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I was doomed, those rascals abandoned me here to root, only because of the wounded arm i got while fighting one of those man eating monsters, where they afraid ill slow them down? Or they just hated me since the start?
The last reason didn’t seem that crazy, wouldn’t be the first time I've gotten the same attitude from others. I walked to one nearby wall pressing myself on it, this place was giving me the chills, not only because it was cold of heck but knowing those monsters where lingering around made my blood freeze.
I slowly started to sit, god I couldn’t move my arm without wanting to tear my skin off. At least they where kind enough to let me keep my rifle, or maybe not kindness, maybe they just wanted to rub salt on the wound knowing that i was incapable of using it with my wounded arm.
Either way it made me feel safer, i rested my head against the wall, why did i did to deserve this? Wasn’t enough people hating me fro existing? For being how i am. Would this be my end? In a cold dirty street, no family, No friends. But at least was better than dying sucking some guy dick for money. Hah.
I could help but let a laugh scape, maybe this wasn’t bad, at least ill die as a honorable soldier who gave his own life for their country! Was that exaggeration? Yeah, but still better than dying as a whore.
As i keep sinking on my own thoughts only getting out of them thanks to the pain of my wounded arm, i heard something moving from nearby. Did those monsters came for me already? I grabbed my rifle trying my best to pointed from where the noises came with my healthy arm.
“Who’s there?! Show themselves..!”
I tried my best to make my voice sound as strong as possible even if my voice broke at some words, the sound was getting near to near could he even defend himself? What if he fails to shoot and gets eaten alive? What if-
“A-Attend..!!”
I was pulled out of his mind when he heard the voice of another person, a french person. This was not good was the frenchie here to kill him?! He didn’t even knew there where still french soldiers here, but to his credit he doesn’t looks like a soldier.. from what he could distinguish from here was the man being tall enough to be reach him, and what it looked like a bandage in his head..? Or was it a bandanna?
Either way, this man was a possible threat to me, i better act fast before anything bad happens.
“Freeze! Dont m-move closer! Or ill shoot your guts out.” I yelled at him pointing my rifle to him, I wasn’t playing with him about shooting him if he dared to make a false move.
“Ah… s'il te plaît- p-please, i came to not hurt you!”
His English was broken and his voice seemed muzzled, he seemed more nervous than i was, he took a step closer i should have shoot him already but the closer distance made easy for me to notice more about it, did this made me look like those dogs who were all nark and no bite? Ah no time for that now, i should recognize the man standing in front if him.
I noticed that what he had in his head was indeed a bandage, and i noticed how such a fool i was to not notice the wool covering his mouth, that explained why his voice sounded so muzzled.
“Hey! I told you to not mov- ARG!”
That goddamn pain on his arm again! I dropped my rifle to the floor and grabbed my wounded arm with the other one, God i coild feel the tears forming on my eyes from the pain, i need to keep ot together I shouldn’t show weakness in front of this man I should be stronger than this.
“Y-you are hurt, i can help you with that! Please just dont. Kill me..”
Was he..? He was asking to help him? This man had to be dumb to offer such thing to his rival… but what other option i had at this moment? I slowly nodded and let him get closer, and he did he slowly grabbed my arm and pulled some bandages from what I assumed was a surgeon bag.
He was delicate when putting the bandage on, but I knew this had to be some kind if trick. It had to.
“You.. you are probably just waiting to kill me at any moment.”
I looked at the frenchie who i should be thanking for not letting me root in this doomed place and offered medical assistance, instead of trying to find a reason for such kindness.
No one has that kindness in those bloody days anymore, less from those who are ours enemies.
“Why would i do that..?”
He was right, why would he do that? Yes they where enemies but, come on i was wounded and he was totally alone, what could he win with killing him I just looked away focusing on a near by rock, the last thing i wanted was to make this scene more awkward than how it was already.
“…sure whatever… just do your job quickly.”
The man continued by putting the bandage on my arm, i was still trying to avoid any eye contact but i guess that didnt stop him fron trying to start a conversation,
“Uh. May i ask your name?”
“Ugh edison. Don’t distract yourself!”
“… Sorry. Uh my names louise.”
I stayed quiet i could feel how he expected for me to continue the conversation but i just wanted him to finish healing my arm. I didn’t want some friendly type of conversation… but oh well he did kinda saved him.
The night was still as cold as when he was alone, but strangely he didn’t feel that scared, he sure took some time to put the bandage but i could tell he was making sure it was a job well done… maybe this frenchie could he useful after all.