"So, back with what this time? Broken limbs? Bruises? Severe wounds? Or is it some kind of sudden fever?" A man wearing a white long coat said with both his hands on his waist. His expression stern yet also calm. He looks at me with simplicity but I can clearly feel the atmosphere he is releasing.
"I-I have an aching leg and a w-wound full of stapler bullets..." I stutter, afraid at what he is gonna say next.
He raises his hands up to his face area and stops. He hesitates and just lets his hands fall to the table gently.
"Come and sit here. Raise the back of your shirt until the wound can be seen. Then we can patch it up." He says while gesturing his hand for m to come to a chair he placed on the floor. I follow his instructions and he takes out some med kit and a pair of tweezers.
"O-owww!!!" I scream inside the clinic. The black haired middle aged man just stayed silent while he kept on smoking. His hands pulling some stapler bullets from my back.
I kept on yelping out of pain for the next 3 minutes. Apparently, an entire load of it got into my back. Fortunately, it is only in the surface and that it didn't hit my spine. The bad news is, My back is pretty screwed right now.
"Don't be a puss' now boy. I am about to be finished here after all..." He says so while pulling the last one with his pair of tweezers.
"O-ooww!" I Yelp once again. My face contorting thanks to the pain but otherwise, satisfied. For its finally finished. And I know that I am gonna have some trouble with healing this one but I am just glad that it's gone.
The doctor starts to wrap my back with bandages to cover the bleeding. His expression normal, since he has dealt with these kinds of stuff before.
The doctor's name is Layton Dregory. A man of 30's that still hasn't married with his girlfriend. Actually, his girlfriend is the nurse of the clinic but apparently she is currently out on some business. So his husband is the one that took over in the mean time.
"You have went through far worse wounds so why are you still screaming like a girl?" He suddenly asks when he finishes wrapping and turned the chair I am sitting at to him. His expression of sarcasm since it's practically everyday that I am here.
"I-it's painful... I-isn't that normal?" I answer. I may be used to it but I am not some kind of superhuman that can just endure it. Of course I will shout out in pain if hurt too. I am human after all... A weak one at that.
"Heh~? So you say but let me guess, you are gonna trip or something randomly, then before we know it, you will be dying." He says while smirking. His tone seemingly joking yet I have that feeling that he may not be kidding... Thinking about it, it's actually possible.
"S-sorry that I got bad luck..." I apologize to him for the bother I give. He merely sighs and replies.
"If you feel sorry, then lie on the bed there and don't get up until I tell you so." He says while pointing to the bed for resting patients. I was utterly confused at the time because... I was actually thinking of leaving for class.
"Eh? How did you know that I'm about to go?" I ask in confusion, my brows furrowed in the process. He looks at me sternly and just, once again sighs.
"You are fidgeting way too much for an injured kid. Your eyes are moving to the door too much as well." He emotionlessly replies.
"B-but it's the second day of school... I have to go or else I will be in tons of troubl-" I stutter but I was interrupted with him slamming his hand to the table for real this time. A bang echoed throughout the room while a moment of silence followed afterwards. He looks at me with some anger and just speaks silently.
"Kid. Since you didn't get what I meant earlier, let me rephrase it for your dumb brain. Last time you left, You literally got to being stuck in a cement, almost being grinded to death, and yet still got to being choked and almost died, just by being tied to an ambulance stretcher. Your sister said it was my fault and I lost my dates thanks to it. So, I am telling you this young man. I am not taking responsibility again for your luck."
He said with the most serious tone I ever heard from him. I stayed silent and merely looked at the ground.
"S-sorry... I won't leave..." I reply reluctantly. He smiles with satisfaction on his face. He proceeds to take some stuff and places them inside a bag.
"Uuuummm... Are you going somewhere?" I ask him since he seems to be in a hurry.
"OH! I forgot to tell you, I have a date today. Her name is Rebecca and we have been going out for a month now. When you arrived, I actually got scared because you might ruin my date again. Luckily, you are gonna listen and not get out to not ruin my date. Right~?" He says while at the same time sending me a malicious glare. He also starts to close every window and everything he needs to fix unto the proper places for safety's sake. That includes the medical cabinets and some other medical equipments he got out. I guess he is ready for anything that can happen to me when I am here...
