Asta Silva - Childhood and travel

Chapter 6

<Asta>

I fainted right after the maids rushed up to me. I woke up in a place that smelled of disinfectant. Uh huh, I'm in a hospital. I won't open my eyes, because I don't want anyone in the room to know I'm not sleeping. Maybe I'll learn something interesting.

"What do you mean, you don't know?" I heard my Father say. Ugh, he's mad. I wonder what happened. I doubt it's about me.

"I mean that I don't know. His body is behaving like after a magic overload, but that's not possible for obvious reasons. If he was a normal patient, I would say his magic went crazy. Not being able to find a way out, it began to break his bones. But since he lacks magic, I don't know." Oh, so they're talking about me. Father's probably angry that he has to waste his precious time on me. After all, why should he waste it on such a failure like me.

"Can I see him?" asked a quiet voice that I knew almost too well.

Oh, no, no, no. Get lost, bitch.

"Of course" Owen replied happily. Do they want to kill me? Wait... They probably do.

Oh, how pitifully my life will end. Seemingly unconcious, killed by my aunt that I don't like.

"Hey... I don't know if you can hear me..." Loud and clear. Unfortunately. "But I wanted to apologize. I never wanted it to end this way" She said quietly.

I don't believe her. She already said sorry and she knows it won't work, so why does he keep trying? Maybe she's keeping up appearances, because Owen and Father are near? Undoubtedly. Solid and Nebra never hurt me before Father, too. Thanks to that they couldn't do anything to me at parties, because I was practically glued to his side. They kept abusing me verbally, but never physically. Every time they tried, they were dismissed by my Father, or forced to apologize. I don't know why, but I never thought about it much, because I was fearing the answer a bit.

Noelle had to have sat down, because I heard the scraping of the chair. She grabbed my hand. I had to hold back from squeezing it so tight it broke. I tried to ignore her and focused on the voices behind the door.

"When will he wake up?"

"In the coming days"

"Alright, then what?"

"He will have to be under constant monitoring" Oh... No, no, no, no. No way. Doctor, please don't joke about this. "It would be the best if he was observed by someone constantly. That means he CAN'T go back to the tower, do you understand?"

"Of course" You're gonna send me there the moment I "wake up", Father.

***

When I was sure that there was no one else in the room besides my Father - who apparently slept here today - it was afternoon, and I opened my eyes. My body was still sore and hurt, but I had to go back to the tower, to Liebe. He's probably worried. I sat up and took off the duvet. I shivered when my legs suddenly got cold. Which wasn't unusual, since I was only in my boxers.

I stood up slowly and quietly, not wanting to wake up my parent. I grabbed pants that were laying on the nearby chair. I put them on and decided I was ready to go. Father was laying on the sofa, and before him on the coffee table was a stack of papers.

As busy as always, huh?

I grabbed a blanket and covered him, after which I left to to the corridor. It was quiet and dark. The nurses were probably asleep, as was my family, I hope. I didn't want to see them. Not now. Unsurprisingly - since it was the middle of the night - I got outside easily, and then it was like a walk in the park. I got to the tower in about fifteen minutes. Everything hurt and I almost heard my body plead me to go back to the hospital and sleep. But as it was with a rebellious almost ten year old, I ignored it.

When I got to the tower, I immediately ran to my room.

"Liebe?!" I shouted, concerned.

"Asta!" the spirit flew from the wardrobe and hugged me. "Are you alright? What did they do to you? I wanted to go after you, but I didn't want to be caught. There was a lot of people around you" he said, making a face and hugging me tighter.

"I think I'm fine. Everything hurts, but I'm glad I survived"

"What happened?"

"A meeting with my Aunt Noelle" I said seriously.

"The one you said you don't like?"

"Yes, she's a bitch."

"Wow, who taught you that word?" The spirit giggled.

"I heard a maid say it, but judging from her tone it doesn't mean anything nice"

"No, it doesn't. Don't say it in front of adults"

"Okay?"

"Wait, you sneaked out of the hospital?" He asked, as if he didn't realize until now.

"Yes. I won't spend a minute longer there. Father would send me back here anyway, so I'm sparing him the effort"

"You know what... Whatever. Go to sleep, we'll talk in the morning, okay?"

"Okay"

***

I wanted to rest well. I only wanted to rest well. Am I really asking for that much? In the morning, I got startled awake by shouts coming from the direction of the main house. What the hell? Did they went insane completely? What's going on? Were we attacked or something?

"What's up?" I grumbled, lazily standing up and getting dressed.

"I think they're looking for you" said Liebe

I burst out laughing. So loud and strong that tears went streaming down my face, and my chest hurt. I wasn't sure if it was because of laughter that I couldn't catch my breath, or because of the fact that my ribs still hurt.

"That was the best joke I've heard in a while!" I said, breathless. "There's no way Father would do such a ruckus just because I disappeared"

The spirit looked really disoriented and sad. When I stopped laughing, I smiled at him and pat his head, wanting to cheer him up. It wasn't his fault, and I didn't want him to be sad because of something neither of us had control of.

"I'll go check what's happening, but I'm not sure if that's a good idea. Whatever's going on, if I go there, I'll probaby get accused of it. On the other hand if I won't be there, they'll still blame it on me, so I want to know for what I will be punished" I sighed, irritated.

"Kid..." This time he looked really concerned.

"Don't worry, Liebe!" I smiled at him. "I went through worse things than this"

After dressing up in a blue shirt and black pants, I left the tower and began walking to the mansion, of course, without Liebe. 

Well, time to see what I did this time.