Darknights Great Secret - a Vampire story

Chapter Thirty-Five

We had reached the dormitory and taken our seats in the common room, waiting for Leon. Maggie was trying to keep a cheerful conversation going with great effort. I didn't know who I worried about the most. Dwight had been physically hurt but vampires healed fairly quick, right? However, Leon had been hurt mentally. As far as I know Leon would never hurt anyone consciously. Or would he, after all, he is a vampire. The look in his eyes seemed so vicious, like a real vampire. I shudder went through me.
"Oh, Leon!" Maggie chippered and my attention was caught. I looked up and locked eyes with Leon who stood in the hall way. He had changed to a dark blue jumper and a pair of black trousers. His stoic expression changed and a smile appeared on his lips as he neared us.
"Don't make that face." Leon spoke softly as he patted my head. I hadn't realised I was making a worried face. While Maggie and Nath were trying not to bring the mood down or make Leon feel worse I was obviously doing the opposite.
"You were really awesome, Leon!" Maggie bounced.
"Agreed, so many singlehanded scores you made." Nath said.
"Sh, don't say that aloud, my teammates will hear." They laughed. I tried to laugh as well but worry filled my thoughts. The me in the past wouldn't pry. I would let him pretend to be fine but somehow I couldn't help myself. The feeling of helplessness took over and I felt some sort of responsibility. Albeit —not only for Leon. Thoughts of Dwight begun filling my mind.
"You're worried about him, aren't you?" Leon's voice broke though. My gaze laid upon him and I couldn't distinguish his expression. Was he sad, disappointed or dishearten? Was he showing consideration? Although I hate Dwight's guts and his contemptible language I couldn't help but to distress over him. My friends knew as well, how much hostility I held towards him. Perhaps they would not believe that anymore, after all, we had undeniably shared a kiss. Not willingly from my part. If anything I was upset, yet I worried for him.
"What? No, not at all. He had it coming." I forced out while crossing my arms over my chest, looking away in the distance. No one replied. I took a sneak peak at my friends. Nath wore an expression of understanding.
"You don't have to pretend in front of us." She said and a smile were hinting on her lips.
"Yeah. You should go see him." Maggie ushered. Leon just nodded slightly. I swallowed.
"Then ..." I begun.
"He is at the infirmary, by the headmasters office." Leon explained as he looked away, sighing. I bit my lip not knowing what else to say. I turned around and left my friends. I had some guilt but it felt wrong not checking up on Dwight. I left the dormitory and entered the school building. As I made my way like a lost chicken I noticed all the stares I got. There were not many students there at the moment but those who were there had probably already taken part of the gossip. I found the infirmary and was about to knock when I heard voices from inside. 
"Well, It won't take too long to heal. Your healing abilities are astounding, boy." I heard Isaac, the school doctor speak. I smile tugged at my lips, he wasn't in a critical state then.
"You said it, I am amazing." Dwight replied. He is definitely ok. I knocked on the door, my heart not feeling as heavy as before.
"You may enter." Isaac spoke and I carefully pushed down the handle and opened the door. Once I entered I was met by the smell of disinfectant. I swallowed unwillingly and worry filled me once again. It did seem serious. Dwight was seated on a bed with a polished metal frame, his legs hanging down the side. Isaac sat on a stool with wheels which he pushed back inorder to face me. The room seemed like it had been taken from a hospital and just been built in. Everything seemed clinically clean and I recognized some of the equipment. My grandmother had been working as a nurse at the local hospital some years ago. I visited quite frequently. Albeit, it was many years ago I could distinguish appliances. A hematology analyzer was placed on a counter next to an autoclave. My gaze turned to Dwight once again. His chest was fully covered in bandages. I couldn't move. He must be severely wounded. A lump formed in my stomach. I finally made eye contact with Dwight and I couldn't quite read his expression. He seemed relaxed. Isaac cleared his throat, yet it didn't catch my attention.
"I will leave you two to it then." He said and sprung up and in a matter of seconds the door closed behind me and we were alone. Dwight snorted as a smirk appeared on his lips. 
"What happened to you?" He asked in jest. I didn't answer. I was worried about him but I didn't know how to express myself.
"Did your boyfriend break up with you or something?" he teased. It felt as if my body moved on its own accord. I walked up to him flatly and halted just infront of him. His smirk disappeared and and an expressionless face replaced it. Without thinking I formed a fist hit him lightly on his upper chest. He didn't say anything and neither did I. Once again my hand rose and landed the same spot. Unknowingly tears had begun falling down my cheeks. 
"I was worried you idiot." I managed to utter. He didn't say anything yet my hits continued. I was about to start wailing but then I felt his hand reach up to my left cheek. I choked down some tears inorder to comprehend the situation. 
"I know."