All My Ghosts || 07-Ghost ||

Kapitel. 2

She was sitting on the windowsill of the sole windowpane which was open, with her back against the jamb; all huddled up beneath her white cloak, her legs folded and her knees brought up to her chest, with her forearms crossed and gripping her upper arms protectively. Her face told one story but her body another: how could someone look so serene yet so chaotically distressed simultaneously?  The boy wondered how such gorgeous eyes that carried this tender warmth and kindness in them could also carry such an unnerving, eerie coldness in them.

What are you afraid of? What are you trying to protect yourself from?

-were the only sentences that formed in his mind, that he would ask the girl if his voice permitted him.

She tilted her head back, so that it rested against the wall, and slowly closed her eyes as her chestnut waves danced in the gentle breeze which had just entered the room.

He could have sworn that he saw something form in the corner of her eye, and roll down her rosy cheek, something he had hoped he would never have to see, but before he could be certain it was what he thought it to be, the wind blew the other way, obscuring her face from view with her hair. Then the breeze subsided.

His deep navy eyes widened in worry as they saw emerald green ones crying. Pearly tears rolled down her cheeks; each one was like a dagger being driven into his heart and repeatedly twisted round and round.

Why did it torment him so much to see a stranger cry? Why did every whimper make his heart ache so much when he had forgotten that he even had a heart at all?

It took him every ounce of his already depleted energy to lift his arm off the bed and reach out to her; it was driving him insane to see her in such a deplorable condition. But why exactly it yanked at his previously thought to be non-existent heartstrings, he hadn't a clue.

She was unaware that he had been awake all this while but one glance at his outstretched hand caused a rosy red to tinge her cheeks and a bright smile to light up her face which still had tears clinging to it. The joy he had been longing to see returned to her eyes. She sniffled once then wiped her face with the end of her cloak as she ran toward him and skidded to a halt on her knees right by his bedside. She clasped his hand in her palms and held it near her chest, near the gap between her collarbones.

"I'm so glad you're awake. I was really worried when Sister Elizabeth told me that you had been out cold for four days straight so I requested Bastien-sama to let me stay here and take care of you." She chuckled softly with half-shut eyes then laid his hands by his side. She began removing the bandages that were tied around his head.

"Your injuries were pretty bad but you we're lucky that Bastien-sama placed you in my care because I fixed you up so well. Hihi.~" she giggled softly.

Fix me? These wounds that you cannot see, they hurt the most. Can you please fix them too? Please...

"So how's your fever?" She finished unreeling the bandages and placed her palm on his forehead where the bandages had been. He gently closed his eyes as he felt her tender flesh resting on his own, his heart perplexed as to why he had never felt quite as safe as he did in that moment; why nothing else could end his internal strife while she did it subconsciously yet so effortlessly.

No one has... ever taken care of me... like this. Not even Magdalen... not even my own father... so why you?...

His eyes opened only when that light weight on his forehead was gone.

"I gave you my concoction of herbs with tea for the fever, but the remedy seems to be working awfully slowly for you." she said, half-worriedly.

I don't mind... That means you stay with me longer, right? What a selfish thought. I'm sure she has better things to do...

His eyebrows furrowed in slight discomfort; he knew that if it were up to him, he would have kept that warmth near him forever. She had stood up now.

"Well, now all you need is plenty of rest, some solid meals and you'll be as good as new!" she said cheerfully.

She smiled warmly and turned to leave when she felt an arm grab her own.

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