The Inner Fence: a dystopian post-apocalyptic young adult novella series (Remnants of Zone Four Chronicles Book 2) by Simsion N. G. & Roth James

Author:Simsion, N. G. & Roth, James [Simsion, N. G.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Inky's Nest Publishing
Published: 2016-04-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Zero stood next to Lefty as he leaned against a tree to gather himself. He was quick to wrap his arm around him, offering to help him walk, but Lefty swatted his arm away. It wasn’t common for him to black out from a few of Flea’s punches, but it wasn’t the first time, either. It was obvious Flea had beaten him, but accepting Zero’s help would be for Lefty admitting to its severity, Zero knew.

“How many times did he hit me?” Lefty asked.

“Three, I think.”

“You think? Weren’t you watching? Surely a guy with your smarts doesn’t have a hard time counting to three. Or were you cowering behind a banana tree while everything went down?”

“I just—”

“Relax. I’m just giving you a hard time. I didn’t expect you to do anything. I don’t expect anyone to ever jump in and save me from a fight—especially not from Flea.” Lefty began walking toward town, careful to stay off the path they had already rutted a little deeper than they now wanted. “It’s probably a good thing he won this time, anyway.”

“What? Why?”

“I was already worried about what I would tell the people at the clinic. Someone is bound to ask questions about this gash on my arm I got from the fence. Now I can just blame it on the fight.”

Zero nodded and grinned. “That makes sense. You lost on purpose.”

Lefty laughed. “I wish that was true, but at least there’s a bright side.”

They reached the clinic and entered. There was only one room. It was large enough for twenty beds, which were situated along all four walls. There were two large cabinets at the far end of the room. One had a sign on the front that read, “Take only what you need,” and contained the basic necessities for minor aches and pains. The other had a sign on the front that read, “Doctor’s cabinet. Stay out.”

The room was empty and quiet except for one young man sitting on the edge of a bed in the far corner. He looked pale and was breathing heavily as he leaned over a bucket, apparently fighting the urge to vomit.

They crossed the room and opened the cabinet containing supplies. Lefty’s forearm dripped a trail of blood across the floor. Zero pulled out a roll of gauze and reached for Lefty’s forearm.

“Dude. You don’t have to baby me.” Lefty grabbed the gauze from Zero’s hand. “I’m capable of taking care of myself.” Lefty wrapped his arm with his free hand.

Zero held up some scissors to cut off whatever gauze wasn’t used, but Lefty continued to wrap his arm until the entire roll was gone.

Lefty applied pressure to his wound with his free hand, and then sat on one of the free beds. “So, I guess we’ll just wait here until the doctor shows up.”

“You have to push the—” The guy sitting on the edge of his bed lost his ability to hold his vomit before he was able to finish his sentence. Only half of his projectile load made it into the bucket.

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