Elementals

Chapter 19

Earth - Year 3204
Northern Academy

Blaze:
Pool and I get to the hospital not longer after. When we get there we're told that Breeze has been awake and that they expect his recovery to be without further complications. Right now he's just resting. At least there are some good news: my partner didn't die so I won't be entirely on my own...again. We both check on him for a minute or so before Pool leaves me. I get one of the chairs closer to Breeze's bed and cover myself with a hospital-blanket. Even though he's been awake, his body temperature still has a little way to go so they've put up the heat in the room. One of the few perks being here to be honest.

I've heard that people reveal many secrets when they sleep. Looking at Breeze in his sleep, I realize he's giving away something he probably doesn't want to, especially not to me: sadness. Looking at him from where I sit, his face mirrors sadness as if he was to be grieving over something or someone. They said he was awake for a little while. They also mentioned a visitor. Obviously they didn't say who it was, but if my intuition is right, there is only one person that could have been. I'm sure it was the very same person that I ran into on my way from this very hospital.

Letting my thoughts spin like that makes me tired...even more tired than I already was before coming here. Remember I actually slept before Pool came into my room? Right, now I want to go back at it, but finding a right position in a chair really isn't easy I learn. In the quarters the cold temperature was hard to ignore when I went to sleep. In here, the temperature is just what I am used from the Eastern Academy. Most of it is actually what I'm used to right here, but the chair, God, the chair ruins everything!

During the next hour I give up trying to sleep. There is no position on this chair in which I will able to sleep so I just sit there observing Breeze as he sleeps through my 'struggles'. There are many traits to notice when you just look at a person: sometimes he tightens his eyebrows as if he's in the middle of something, and then other times he relaxes. Of course it makes me curious as to what's going on inside his head. He entered my mind once, not too many days ago when I come to think of it. Maybe I should enter his head this time?

"No..." I then hear. I look up at him for a moment. How did he...how did he hear me? I didn't even say it. "What?"  I let out trying to grasp where he's getting at. "No as in you're not getting inside my head." I hear as he slightly opens his eyes. "That's ironic of you to say considering you probably just entered mine..." I let out as I sit up further in the chair and put my arms in a cross above my chest while pulling the blanket closer to me. "You were thinking quite loudly at that...I didn't really have to enter your mind." He answers back. Apparently I'm one of the worst at hiding my personal thoughts in this academy.

He still looks a little distant in his eyes. I don't really have to read his mind to catch on to it. It's like he's looking at me, but at the same time he's not. The curiosity of what's going on inside his head is actually getting on my nerves. "Are you gonna tell me what's with that distant look in your eyes or do I have to dig around your head to find it?" I ask as he turns his head towards me finally. He seems surprised. "I didn't really think you cared about me like that..." He answers. I shrug lightly as I show him my bandaged hands. He nods weakly. "It takes a little time but eventually I start caring. If I didn't care, do you think I'd go through this?" I point out. "Takes time to get used to someone else than your sister, you mean."

It feels like he knows something by the way he says that. I turn quiet for a minute, not sure if I want to reveal that to him or not. "You just said it with the silence, you know?" He then says as I look up at him. I don't do much to respond to that. He just takes a deep breath and stays quiet for a while. "You know that first night you were here?" He starts as I look up at him. I nod weakly. "I think we shared the same dream." He goes on. I sense myself being slightly guarded about his words. I don't really know where he's going or how I'm going to react, but for some reason I know I won't like it.