Star-crossed: A Game Of Fate

Chapter 6: A Silent Goodbye

Leyon didn't know why his head was hurting as if a big truck had run over it when he woke up that morning. The first thing he could make out from his cloudy vision was the figure of a small girl sitting beside the bed where he rested. Her eyes were fixed on him, but he had no clue who she was.

Leyon blinked a couple of times to shake off the blurriness and to get a clearer look at the girl, but she suddenly stood up in an alarmed manner as if shocked to see him awake and ran out of the room before he had the chance to identify her. A few minutes later, the door to his room clicked open, and his ears picked up the sound of footsteps approaching him. His vision cleared, but the same could not be said for his throbbing head.

"How are you feeling?" a man wearing a white coat asked him. Judging from his appearance, Leyon guessed he was the doctor who had been tending to him. So, he was in the hospital? What had happened to him? He couldn't recall anything, and his head hurt, even more, when he tried to force himself to remember. Maybe he should ask the doctor. An explanation from a medical professional would probably be more helpful than anything his mind could come up with at the moment.

Leyon could feel the weight and pressure of his throbbing head raining down on him as he rose to a sitting position on the bed. The soft pillow acted as a cushion for the upper half of his body as he leaned back, with the doctor helping to adjust his body posture before starting to examine him.

"Eyes normal, tongue? Open your mouth, please. That's it. Everything seems to be fine. Nothing serious," the doctor continued, his gloved hand inspecting the bandage that was wrapped around Leyon's head. After he was done checking Leyon's overall condition, he turned to the person beside him and smiled.

It was the girl from before; Leyon identified.

"He's all good now, little girl," the doctor said to the girl.

Leyon was all the more confused. That little girl looked to be around the same age as him. Did he know this girl? His mind didn't give him an answer. The door to his room opened once again. A lady wearing a classic business outfit entered the room. In her hand was a small black file case. Her heels clicked loudly on the tiled floor as she made her way toward him.

"Hi. My name's Susan," she greeted the doctor, extending her right hand.

"Yes. And you are?" the doctor asked, squinting his eyes as he shook Susan's hand.

"I'm the boy's caretaker. I come from the orphanage," Susan replied. "I've been looking for him everywhere. Good thing I came here, otherwise, I was about to file a missing child report," she added.

"I see. Well, you don't have to worry about him now. He just needed a few stitches," said the doctor. "I'm afraid it'll leave a scar but he'll be fine after taking enough rest."

Shifting her gaze to Leyon, Susan shot him a blank look before adjusting her eyeglasses and moving toward him. She stopped right beside his bed and stood there. "Do you remember me? I'm Susan," she said to Leyon.

Leyon slowly nodded his head.

"Little girl? Why are you standing silently over there? Don't you want to say anything to him? He's awake now," the doctor said to the girl, catching both Leyon and Susan's attention in the process.

Leyon would have forgotten the existence of the little girl had the doctor not addressed her presence any sooner. Leyon trailed the little girl's movements as she approached him with teary eyes. She stood close to the other side of his bed and smiled at him. Weird. The girl was really weird. "Who are you?" Leyon asked. The little girl's smiling face instantly paled at his question.

"What are you talking about, boy? Do you not know her?" the doctor interrupted him.

"No. I don't," Leyon's replied.