Jake Barry
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Chapter 17
🕑 Added 2022-11-16 18:15:07 +0000 UTCA few days have passed since Jeannine took Nick to the outside world. I made it a point to personally welcome them back. I had the chance to speak with Nick, albeit very briefly. He seemed to be in high spirits, though something felt... off. As for Jeannine, speaking with her can be difficult. Unfortunately, any Lilli 'conversations' with her are fairly one-way ever since we decommissioned the speaker system. Nowadays, Nick is the only one who speaks to her directly. If there's an issue, he is the one to pass the information to her. I must admit, it makes me somewhat jealous.
"What a privilege." I mumble. "He's very lucky."
No, 'lucky' isn't a fair descriptor. Nick is our representative. He shoulders a heavier burden than any of us. Not only does he have Jeannine's expectations weighing down on him, but ours as well. Considering that, I suppose that earpiece of his is a well-earned right.
"I hope he's doing well. Both of them, for that matter."
These are the thoughts that occupy my mind as I make my way to the hospital again. The doctor made me promise to come back if the pain got worse. Thankfully it hasn't, though the brace itself has been hurting me. It's the rough material, it chafes me constantly. We still lack the means to manufacture anything 'comfortable', prioritizing practicality over all else. In some ways our town is very advanced, while in others we are still very meagre.
I arrive at the building not two minutes later. Upon walking through the doors, I'm greeted by the receptionist.
"Good afternoon Ms. Orina. You're back sooner than expected?"
"Good afternoon to you as well. Is Dr. Smith available?"
"He is, yes."
"I'm afraid I'm in need of another check-up."
"I'll let him know right away."
While she's peeking into the doctor's office, I can't help but notice a familiar face in the reception. The same young boy from before is seated in the exact same spot, staring at me from across the room.
If I didn't know any better I would have thought he hadn't moved ever since. I give him a kind smile and a wave, which he returns with his own. I limp over to take a seat beside him.
"Hello again, Louis. How are you feeling today?"
"I'm okay." He tells me, his voice as soft as ever. He points to my leg and frowns. "Your leg."
"Oh, this?" I extend my leg for him. "It would seem I've sprained my ankle. It doesn't hurt so long as I'm careful and listen to the doctor."
"I hope..." He says, struggling to make eye contact with me. "...you get better."
Before I can thank him for his kind words, the receptionist calls for me.
"Ms. Orina, the doctor will see you now."
She gestures for me, holding the door open. I turn back to Louis who has gone completely silent again. I want nothing more than to continue our chat but I can't leave the doctor waiting. Begrudgingly, I stand up and limp my way over to the office.
"That's very kind of you. Hold on, I will be right back."
"Mm." He nods, his gaze glued to his feet.
How refreshing. It felt like he was opening up to me. Something about the way he spoke sounded far less shy. It's only a feeling, but my feelings are rarely wrong.
I enter the room and take a seat on the bed as the door closes behind me.
"Hello again, Ms. Orina." Dr. Smith greets me, walking over. "You're still limping. How is your ankle feeling today?"
He holds my leg by the heel and moves it so that I have to shift positions. Now on my back, I lay with my legs stretched out. He then rolls up the leg of my pants to check my ankle.
"Better. I've been walking on it, exactly as you told me. It's the brace, I think."
"Hmm... Let's take it off and check."
The doctor proceeds to unwrap it, revealing a very red ankle. It looks bad, but he doesn't seem alarmed. He just moves my foot around, gently.
"Not too rigid. That's good. The swelling has gone down as well."
"I applied ice and compressions as soon as I got home."
"Excellent." He turns his attention to the brace and frowns. "The brace is doing it's job, but if it's bothering you that much then we can replace it."
He pulls out another brace, this one made of a softer material, and helps me put it on. This one has laces so it takes him longer to tie it up. While he does that, my mind wanders back to Louis. I know it isn't any of my business, but I have a burning question about him.
I dare to ask it.
"That boy in the reception. Is he... Will he be alright?"
"Only time will tell." Smith sighs. "I haven't observed him long enough to make predictions about his condition. Why do you ask?"
"Just curious." I reply, not really sure myself. "I hope he overcomes this. He's too young to..."
I can't bring myself to finish that sentence. The doctor seems to share the sentiment.
"It's tragic, but there's only so much anyone can do. Resources are limited and medical equipment is non-existent. We're lucky just to have painkillers. You know how it is."
"Unfortunately." I sigh. "Are you going to see him next?"
"No, I already saw him earlier today."
"What? Then why is he waiting in the reception?"
"I wouldn't know." He shrugs, finishing up with my leg. "Sometimes he just sits there. We don't have the heart to send him home."
