in her eyes, Ivy knew exactly what that meant. Two things. Head injury, she must have hit her head when she fell to the bottom of the tub, she must have fainted due to blood loss from the jagged crimson openings on her wrists.
Ivy wasted no time, she immediately turned off the hot water with one hand and lifter her head with the other hand so that it appeared that carol was looking at her, even though Ivy knew for a fact that she wasn't what the elder woman was seeing. Ivy used her other arm to put her arm under Carol's knees, rested her head on one her own shoulders and placed her other arm beneath her bottom.
"Clementine! Come here for a second!" Ivy yelled out, efficiently waking everyone who had been asleep in the not-so-calm-farmhouse.
"I can't. I am helping Hershel with Sophia!" Came Tiny's response, Ivy rolled her eyes and began to move, slowly as not to stir the woman in her arms too much and called out to her again.
"Tiny, it's important I need you here. Get Daryl too."
Ivy walked as evenly as possible to the room across the hall from the bathroom, which just so happened to Maggie's bed room.
"Maggie, I need your room, please get up." Ivy said urgently, trying to be patient with the other young woman that, as everyone was well aware of, she greatly disliked.
"Really? You of all people think I should give my room, my bed to—Oh my God." Maggie said, turning in her bed to face Ivy and then promptly jumping up out of bed to make room for the woman in need.
"Thanks." Ivy said, as she set Carol into the offered bed, deciding that it was more important to tend to Carol than to acknowledge Maggie's incompetence.
"What the Fuck?" Daryl yelled, announcing his presence in the bedroom.
"Go to the bathroom and under the sink is a towel, bring me one, and a few wash rags while you are at it. Make sure they are wet. Where the Hell is Tiny?" She ordered him and then asked. Ivy needed another hand that knew what they were doing and Hershel was taking care of Sophia at the moment. Daryl just nodded and began to walk out the door, quickly.
"Tiny said she would be up in a minute." He said as he turned reopened the bathroom door.
When Daryl came back with what she asked for she set to work. She pressed the dry towel on one arm and help it for a moment, it looked like it had been bleeding for a while and was ready to stop soon so she took her, now wet, brown hair out of its pony tail and used the hair tie to put around Carol's arm to hold the towel in place and add pressure.
With that steady she began her work cleaning out the woman's head wound with one of the wet rags.
"Maggie, start cleaning out her other wrist, apply pressure so it can stop the bleeding, Daryl, get Clementine the fuck up here now." Ivy demanded calmly and seriously. "Oh! And bring another pillow with you!" She shouted to Daryl. Ivy noticed right away that Maggie was fumbling with Carol's wrist, while the girl was actually trying her best (and Ivy could recognize that) she had no idea what she was doing.
"Maggie will you get Patricia in here?" She asked hoping that Maggie would just simply do as she asked; she did, thankfully.
Daryl was back in the room shortly, in tow he had Clementine, who gasped at the scene before her and immediately jumped in to help, and a pillow, in which he handed to Ivy.
"Grab her head." She told Clementine who lifted it properly and Ivy slid the pillow beneath her head before letting Clementine release her head to gently set it back down on the pillows. From there Tiny took Maggie's place in fixing the uncovered wrist that had not look quite as badly chewed up as the one that was covered in the once white towel now gone red.
Maggie and Patricia rushed into the room, moving Daryl, who was still standing in the middle of the doorway, and went to work on the covered wrist right away, Maggie however faded to the corner, unsure of what to do. Ivy decided to take the lead once more.
"Daryl, see if you can help Hershel with Sophia at all, Maggie, please get some water and pain medication, the strongest that you have. Then, you should also help Hershel; possibly help Lori prepare breakfast for everyone since Carol is not able to help. Thank you." Ivy said looking directly at Maggie and truly meaning it when she looked at her. Maggie and her really did not get along, it was no secret to anyone, but she was doing her best and was being a very big help and that is something that Ivy had no choice but to acknowledge.
Both people ran out of the room in a hurry to do what was asked of them. It was Maggie who returned with the water and pain medication, while Ivy had no idea where the Vikadin had come from since Hershel was a veterinarian, she wasn't going to complain. She force fed Carol the medication and continued her work.
After what felt like no time but had truly been several hours had passed, Maggie once more entered the room, this time slowly and hesitantly.
"Breakfast is finished. I will send for Hershel, Sophia is awake and is eating in the guestroom downstairs where Carl was taken care of." She announced, letting Ivy and the other two nurses in the room know.
"Ok, thank you." Tiny said. Maggie exited the room and Patricia followed. Ivy and Clementine just looked at each other, knowing that there wasn't much else they could do for the middle aged woman who had been so caring towards both of them. The pair waited in the room beside Carol, watching over her until Hershel came into the room.
Ivy was starving after stressing over Carol's current condition.
{Yes I know Author's notes in the middle of a story are possibly one of the most annoying things in fanfiction, but I must tell you all that the rest of this chapter kind of skips time in areas so bear with me! (Is that the right kind of bear or bare I am not sure! Onward!]
The sun was shining brightly and the clouds were ominous and demanding in the sky and the smell of fresh rain was just moments away. It was wondrous. It had been roughly two weeks since Ivy and Glenn had found Sophia in the woods and nothing of their conversation had been spoken of again, but Ivy knew that it would come it was only a matter of time before the Asian boy she now knew as Glenn would bring up the subject once more. They had just been so busy with their new lives that they had not gotten a chance.
Sophia was back on her feet and running around with Carl and Skye just days after she had awakened inside the Greene farm. Carol though had woken a few times but seems to be in a similar state of that of a coma. When she woke she wasn't really present and anyone could see that, this was in fact, what had first caused poor Sophia to run from the room terrified that her mother may not remember her.
Ivy knew better though, a mother never forgets her daughter. No matter the relationship between the mother and daughter neither can nor ever will forget about the other.
Carol,
Your baby girl is alive and well. I know you are sad and I know how you felt. It's time to come back now.
Ivy
Ivy was the first of the group to write Carol a letter but soon everyone had written her something.
Carol,
We need you back. We could sure use the help around the farm. Your little girl misses you a lot. We miss you. Take your time, we know you are sad. – Lori, Andrea, Maggie, and Patricia.
(Carol,
We need you back. We could sure use the help around the farm. Your little girl misses you a lot. We miss you. Take your time, we know you are sad. – Lori, Andrea, Maggie, and Patricia.) {In case you couldn't read it.}
Carol,
Come back soon. We miss you. Feel better. – Rick, Glenn, and T-Dawg
Come back. Your girl wants you. –Daryl (Come back. Your girl wants you.-Daryl)
All these letters had been written in the two weeks that Carol had not been with the group of survivors Sophia had written to her Momma every day and the other children would always sign it too. It was today though that Sophia's letter said the most. Today when the sky would poor tear drops on all of them.
OKKKK END of Chapter. So I hope you all liked it and I swear I am working on the next chapter as you read this. This was another one of those impromptu twists, a chapter I didn't know how I was going to so until I sat down and started typing. The main plot will become apparent, I just know that this is going to be a big story and will really be a trilogy. Thank you for reading! Please review, I would like some feedback! Again thank you and I promise the next chapter will be up shortly. Lastly, I am going to try and work on my other stories too, if you have not read them, check them out, if you have, then I will also have new chapters for those too. K BYE!