Chapter 5: Complications

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The entire walk to the nurse's office I was trying to get the prefect to let me go. I tugged my wrist out of his grasp at least 10 times, tried to run away just as many, and I'm pretty sure I left him with a few bruises after he slung me over his shoulder and carried me there.

"I promise, I'm fine! I really don't need to go see the nurse, really! I'm ok! It's not a big deal!" I pleaded. I heard him sigh before he responded.

"You aren't fine. You have at least two footprints on you that I can see and you probably got a concussion when they trampled you. You need to see a nurse."

"But I've gotten concussions before and I've never needed a nurse before! I haven't been to a doctor since I was six! Please don't make me go see this lady!" I pleaded as he sat me down on the waiting bench and sighed again.

"Why haven't you been to the doctor in so long? And how many concussions have you gotten before?" He asked these questions as he sat in the seat across from me.

"Because I lived on a farm outside of the city and it made no sense to drive the two hours to the doctor and I don't know. Probably around five or six by my count but probably more." I shrugged as he gave me a worried glance.

"Five or six? I don't think that's safe, you probably should have seen a doctor before now…" The silver-haired prefect continued to talk, but I didn't really hear much of it. Half way through his lecture, his voice became muffled and my vision began to blur. Soon, I felt myself falling forward and everything went black.

I awoke to an incredible headache and darkness. I wasn't sure where I was and I began to panic. I don't like the dark, its suffocating. I began fumbling around trying to find a light switch or a lamp or something to illuminate the darkness when I felt it. The presence, his presence. I felt it as blatantly as I felt my hand touching an empty night stand. I froze, terrified. I didn't like not being able to see him, especially when his mere presence sparked such fear inside my heart.

"…Ana…? Are you awake?" There it was. That voice. That beautiful, melodic voice that commanded my obedience. It was like he knew what his voice could do, what power it held. I gulped.

"Y-yes… Who is it? I can't see; it's too dark…" I whimpered out, even though I knew it was him. I just wanted the light back. I heard a soft chuckle, and then the lights flicked on. They were bright at first, but my eyes soon adjusted.

"I apologize. I should have known that your eyes wouldn't have adjusted. I didn't mean to frighten you or wake you, I just wanted to check in and make sure that you were alright." He smiled softly and sat in the chair that was placed next to my bed. "So, how are you feeling? Do you remember anything?" I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes before responding.

"Uh, I'm not really sure how I'm feeling… I don't really remember much, I just know my head's killing me…" Kaname chuckled. "What?" I asked him, confused as to why he would be laughing.

"I'm sure your head does hurt," he responded. "You got a concussion when the night class fan girls ran over you. In fact, your head will probably hurt for a while." He cracked another smile at me and this time I returned it with a small one of my own.

"Oh… Well, thank you for checking on me, sir. That was very kind of you to think of me." I looked down, embarrassed to look him in the face. He saw me being physically stepped on by other people. If that wasn't a realistic metaphor for my life, then I don't know what is. I felt him stand up.

"Of course, Ana. It was my pleasure. I'll come see you tomorrow to see if you're feeling better." I nodded, blushing, as he walked out the door.

"Kaname… You should come have a look at this." The headmaster waved me over with a serious look.

"Yes, what is?" I questioned, curiosity evident in my demeanor.

"The nurses ran a few tests on Miss Williams' blood… I believe you should have a look at the results."

I took the clipboard from the Headmaster and began reading over the results. When I got to the end of the second page I froze. Anastasia Williams… was a pureblood.

A/N: Hello again everyone! I hope you enjoy this new chapter! Things are getting interesting (at least the author thinks they are...). Well, read and be happy ladies and gents!

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The Nightmare Before the DreamX

P.S. If you haven't yet, I highly suggest taking a listen to the new album from a band called The Pretty Reckless. It's called "Going to Hell" and it's pretty awesome if you're looking for a great rock album with a female lead vocal. Just saying. I like it. A lot. :D