Mysteries of Riverwood

Chapter 20 :- Tea Time With Doc

After the resounding slap, my left cheek stung with pain, and I instinctively covered it with my trembling hand. I stood there, frozen in shock, like a statue carved from ice, as I stared at Mrs. Smith. Her face was flushed with anger, her eyes blazing with fury. As if on cue, Mrs. Warner appeared, her expression one of sheer disbelief, as she took in the sight of the bodyguards sprawled on the ground, groaning in agony.

Suddenly, a young woman emerged from inside the orphanage, a stethoscope draped around her neck. It was clear she was a doctor. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped in surprise. I couldn't help but wonder why she was there, but I had a feeling it had something to do with Alice.

Mrs. Smith's voice boomed, scolding me for single-handedly incapacitating the bodyguards. They had been specifically instructed not to allow anyone to enter, which explained their resistance. The weight of my actions crashed down upon me, and I felt a pang of remorse. I hastily apologized to everyone present, my words filled with genuine regret.

Mrs. Smith ordered me to go inside my room, and I obediently complied. As I retrieved my bag, which I had thrown, I glanced back at the bodyguards. They stood up, clearly in pain. I apologized to them once more, and to my relief, they forgave me.

I hurried inside the orphanage towards my room, feeling the weight of my actions heavy on my shoulders. I entered in my riom, locked the door behind me and collapsed onto my bed, still dressed in my clothes. I replayed the events in my mind, berating myself for my impulsive behavior. How could I have acted so recklessly without even stopping to ask why they were blocking my way?

I mean, seriously, I didn't even bother to ask what those guys were up to before I went all crazy on them. My anger got the best of me, and I just unleashed all my fury without even thinking twice. Now, I couldn't help but worry about what the doctor would say. I mean, how could she not be super pissed at me? I totally beat up her bodyguards like there was no tomorrow. I let out a big sigh, realizing how messed up my actions were, and quietly said to myself, "Man, I'm such a fool."

Engrossed in my own thoughts, I heard a faint sound of knocking on my door. Startled, I called out, "Come in!"

The door creaked open slowly, revealing the familiar figure of Mrs. Warner. She entered the room, closed the door behind her, and fixed her gaze upon me. With a hint of amusement in her voice, she remarked, "Quite the troublemaker, aren't you?" I remained silent, unsure of how to respond.

Letting out a sigh, Mrs. Warner made her way towards the bathroom. She returned with a cool piece of cloth, which she gently placed on my left cheek. As the coolness soothed the pain, I winced in pain. Mrs. Warner noticed and asked, "Does it hurt that much?"

I nodded in response, my cheeks flushing inexplicably. "Of course it does," I muttered, feeling a mix of embarrassment and frustration. Trying to defend myself, I blurted out, "And I'm not a troublemaker. They didn't let me in, so I had to teach them a lesson."

Mrs. Warner sighed once more, her eyes filled with a mix of understanding and disappointment. "Why do you always resort to fighting, Alvin? Is that the only solution you see? You used to be so good at talking things out."

She continued "You know, I think I know you better than anyone else here, even more than Alice. So don't even try to lie to me, tell me what happened."

Her unwavering gaze made me squirm uncomfortably. I knew I couldn't hide the truth from her. Reluctantly, I began to recount the entire story of how I had encountered those drunken individuals and ended up beating them.

Mrs. Warner listened intently, her expression a mix of concern and familiarity. "Same old Alvin, You will never change." she murmured softly.

Feeling a sudden urge to change the subject, I asked, "Anyway, how is Alice? Is she feeling better?"