My Yearning Heart

Chapter 6

My First Actual Patient

Note: I hope you're all enjoying this story. For me, things have been going pretty. I'm actually way ahead. I have things planned way in the future yet I haven't gotten to the writing part so that should give you a hint of how in depth this story is going to get. Anyway, thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy another update.

Another week of school started and I was finally back to my old ways. I stayed away from alcohol and stuck to coffee. I know that that isn't much better, but I'd rather feel hyper-ish than completely lost. Once we got to school, I quickly went to my room and got everything ready. For some reason, I felt really anxious about things. I don't know why. No one's come in yet with something serious which is a really good. However, I hate being bored so deep down, I want something big to happen where I can make a difference.

Usually, mornings are always the most boring time of the day, but something happened. It wasn't quite the things I was hoping for, but it was a thing, nonetheless. It was Yang. She walked in with a pained look on her face as if she was about to throw up. I couldn't deny her now.

"Yang, what's wrong?"

"Uuhhh! Do you have menstrual cramp medicine or something? It's really killing me!" She slammed her head against the door.

"Hey, don't do that. You'll only make it worse. Here, I'll get some for you right now." I walked over to the cabinet and shuffled through the tons of medicine stored inside. As I did, I could hear Yang's constant moaning and nearly busted out laughing. I know those cramps hurt, but she was making it seem as if it was the end of the world. After searching through so much medicine, I finally found and pulled out a good enough amount and handed it to Yang. "Take these, and you should be feel better after a couple of minutes."

"Ugh! Thank you." She grabbed the medication out of my hand and slowly made her way back down the hall.

"Do you need help or something?"

"No, I'm fine," she said with a weak voice.

"Well, if it gets worse later on, just come back and I'll give you some more." She didn't say anything else so I closed the door and went back to my regular things. Before I did, something struck me as odd. After all of this weird stuff she's done, she didn't do anything this time. She just asked for medicine and walked off. I wonder what's wrong.

Ugh! What are you talking about? That's it. Nothing else. You did your job so you should leave her be. Why are you thinking about this any further? You're a teacher; act like one.

After that, nothing else really happened. When lunch came around, the room lit up like always. Blake visited me, but Yang wasn't with her. She mentioned how something was bothering her so she decided to stay in class. I knew why, but decided not to say anything to her. Stay on the topic of Yang, I asked Blake how they were doing. She didn't go into much detail, but she said that they were alright. Just judging by the tone of her voice, it definitely didn't seem that way. However, since we were at school, I decided to let it go and pick it up later. Before lunch ended, an announcement was made over the PA reminding teachers that club activities were beginning today. Unfortunately, this meant I had to stay and make sure none of the athletes got hurt. However, this might be the kind of excitement I've been waiting for.

Once lunch was over, I quickly urged people to leave so I could prepare for the possible incident that was bound to happen on the first day of club activities. I still don't know why I was so excited about something like this. I shouldn't be hoping for students to get harmed, but it would really make my day.

When school was over, I was pumped. All of the beds were made, the cabinets of medicine were organized, and everything was spotless. All I had to do was wait. Thankfully, my room had window that opened up to the athletic field so I was able to keep myself busy. During this time of year, soccer was in full swing. I wasn't a huge fan of soccer, but it was better than staring at my empty room.

It was difficult to follow what they were doing, but I did my best. I followed the ball and person dribbling it. Yes, I do know some soccer terms. It was quite impressive to see how skilled some of those kids were. However, my excitement didn't last. As they were doing a little game, a kid slide tackled into a girl, sending her into the ground. After that, she didn't get up. This caused me to rise from my chair. After that, I heard distant screaming and I knew that it was from that girl. I quickly slid open the window and jumped out to see what had happened. I got there in great time, just as they were about to call my name. I knelt down beside her and saw that her leg was all cut. I instructed the students to wrap in with something until we could get her back to my room. They grabbed their towels and wrapped it as tight as they could. After that, I put her in my arms and ran her back to my room.

Once there, I gently laid her down on the bed and prepared the necessary things for her injury. I grabbed disinfectant, cotton swabs, and warp; lots and lots of wrap for her leg. When I returned to her, I saw the towels were redder than before. I had to move quickly. I removed the towels and used the cotton swabs to wipe her cuts with disinfectant. Because of the severity of her injury, she screamed a little as the disinfectant was a little strong for her. I continued to wipe it down until I saw that the bleeding had slowed. After that, I gently wiped it down it with a wet towel and finished it off by wrapping her leg as tight as I could with the wrap. I took one last breath as I was finished.

That was definitely a little too intense for me, but I got through it.

"How are you feeling? Better?" She smiled and nodded her head. "Great, you did a great job at not panicking."

"Haha, thanks. I'm used to this sort of thing. It was just that you used something really strong."

"Sorry. It seemed pretty serious so I just wanted to be safe. You know the saying right?"

"Mmhmm."

"What's your name, sweety?"

"Pyrrha. Pyrrha Nikos." I wrote down her name on the patient form and filled out rest. As I did, I heard some rustling coming from her bed. When I looked back, I saw her trying to leave the room. Right as her injured leg touched the floor, she squeaked in pain.

"Whoa, whoa. What are you doing?"

"I was going back out to play."

"Haha, you're funny." I put her legs back on the bed. "You have to take the rest of the day off. This is for your own safety. I don't want you tearing it up any more than it already is."

"Aww, really?"

"Yes, really."

"Well, can I at least stay in here?"

"Of course you can. You thought I was gonna kick you out?"

"I don't know. I didn't want to bother you."

"You won't bother me. This is my job." Surprising, the two of us had a really fun conversation. She was a sophomore just like Blake, but she acted so mature. It was kind of a shock. I talked to her about soccer and she said that's been playing it ever since she was a little kid. Of course, child prodigies start young, even though I'm sure she wasn't one. As we talked, I occasionally checked her leg to make sure that it was holding up okay. Everything was going perfectly well. As time went on, I looked at the clock and saw that club activities were about to end. "Alright, I'm gonna change your wrap and then you can be on your way. Do you think you can walk home?" She gently placed her feet on the ground and put some weight on them.

"I think I'll be fine." I grabbed the wrap and walked back over to her bed. There, I carefully removed the wrap on her leg and threw it away. "Thank you, Ms. Belladonna, for doing this. I really appreciate this."

"What are you talking about? This is my job. I love doing this. It's better this than watching someone in pain and not be able to help them." She didn't respond. She just sat there as I started to put on the new wrap. Before I did, I saw that her cut was already looking much better from before. Of course, I had to give her the good news. Once I finished wrapping her leg, I smiled and said that she was free to go. I tried standing up, but something was holding me back. I looked down and saw her hand holding onto mine. "Pyrrha, what's wrong?"

"Ms. Belladonna, when was the last time you've felt loved by another person?" My eyes shot wide open. It was happening again. I couldn't believe it. It was so sudden that I couldn't even think of an answer, but another thing happened that I wasn't ready for. Something dropped from the doorway which caused me to turn my head. It was Yang. She had a shocked look on her face.

"Yang, what are you…" I couldn't finish my sentence as she ran off without saying anything. I tried stopping her before she could, but she vanished before I even got past the door. What was going on? When I walked back into the room, I saw Pyrrha slowly making it back on her feet.

"Ms. Belladonna, how do you fill an empty heart?" Again, I was knocked off my feet. That question seemed so familiar to me that I didn't have answer for her.

Why was she asking me this? It can't be what I think it is. I just met her. Things definitely don't work like that.

End of Chapter 6