"What about Nick?" I ask as I stand back up to test the new brace. It feels so much better than the other one. "Isn't he the one responsible for him?"
"Not officially. He does what he can, when he can. Come to think of it, I haven't seen him since I last saw you the other day."
I clench my fist. I'm not angry at Nick, I know how busy he gets. Rather, I'm frustrated with the situation as a whole. The fact of the matter is that Louis needs someone right away. No one deserves to be so alone. Least of all when they're in pain.
"Thank you, doctor. I'm sorry to bother you with all of this."
"Anytime. Take it easy, Ms. Orina."
I return to the reception and immediately head over to Louis. He's sitting exactly as he was, only this time he seems to be swinging his little legs back and forth. Upon seeing me again, he surprises me with a wave. I approach and take a seat by him once more.
"Back again. Did you wait long?"
"A little."
"Good, good..."
I pause, unsure of what to say. A part of me hopes that he will speak up, but he doesn't.
"So, Louis, I heard you already saw the doctor. That means you're free to leave..." I put a hand on his shoulder. "Why haven't you?"
"..."
"You can tell me." I move my hand down to his back and rub it softly. "Really."
"...I'm scared." He whispers so quietly that I almost missed it.
"What's scaring you?" I ask him, feeling worried. Did someone hurt him? Was it something he saw? It couldn't be Jeannine, could it? Or maybe it's his condition? A thousand terrible ideas fill my head.
"I don't know." He shrugs. "Lots of things."
I consider how best to approach this. Playing the guessing game with him will get us nowhere. I'm inclined to do as I did in my teaching days. Perhaps I can approach this similarly?
"That's perfectly fine. Everyone gets scared from time to time. Whenever I'm feeling scared I stay close to someone else, usually a friend."
He looks up in surprise, as if I said something astounding.
"Really?"
"Absolutely." I nod. "That's what friends are for." I then take his hand into mine and give it a light squeeze. "Wouldn't you agree?"
He nods silently. His gaze remains on me for a moment, as if studying my face. I resist the urge to look away, instead choosing to maintain it. He wants to say something, but he's struggling to find the words. I don't mind at all. He can take all the time he needs.
"Ms. Ori?"
"Yes?"
"You said you were my friend."
"Of course, I am!"
"Okay..."
Another pause. I stay silent while he prepares his next words.
I dare not interrupt him, lest he close off like before. This is the longest conversation we've had. He hasn't opened up to anyone else yet, as far as I'm aware. I'll be a patient as he needs me to be.
"Everyone..." He begins, a hint of embarrassment in his voice. "...is really scary."
"Everyone?" I repeat, "Are you still feeling shy?"
"Yes. I only know..." He counts on his fingers before holding them up for me. "Three people. Mr. Nick, Dr. Smith, and Ms. Ori."
"That's a good start! Considering there are only twenty of us total, that's an achievement."
"What does 'achievement' mean?" He asks me, struggling to pronounce the word correctly. It's quite adorable.
"Achievement." I enunciate each syllable for him slowly. "It's something you did, despite it being very difficult. It's something you can be proud of. Do you understand?"
"Yes. Thank you, Ms. Ori."
"You don't have to call me 'miss'. Just 'Ori' is fine, okay?"
"Ori." He repeats after me.
"Yes! Just like that, okay?"
"Okay." He smiles. "Thank you."
"For what? It's my name, only shortened." I giggle. "It's the closest thing I have to a nickname."
Wait a tick... That gives me an idea. Louis clearly likes the idea of nicknames. His eyes practically lit up when he called me Ori. I wonder if he has a nickname? Most parents give their kids a nickname, or at least something like a pet name. I'll have to be careful how I ask it. Explicitly bringing up his dead parents is not something I want to do.
I'll be taking a risk with this.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Um. Okay." He nods.
"Do you have a nickname? Maybe someone used to call you something other than 'Louis'?"
He thinks for a moment, his expression turning sad.
"My mom used to call me Lou." He says with a shaky breath. "Dad too."
My expression turns grim. I can tell he's trying not to cry. I'm not sure what to say now. I feel as though a single wrong word could make the dam burst. This was a mistake--I should have known better!
I'm about to be the reason a sick little boy cries. I cover my face with my hands in embarrassment and shame. I don't know what else to do.
A moment later, I feel a tapping at my arm. I turn to look, certain that I'll be met with a teary-eyed child. Instead, I just see a very confused looking boy.
"Ori? Are you okay?"
"Me? O-Of course I am. I thought you..." I trail off, losing my train of thought entirely. Did I misread the situation? He sounded heartbroken, or so I thought? "I didn't mean to..."
