Chapter 3:
Throughout the day, doctors rushed in and out of Scott's room. At some point, Scott had been taken off of his IV and asked multiple questions as to why he had lost so much blood. The doctors did not find any bleeding points, so finding out he had lost so much of it shocked them. Every time they asked, Scott just replied with a dismissive 'I don't remember'. After they left, Scott would think back to the night before. He racked his brain for any idea as to what had really happened.
After an hour of silence, a male nurse entered the room. He wore a blue uniform and was holding Scott's hospital dinner on one of the yellow plastic trays every patient received. The man smiled at Scott and moved to close the door behind him. The nurse's wavy black hair fell perfectly around his face and his brown eyes glowed with unimaginable strength. Slowly, the man made his way over to the bed.
"Hello, Mr. Kamela. My name is Kamui. Miss Snowjoy couldn't make it up here to see you, so I'll be your nurse this evening." The smile never left the man's face as he spoke.
"Miss Snowjoy?" Scott questioned.
Kamui smiled even wider, "Yes. You know, the girl with the blond hair? Pink uniform?"
Scott suddenly thought back to the first person he saw here. So, her name was Snowjoy? What a weird name. "Yes, I remember her."
Kamui placed the tray in front of Scott using the small portable table in the corner. For a few minutes, Scott sat there looking at the food in disgust. He knew Kamui wouldn't leave until he was done, but just looking at the food made Scott sick. He remembered friends who had been hospitalized telling him the worst part was the food, and Scott wasn't about to see what they meant.
"Excuse me, sir. You need to eat the food, not stare at it. You'll feel much better once you have a full stomach. And once you're done eating, I can-"
Quickly, Scott pushed the stand away from him in silent frustration. The table hit into Kamui's hip, and the tray clattered to the ground. Kamui got the idea and became extremely quiet. Both boys sat in silence for a few minutes, Scott not wanting to talk and Kamui watching the scattered food on the ground.
Kamui was the first to speak up, "I'll go get something to clean this up." With that, Kamui scurried out of the room, leaving a dirty floor and an agitated Scott behind. Scott waited to hear the door click shut before he stood and went to the bathroom, making sure to step over the mess on the ground. Once he was past the mess, he immediately ran to the bathroom, lifted the toilet seat, and throw up the little food left in his stomach. He didn't understand why he was doing this, but it seemed right at the moment. There was something about Kamui, Snowjoy, and this whole hospital that made Scott's stomach upset.
It took five minutes for Scott to expel everything from his stomach. When he was done, he caught his breath, flushed the toilet, and washed his face. Upon opening the door, he saw Kamui kneeling on the floor. His sleeves were rolled up above the elbow and a wet sponge in his hands which he dipped again and again into the dirt-water bucket. Kamui glanced up as Scott approached him, but looked down quickly in hopes not to get the boy angry again. Scott stepped over the mess again and crawled up into the bed again. Silence rolled over the boys again, only broken by the sound of the sponge plunging into the bucket water. When Kamui finished cleaning, he dropped the sponge into the dirt-water and picked the bucket up, slowly making his way towards the door.
When Kamui reached for the doorknob, Scott quietly called out, "Sorry…"
Kamui hesitated for a moment, then smiled over at Scott and left the room.
Author's Comment: Hi, everyone. I know I don't do the comments in this story, but I'd like to give a special thanks to Fang16Max for commenting on both my 1st and 2nd chapters. Love ya Fang!