(Oh damn)
Ajax rubbed his eyes, wincing as he caused his eye to throb once more. Shit, he had forgotten to ice it before he had fallen asleep. He was surprised he could even see out of his eye, even if he could barely see. He rested his head on his forearm, his free hand resting his stomach.
Yesim laid on the ground while covering her head, quietly whimpering as she waited for another blow. Richard hadn't planned on using the bottle yet so he kicked her hard in the stomach, the only place Yesim wasn't covering.
Ajax closed his eyes, enjoying the way the nightly breeze felt against his skin, cooling him down. He embraced it, sighing quietly to himself.
Yesim didn't say anything and stayed quiet, her making noises usually made it worse for her. "Hey, get up." Richard ordered, Yesim quickly obliged and stood up, waiting for another blow again. He grabbed her throat and pushed her up against the wall, holding the broken beer bottle tightly in his hand. "If you come late again, It's going to get worse? Understand?" Yesim quickly nodded, letting Richard hit her hard in the head with the beer bottle. She quickly stumbled up the stairs, wincing in pain as she hoped there weren't any bruises or cuts on her face.
Come morning, he climbed down off the roof and popped back in his room. He showered, taking his time, and letting the hot water soothe his aching muscles. He dressed for the day before walking to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat before school.
Yesim groggily woke up, rubbing her eyes as she looked around. She had fallen asleep after she had finished her homework, she lazily got up and put on a long-sleeved shirt and some black pants before heading downstairs. Richard was probably passed out on the couch. Yesim sighed in relief when he was indeed passed out on the couch and headed out the door with her backpack slung over her shoulder, she usually got breakfast at some random place if she had enough money but she usually didn't eat anything for breakfast.
Ajax climbed onto his motorcycle and drove to school. His mother had already left for work so he hadn't gotten to say goodbye. He felt guilty that she worked so much. He tried to help the best he could, without her knowing where the money came from, but it only did so much and she only accepted so much.
Yesim quietly walked to the school while texting with her friends, they didn't know about Richard and they thought she lived by herself. Anyone awake yet?
Ajax parked his motorcycle qa ne unclipped his helmet. He walked into the school.
Yesim was surprised when Mikhail replied. Mikhail: Who on earth wakes up this early? Also, fuck you since you woke me up. She chuckled and quickly replied before turning her phone off and walking into the school.
(Bump…?)
Ajax walked into his first class, English. He sat down in usual seat at the back of the class and pulled out his phone. He plugged in his ear phone and started to listen to music.
Yesim quietly walked into her first class, English. She sat down in a corner in the back row then took out her sketchbook and a pencil. She started sketching a rose, resting her head in her other hand while humming a random song she knew.
Ajax looked over at her. He crumbled up a ball of paper and threw it at her, effectively bouncing off of her head. He fist pumped the air, having hit his target. Let's just say is aim wasn't always the best.
Yesim looked up when she felt something hit her head, looking in the general direction of where the paper ball had been thrown from. She looked a bit surprised when she saw Ajax and quickly looked away, trying her best not to pay attention to him.
Ajax frowned when she ignored him. He wadded up another piece of paper and threw at her again, missing her head but at least hitting her side. Hopefully, she felt that and actually noticed him.
Yesim looked up again, looking annoyed. "Do you need anything?" She asked, glaring at him. She didn't know why Ajax kept hitting her with paper balls and she didn't want to be bothered.
Ajax raised an eyebrow at her attitude. "What's got your panties in a twist?" He asked. He set his phone down. "Just wanted to make sure you were doing alright."
Yesim rolled her eyes. "I just don't want to be annoyed today, that's all. Also, if you wanted to see if I was doing alright, you don't need to hit me with paper balls because you're too lazy to get up." She replied, she was usually very grumpy in the morning and her friends considered it 'cute,' she still didn't know why.
"But I was too lazy to get up. And this is much more fun. It also effectively irritates you which is a plus.." Ajax moved his hair out of his eye, which was purple and almost completely swollen shut.
"Oh shut up." Yesim grumbled, noticing Ajax's eye had gotten worse. "Do you want me to give you an ice-pack for your eye? It looks pretty bad and you said you wouldn't skip school."
Ajax shrugged his shoulders. "I'm fine. I've had worse. It'll go down in a few days." He said as if it was a mere bruise on his arm he'd gotten from running into something.
"Are you sure?" Yesim asked worriedly, glancing at his swollen eye every so often.
"I'm sure, you don't need to worry." He really did want the ice pack, but he would deal with it. He told himself he would be fine.
Yesim didn't say anything but she knew he was lying, she was planning on leaving an ice pack in his locker. "Okay then." She went back to drawing, resting her head in her hand again and humming a song she knew.