In the Name of Chaos

Chapter 6: Regrets

"Ms Bare," someone says, "how are you feeling? Blink twice if you can hear me?"

I nod my head before I can fully register the question I'm asked, but, although I do feel a little light-headed and my eyesight is a little blurry, I believe I am okay. The figure previously leaning over me moves away as I slowly sit up from this unfamiliar bed and look at my surroundings. I am not in my assigned room. Judging from the interior and outfits of the staff members, I am in the infirmary Aris mentioned when we first met.

I slowly sit up, closing my eyes for some seconds and trying to collect my thoughts. The last memory I have is of Aris and I fighting. He wants to sell Topaz.

"Where is my cousin?" I quickly ask as I attempt to stand up from the bed, but my attempt fails as a nurse gently pushes me back onto the bed, forcing me to sit on it once again.

Just as I am about to repeat my question, Aris and Saint walk into the room. I mentally thank the higher power for bringing Saint back to me. He can help me stop Aris from selling Topaz, and if Topaz happened to be sold last night, I'm sure Saint can convince Aris to get him back. I owe my cousin this much.

"Saint," I say as I take my second attempt to stand up from the bed, but the nurse, once again, gently pushes me back in order for me to remain in this seated position.

"You must rest." she demands.

I don't protest the nurse's instruction but mentally curse her as she walks over to another patient.

"Saint, I need your help."

"Willow." Saint walks closer to me with his hands held in the air as if he is surrendering. "I need you to calm down."

"What are you doing?" I ask. "I'm calm. I'm sorry for my outburst last night, but I need your help."

"You mean this morning? You're sorry for your outburst this morning. It's alright, Willow. I told Aris it's his fault for delaying giving you the cure." Saint lowers his hands as he continues speaking to me, seeming less frightened than when he first entered this room.

"No, I'm sure it was last night; that or a time before the sunrise. I know it was dark, but that's not the point."

"It was bright outside."

"Aris wants to sell my cousin in the black market's auction. I don't care how light or dark it was. Will you help me or not, Saint?"

"Aris told me about your outburst."

"Did you do it already?" I ask as I turn to face Aris. "Did you sell Topaz? Is that why you both look guilty? Is that why Saint walked in here as if I'd attack him?"

"Willow," Saint speaks as if he is choosing his words carefully, "I need you to calm down."

"Why are you here if not to help me? If there's anyone that should be sold, it should be Aris. Did you know he's an Iron Rod? I hit him on head with a chair, and he acted as if nothing happened. He didn't flinch. Did you know?"

"Willow, calm down," Saint repeats.

"Well, none of that matters now. It doesn't even matter if you sold Topaz. I only need you to get him back."

"Aris didn't sell your cousin," Saint walks closer to be and places his hand on my head. "You're burning up."

I quickly swat his hand away and address Aris, "If you never sold my cousin then I'd like to see him."

"I'm afraid I can't let you see him."

"Then you must have sold him."

"As my good friend, Frosty, said; I did not sell your cousin."