“I did not come to hurt you. I came to help you.” ( @soulstcne if you like! )

Life had long since dictated how she responded to people when she was injured. It also dictated how she responded to each person individually - with her mother, she let the woman take care of any injury, same with her brother; but with strangers, she lashed out, she cursed, spit and shot words that were rude and all around was a horrible patient. Doctors, she didn’t do, not unless she absolutely needed to, Jacques had taught her that, and life had cemented that idea, but Ashley wasn’t a doctor, Ashley was a person that she knew - to a point.
Life hadn’t taught her what to do when that happened.
Claire gave the other woman a stare, untrusting and confused. ❜ I don’t need help. I’ve got this under control. ❜ Her injuries belied her words, but she ignored the twinges of pain and shook her head, ❜ I’ll be right as rain as soon as possible, so it’s fine. I’m fine. ❜
// @soulstcne /// this meme /// accepting
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