Actually, the truth is that... It's technically my fault why he is still not married. Every time he is going out with his girlfriend, my unlucky relation with accidents would mostly make the dates worse and that i would ruin their moments together unintentionally. Even though he is only doing it for the school because his income is at risk.
"O-Okay... I-I promise I won't go out until noon..." I stutter. My smile twitching while I close my eyes. His glare so terrifying that I can sense it to the point that all the hairs on my body stiffens.
I am really screwed if I don't do what he says.
"Hmm... Good." He answers as he rushes to the door immediately and just closes it behind him with a bang.
Not one would expect from a school nurse but he needs some break...
I fall to the comfy bed. Then, I dart my eyes to the bright ceiling.
I think to myself.
I really hope he will have a good time... I wonder if sis can cook something good?... Why am I getting drowsy...?
Before I knew it, I fall asleep.
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My sleep was interrupted by a sudden shake on my chest. My eyes open and sees the culprit. A black haired girl wearing glasses is in front of me, her hands still shaking my body.
"Wake up... Wake up already..! It's already 12 noon! Wake up!" She kept on mumbling while shaking my body. My body still tired and not active, I thought of just acting like I'm still sleeping and ignoring her. I mean, it's normal since I am still tired after all.
"...OOOWW!!" Before I knew it, my face suddenly got hit and pain spread across my head. This in turn, woke me up completely.
A baseball fell into my lap. And some blood too.
How can it even happen..? I thought Mr, Layton already closed the windows and even placed the curtain on it? How did it-
That's when I realized it. The room is now filled with light. Outside light.
I see... Especially since the girl is now currently shocked and kind of silent, So I guess it's fair to prove my point.
"U-umm... Sorry!" She said in a tense voice, her head looking down, her hair hiding her anxious expression.
"N-nah... Its fine. Don't worry about it, This thing happens a lot." I replied, smiling while showing my kindest look possible. I just want to somehow not to scare her...
Even though some kind of liquid is dripping from my chin to land to the ball, which is actually full of crimson blood. I thus realize, that my face is actually bloody right now... So yup, Good job kyle. Way to show your "kindest smile" when you look like a victim of some serial murders.
This, of course, makes the girl panic and starts to rush herself, searching for something to cover the wound. In the process, She somehow... Makes a mess. Perhaps, a HUGE mess. Everything that Mr. Layton tried to store properly in cabinets are now in a mess. Its not like she does it on purpose but its just that... Her ways of handling of things is... Clumsy.
As much as I don't want to talk badly out of other people, but she is seriously clumsy. Most of the medicines that are in glass jars currently broken on the floor. And to add it up, the medicines broken are still counting up.
"Err... I know you are trying to find some bandages for my head but can't you do it more carefully-?" I was suddenly interrupted by a flying jar going straight to my head. In mere miliseconds, I instinctively move my head slightly to the right to dodge it. It flew past my left ear a very few inches and a breaking sound can be heard behind me which was followed by a sizzling noise... Kind of like acid.
... I don't want to see what that is behind me... Nor just to be able to know what that is. Still, how was she able to almost hit me square to the head with a random medicine? Rather, why does Mr. Layton have something like this in the first place???
... I am actually scared.
The girl stops moving and covers her mouth, her face gasping, sweaty, terrified and speechless from what just happened. She is so motionless that it feels like she is not even breathing.
"T-T-T-T-The B-Bandages are on the top left cabinet, T-the one near the d-door." I stutter, my shaking right hand pointed at the designated location. She hurries to it and takes the bandages carefully this time, she afterwards, moves to me and proceeds to wrap it around my head,
The whole process is actually silent while it lasted. Surprisingly, she didn't really mess up this time, She did everything just fine and even did a pretty good job with tying it too.
It actually feel like she is used to it... But It's most likely just my imagination... I sure hope It's just me,
After finishing the aid? Everything... Was awkward silence. I don't know what to really say. I look at her see her struggling face. She looks like she is about to say something but maybe she thought it's too awkward..?
I look around us. Bottles of broken medicine on the floor, a baseball rolling on a nearby table, and a messy bed with two awkward, shy teenagers on it.