"I don't understand."
He continues to stare at me as if I'm crazy. I can't blame him. My actions must be very confusing to him. I take a moment to regain my composure before I can make an even bigger fool of myself.
"Never mind." I shake my head. "It's nothing."
He eyes me carefully, squinting his eyes at me accusingly.
"What?" I say, the offense in my tone all too clear. "Why are you glaring at me like that?"
"Never mind." He says flatly. "It's nothing."
I blink twice, shocked by his words. He's using my own words against me. Does he see through me? I didn't give him enough credit, he's sharp for his age.
"Fine." I sigh. "I was worried I'd upset you. I was trying to avoid the topic of your parents."
"I'm not sad." He blurts out. "Honest!"
"So you say..." I reach into my pocket and feel the slightly warm metal object I've been carrying. I've been meaning to ask about it, and this feels like an appropriate time. I take it out and open it in front of him. "Louis, are these people your parents? Was this your family?"
He looks at it for a moment as tears begin to well up in his eyes. There's my answer. I promptly close it and set it down in my lap.
"Why did you give this to me? It must be very special to you."
"Umm... I wanted you to have it. Because we're friends."
"I appreciate that, really I do, but you don't have to give me anything." I pick the locket back up and offer it to him. "Least of all this."
"No." He shakes his head and pushes my hand away. "I want to!"
The stubborn, pouty look on his face tells me that he isn't going to change his mind. Rather than argue with him, I have a better idea. I stand up and take him by the hand.
"If you're going to insist then isn't it natural that I give you something to? As your friend."
He stands up beside me, his head barely at my hip, and looks up at me.
"It's time we get you out of this place. I'll be with you so there's no need to worry."
"Really?"
"Really." I nod. "Let's go for a walk around town, together."
Comments
Jake Barry
She’s definitely a complicated character. You’ll know more about her very soon, actually.
Acrophite
Definitely loving the focus on Ori again. Her and Louis have a very special bond and I'm curious to see where things go. It seems like it will take a lot to get him out of his shell, but it looks like she is extremely patient and knows how to tread carefully around these situations. It makes me wonder what her backstory is, and how she has matured this much. I mean, she was the first to truly trust Jeannine fully despite us hearing the glimpses of an extremely gruesome past. I'm hoping to see that dug into in the future. Anyways, great work, looking forward to how part 2 will wrap up.
G
There always next time I swear I will get them right!!!!
G
Dang it !!!!!! 1/6 do I need to get four clover or rabbits foot for good luck 😔😔😔 rats!!!!
Jake Barry
Sorry G, you missed all three. But I do like #2. I’m putting that one in my notes.
G
Now for my prediction magic so far I'm 1 for 3 I believe let's see if I can get to 4 for 3 hopefully 1 - We cut to a police rescue mission for a lilies black market while seeing the process of arresting and safely securing the captured lilies and taking them to a safe location. We see one cop that cares for the safety of lilies and one that just doing it because of it his job and a good paycheck and we get a conversation between them about why this is important and why they need to help. 2 - We Then cut back to Sara who came back from her cousin's wedding and she finds a lilie settlement we see her make a choice to either leave them alone/ maybe Interrace with them or be like the rest and kill them all as if they were just bugs. 3 - (okay this one is my biggest roll-the-dice and hope-for-luck prediction yet here goes) - We later find out there is a secret society or group of lilies with the sole mission to save and rescue as many lilies across the globe going on daring missions from science labs, restaurants, and black markets to save lilies and take them to underground city call save heavens showing Nick that lilies have to power to protect and save each other even when face against impossible odds and having the will to stand up and beat the odds. Again the third one is probably unlikely but hey you never know any way you don’t have to answer I can just wait to see if I got the right or not. But like a great song told me DON’T STOP BELIEVING!!! (Don’t stop believing - if you don’t know the song
G
Dang it Dang it !!!! man, why did you have to make Louis so sweet and innocent that it makes me feel so sad knowing he lost his parents at this young age same can be said for Nick but still uggggghh!!. Love how ori is basically being his mother figure while Nick is his Father figure that is always busy but still cares for him. Now I wonder what Jeannine would be for him. I guess a big sister LILLTERLY for that manner is how I would see their relationship being. And now that I think about there are probably more kids like Louis who suffer the same fate or worse uggggh Now I feel even worse for the Lilies like bro. An overall great chapter that both makes me happy and sad.
Jake Barry
I hope the Ori chapters are enjoyable, despite lacking size themes. Chapters 17 and 18 are two-parters, focusing on her and Louis. After that, expect some very different chapters as we wrap up Part 2 of the story.
