Sorry.

Klaus’s POV

I thought I was okay, really. I still felt much discomfort in my joints but I wasn’t going to let that send me home for days again. I am stronger than this, I know it.

My joints still really ached during the class so I decided to go to the school infirmary during lunch to get some help from the nurse. I didn’t really know where it was because I had never visited it since I got into this school. There it is! I finally spotted it from after after making a few turns from my classroom.

Walking was getting more painful because of my left knee but I wasn’t worried since the infirmary was in sight.

That specific hallway was empty and I could only conclude that it was empty because the lockers there were vacant. There were no name tags on them since they weren’t occupied. Suddenly, I couldn’t feel my left leg again. I tried taking a step but I probably lost good footing and so I fell.

I was a bit dizzy and unstable when someone helped me up carefully. My eyes were opened but my sight was blackened a little. Slowly and silently, we got to the infirmary and I was made to sit down.

The nurse with kind eyes already knew what I was suffering from when I told her my health condition and explained the pain to her. She prepared some band aids and asked me to roll my pants up. I felt pain the most in my left knee. After spraying my left knee with some sort of ointment, she wrapped it up with a bandage.

I rolled my pants down and thanked the nurse. After, I looked around to find and thank the one who helped me to the infirmary and I was stunned to see Brownie seated at the waiting area. Something was odd about her. Our eyes met as I was scanning her body to find what seemed off about her. She was tightly gripping her left arm. I could only confirm that she was in pain when I looked back at her eyes.

Dahlia’s POV

He got out of the class a little too fast when the siren wailed for lunch. I hesitantly rushed to the door to catch up with him. The hungry rascals in my class aggressively rushed through the doorway. I moved aside to make way for them but unfortunately, the metallic latch of the door cut my arm a little above my elbow. Is wasn’t a deep cut but I was bleeding.

I am so pissed. I hope it doesn’t leave an ugly scar on my beautiful beautiful skin. Now I have to pass by the infirmary to get it looked at. Also, I have to find Klaus to apologize and I need to have lunch as well. I am starving. I wasn’t even mentally prepared for how I was going to apologize to Klaus. I haven’t apologized to anyone in a while and knowing myself, if I didn’t do it today while I still felt bad about how I treated Klaus, I’d probably never apologize. It was now or never for me.

I was practicing how I would approach him when I saw him. Should I be nice or serious. Or should I write it in a letter. No! the letter idea was out. I dismissed that thought when I remembered what he did to the first “letter” I left in his locker. I was running out of ideas.

My heart did a mini leap when I turned a corner into the empty hallway and saw Klaus. I assumed he was going to the school infirmary too. I tried to walk without alerting him because all my ideas on how to approach him evaporated when I saw him. He paused. Oh no, have I been caught?! Then it happened. He took another step and out of the blue, he was on the ground.

What just happened! I rushed over to his side and slowly helped him up. He still managed to walk as I supported him with my arm around his body and his arm around my neck. All I could think of at this moment was Killian, and it broke my heart. Slowly and silently, we got into the infirmary. I didn’t know what to say.

I sat on the waiting bench after leaving him with the nurse. I my heart broke even more when I overheard their conversation. What I found out that day made me feel like the worst monster that ever existed. What had I become? How was I even going to approach him after hearing that. I only watched the nurse skillfully attend to him as I waited for my turn to be attended to.

My cut was beginning to burn more as it was exposed to air and so I covered it tightly by gripping my arm. I sat there just staring at the back of his head after the nurse was done with him. He was looking around the room and finally met eyes with mine. His gaze began to wander around my body as if he was looking for something in particular but I stayed frozen in my seat. Our eyes met again for a while, then I saw his eyes widen behind his glasses.

He said, “Your... arm. What’s wrong with it?”? these were the first words Klaus ever said to me. The first time I heard his voice, and it was laced with concern toward a girl who isn’t nice to him. Why?

I looked away, ignoring his question, still feeling very much ashamed of myself for mistreating him.

“mm-mm”, the nurse cleared her throat as if to ask us why we were still in the infirmary.

I stood and walked past him to the nurse and showed her my arm. My heart sunk as I watched Klaus walk out of the infirmary from the corner of my eye. I didn’t expect him to stay or leave either. I was just very lost at that moment. After my treatment, I took the infirmary pass and walked slowly to the door thinking of how I will even avoid seeing him. It was going to be hard because we both had Calculus next and were most likely to maintain our sitting positions as it was in our just ended class.

Staying in the infirmary wasn’t an option since I wasn’t exactly ill, so I have to move to class anyway. I got out of the infirmary closing the door behind me.

My soul almost left my body when I saw Klaus leaning on the wall close to the door. Why is he sticking around, oh God? I wanted to walk away but we both knew he was there waiting for me. I had already walked out on him in the infirmary and I could do it again because I didn’t know what to say to him after overhearing his conversation with the school nurse. I am a horrible person, that is now a well-established fact.

With my head bowed down in shame I begin to walk away and then he holds my wrist. My eyes widen in response and my brain begins to race in thought.

“Thank you”, he said softly.

“I’m sorry”, I blurted out simultaneously as I looked at my wrist still in his gentle grip. He notices and let go of me. I turn back around quick enough to ruin any chances of him starting a conversation with me as we were going to be late for Calculus. I begin to walk a little faster ahead of him just so that we wouldn’t have to enter the classroom together. Unfortunately, he stepped into the class right after I did without me knowing that he caught up with me.

“And why are you two late?”, our Calculus teacher questions and I cringe at how this whole situation looks.

“Ayyyy...”, the whole class goes, and I hear some giggles which even made me cringe more.

“I uhh...”, I begin to answer the teacher and Klaus quickly cut me.

“We are from the infirmary please.”, he quickly responds, pointing to my plastered arm.

We? This boy is just making things more awkward than it already is.

“Show your infirmary passes then.”, our teacher requests.

Well, I pull out my pass and quickly push it back in my pocket when I remember not seeing Klaus take an infirmary pass. I boldly tell the teacher that we forgot to take passes and this made him quite suspicious of us.

“See me in my office, both of you, after school. Go take your seats.”, he said, dismissing us with the wave of his hand.