"Pfft..." I chuckle and without realizing it, I began to laugh out of nowhere. I honestly don't know why I am laughing. Maybe because of my luck? Maybe because of the place I am right now? Or maybe it's just too awkward here? Maybe it's actually even about everything. I seriously don't know. I just continued laughing like a mad man.
A while later, I hear a giggle, It didn't took much of a few seconds for her to burst out laughing together with me. We kept on laughing crazily for the next 3 minutes or so. That was just a guess though, since we simply laughed till our jaws hurt after all.
"Eerr... For starters, My name is Kyle Aryans. How about you? What's your name?" I ask to break the awkward silence.
"Oh! M-my name is Anne Rexene, a new transferee in this school. N-nice to meet you and... I'm so sorry for everything... As you can see, I am so clumsy with things that I always give everyone problems... I am so sorry..." She responds, looking downwards once again, but this time with anxiousness for my answer. I chuckle and replied.
"It's fine, I'm used to it. Nice to meet you too." She shakes my hand while my murmuring her thanks softly.
"Though... Why are you here Miss. Anne?" I ask, pretty curious since an apology can simply be solved in the classroom.
"O-oh! Actually, I am here to somehow give some lunch to make up for the trouble earlier... " she checks her watch, Seeing this, I also check mine. It's currently 12:24 pm, still lunchtime but people mostly already finished lunch at this moment.
"So...would you please accept this lunch even if it's already late? I won't take a no for an answer..."
She asks with a wink while taking out her bag from under the bed. Her lunch being nothing more than a pair of simple cheese burgers.
"I would gladly have it." I answer while accepting her offer.
We ate and talked about various things afterwards. When the bell rang, I insisted on attending as well. When she refused, I answered that everyone is used to it. Which is the truth since everyone does knows that.
And so, she gave up and we went to class together.
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What a great day... In the end, nothing much happened in the afternoon other than some chemistry explosions.. On the plus side, I even got to having a new friend! She is kind of weird and clumsy but I can't talk much with me like this. So I guess I am lucky to have a friend~
I thought these in my head while walking in the road. Class has now ended and it's time for me to come home. I didn't bring my bicycle today since it's pretty much broken so I am currently walking. It's not really far so I can walk it up.
Rather, I am walking happily right now. My steps somehow more like leaping in a carefree way. I can't help it, I am happy right now after all. It was a good day and I can't wait to go home and see them again tomorrow~!
My happiness unfortunately, didn't really lasted long.
"Hey! 'Jinx Brat!' Come down here you little punk! You forgot your daily job here you little b*tch!" A voice from below a bridge calls me behind. That voice stops me on my tracks immediately and I start to sweat.
One thought appears in my mind at that exact moment.
"I am so unlucky."
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Layton Dregor, A man of 29 years old is currently on a room full of broken bottles and a bloody trail like a murder took place.
Earlier, while he was going back to his office from a date that actually gave him and his wife some "good time" for once and for awhile, a kid from the junior division asked if he can come with him to his office to search for their baseball.
He reluctantly agreed, confused from what the boy meant. Yet his heart knew instinctively that something happened. He walked up the stairs with great haste. The boy struggled to keep up with him.
When he arrived at the scene, he knew that he was right. The boy just stayed silent, took the rolling baseball on the floor, and just walked away.
Layton proceeded to sit on the bed. The messy and bloody bed. He notices some burn marks on the back of it. He looks below and sees some shards of the jar of his muriatic acid being broken and its contents spilled and already dry on the floor, yet leaving its mark.
He thought, how is it possible that this thing got here when it is behind the other medicine storages? He kept it in the best possible hiding position yet it was taken in an instant.
The man stayed silent. He crossed his arms, He crossed his legs, and He closes his eyes.
At that moment, one of the bed's legs broke and it fell to the floor with a bang. He knew that this was gonna happen since the muriatic acid pretty much did the job.
Suddenly, a piece of folded torn of paper falls to his hand. He opens it and starts to read its contents.
"Dear Mr Layton,
Please forgive me for what happened to this room. I promise that I will make up to it in some way possible. So please don't tell my sis at least. Thank you.
P.s. I won't tell the teachers that you have condoms under the bed.
With love,
Kyle"
He proceeds to crumple the paper.
He inhales a big amount of air.
And explodes.
"I WILL SERIOUSLY F*CKING KILL YOU KYLE!!!"