The Hate Game

Chapter 6

"Stop popping painkillers like candy!" Serkan exclaimed, tearing his gaze from the blueprints he was just checking to look at Eda. They were sitting at the library as the first day of Eda's slavery time began, and she had a bad headache that was developing with every passing hour. 

Eda glowered at Serkan massaging her temples. "Sana ne? Who are you, my grandmother?"

"This is your third one in two hours, and they obviously not working as you sit here sighing miserably for the whole morning."

"It's not my fault that only paracetamol is available here. I need something else."

"You are an addict too?" Serkan squinted his eyes. "It wouldn't be surprising knowing your unhealthy habits."

"I would say this weather and low pressure are the cause of my headaches, but I think it's rather you and your stupid comments." Eda spat, trying to find the right pressure point on her head to relief her pain.

"You are so destructive that it's hard to believe you were an athlete. And the cause is you skipping meals and not sleeping."

"Mmhmm, Serkan, you think you are so smart and know everything about my habits just after a couple of days."

"I know. I'm very perceptive, and yours are very easy to notice."

Eda made a childish face at Serkan. "Stop praising yourself. You know nothing about my habits."

"I knew everything just after one day. You have no routine regarding your eating and sleeping. You are skipping meals because you sleep too long and don't have time for breakfast, and even if you do, you are too lazy to even prepare something when you are too late for breakfast in the cafeteria. You're surviving on chocolate and cookies and skipping lunch because you stuffed yourself so much that you would throw up after a proper meal, so you replace it with a coffee. You eat double the amount at dinner, and you are too sick and have no strength for work in the evenings, but you have to work then because you read books all day and you have to do your assignments at night, but you are crushing just after two hours. You go to sleep but you can't because you ate too much sugar and your brain was overworked past evening that it can shut down, so you stay up in the night during probably nothing productive, and you can't wake up in the morning, that's why you are always late and the circle starts again."

Eda shot Serkan an annoyed gaze at his spot on observation as he continued.

"You don't drink water. You don't work out and you sit all day in a dusty library with no fresh air. You shut the windows here today because you said it is too cold, and now we will get suffocated by these old books."

"Are you stalking my every move? I didn't think earlier that you are such a creep, Serkan."

"Such a creep." Serkan chuckled. "Earlier, you thought I'm just a creep?"

"Exactly. And I still think you and your lecturers are the cause of my headache. And you are the one to talk? You sit in this library all day, and you work at night."

"I have a healthy routine. I wake up every day at five o'clock in the morning and have a proper workout. I'm running with Sirius, I eat full meals, and I have enough sleep."

Eda rolled her eyes at Serkan, but it only worsened her headache.

"You just going to bed as early as old grandpa you are."

"Every grandpa would wish to look like me."

"So you admit you are a ninety old grandpa. I'm not really surprised you wake up at dawn. All old people can't sleep." Eda said, pressing her palm to her face to lessen her headache.