With the front door to your new home opening you called out Ofelia's name to see if it was her. You lived in an army run compound, so more than just your family lived there. Ofelia's father lived there along with the Clark family, however none of them were supposed to be home anytime soon, however Ofelia could be home at any point.

"It's me," she called back.

Ofelia was one of the supply runners for the army run community that you didn't enjoy living in. She had to go out into the hellish world filled with zombies to find stuff that could assist the community. It was a dangerous job and it made you worry uncontrollably about her safety every time she went to work.

"How was wo-" You trailed off as she walked, well limped into the room. "Are you okay?"

You rushed to her side, assisting her to sit down on one of the sofas.

"I'm fine."

Holding her as she settled into the sofa, your nerves became dangerously high as you saw your girlfriend lying to you and clearly in pain.

"Don't lie to me," you frowned.

She gave you a sheepish smile, undoing her belt and starting to wriggle herself out of her jeans. You helped her pull them down, but she winced as they reached her shin. A cut extended most of it, having also ripped her jeans and covered them in her blood.

"How the hell did you do this Ofelia?" You questioned.

"I caught it on the fence," she sighed.

You frowned, quickly excusing yourself to get the first aid kit. As soon as you returned to her, you begun cleaning her wound before patching her up and covering it in one of the bandages.

"You need to rest, you're not going on a run tomorrow. You could easily get it infected and if you get in trouble you're not going to be able to run on it for a couple of days," you stated.

"I'm fine Y/N," she smiled softly.

Shaking your head, you moved some of the sofa cushions to make sure she was comfortable, assisting her in moving her leg up onto the sofa so that it was supported and able to rest.

"I'm not letting you get hurt even more Ofelia. You are going to rest for a couple of days until its better. I worry too much about you when you are out there, so it's for the best to keep you here where it's safe," you smiled, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

"Thank you."

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Written by Charlotte.