Jaskier's POV:
I woke up the next day feeling lower than low. Leaving my bed felt like a chore and opening my eyes felt like the world's worst hangover. I could hear my alarm still going off so I slapped the snooze button to turn it off. I let out a soft sigh and turned to my other side, now facing my wall decorated with various artworks by my past friends. Nobody will notice if I'm gone for one day, I'm sure.
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I woke up a few hours later to a few texts from Geralt, surprisingly. I decided to read what he sent me to figure out what he wanted.
11:07 Geralt<3: Where are you?
12:32 Geralt<3: Can you meet by the park after school today?
I read the two small messages. Someone had noticed I was gone. Nobody had ever noticed when I was gone before. Why does Geralt care, though? I gave him the help he wanted. I'm sure he has his precious Yennefer now. He probably just wants to tell me to get rid of his number and forget he had anything to do with me. I'll just hold him back anyways.
2:43 Jaskier: Where at in the park?
I found myself getting out of bed for the first time today just to talk to Geralt. It's funny how sometimes one person can pull you out of even the darkest of places, even for a moment.
I pulled on a hoodie and some jeans and managed to pull on my shoes. I left a note for my mom in case she came home and I started my hour long walk to the park. It was much warmer today but I didn't mind it, I was used to the warmth by now,
When I got to the park Geralt was already waiting for me on the same swing he was at last night. I sat down on the swing next to him and glanced at him. He was staring at me for a moment before looking away.
"Aren't you hot in that?" he asked. He was wearing a black tank top and jeans, his long silver hair in a ponytail to keep himself a little cooler than the weather and it seemed to work. I shrugged and looked down.
"I'm used to it. Why did you wanna meet here?" I asked, bringing the topic off of me for a moment. I looked at him again and he sighed.
"I tried what you suggested," he started.
"And?" I asked, curious of how it had gone. From his tone of voice and his expression it probably didn't go well, though.
"I couldn't get her for more than a few moments. Plan didn't work." I gave him a sympathetic smile and shrugged.
"She's like that. Many guys have tried but she's stubborn as a mule." He grunted in agreement and we sat there in silence. It was nice to be sitting with him like this, even if he was after a woman with no love in her heart for anyone.
"So where were you all day?" Geralt asked, breaking the silence and leaving me tense. How do I respond to that? I pulled my sleeves over my hands as a sort of comfort and looked down, trying to figure out what to say.
"I, um..I was at home. My mom..um..she wasn't feeling well and I decided to take care of her," I said, coming up with a believable enough lie. Hopefully it would work on him.
"Couldn't she have cared for herself?" he asked. I felt him staring at me and tried my best to ignore it.
"She's got...mental problems. If I'd left her I might not have...had a mom anymore.." I kept the lie going. I was telling a sort of truth because my mom did have mental issues and if she was left alone without taking her meds I really wouldn't have a mom. "I made her take her meds before I left, though, so she'll be fine for a little while." Geralt nodded, seeming satisfied with my response enough to drop it.
"Would you be willing to help me tomorrow?" he asked, taking the topic off of me again. I thought about it for a second. Being around the brute wouldn't be so bad but I'd be helping him get a wench in the process. I still found myself saying yes.
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Geralt had stayed an hour longer and even insisted on walking me home. I had told him it was a literal hour long walk and it took that whole hour to convince him I would be fine on my own. I knew I probably wasn't going to be fine but I could deal with that. I couldn't deal with dragging Geralt into my shit so I just told him to go home. I think after an hour of debating with him he realized he should probably give up because next thing I knew he was sighing and saying goodbye and wishing me safe travels.
I jogged my way home, wanting to take my mind off of everything at the moment. It had gotten a little cooler but it was still fairly warm so I was sweating in my outfit meant for fall and winter. I focused my attention on getting home and then I was suddenly on the ground in an alley getting the shit kicked out of me for god knows what. I tried to protect myself by curling up and covering my head but that left me feeling even more pain. I heard them talking and taunting me but I couldn't make out their words. After they left I laid there for who knows how long, crying and trying to get the strength to stand up and go home. When I was finally able to get up the sun had set long ago and the air was definitely colder now. I was no longer sweating at least but my whole body hurt. I carefully made my way home, thankfully not running into any more problems. When I got home there was nobody, like usual. Just a note on the fridge and money on the counter. I grabbed the note and read it with a sigh. She was on a business trip to another state for a week for a major emergency. I was alone for a week.
I trudged my way to the bathroom and fixed the major problems like big gashes and a few cuts and let the less serious injuries be. I was about to order food when I got a text from Geralt.
Geralt<3: Did you get home alright?
I sighed and a small smile made its way to my lips. I guess it felt nice for somebody to care for once. It felt nice for someone to worry about me like this.
Jaskier: Yeah
Geralt<3: Have you eaten dinner yet?
Jaskier: I was about to order something, why?
Geralt<3: My sister wants you to come over. Cirilla Riannon, you might know her
Jaskier: CIRI IS YOUR SISTER?! No way
Geralt<3: Give me your address so I can pick you up
I hesitated for a moment. Should I give Geralt, someone I wasn't really close with at all and had a major crush on despite barely knowing him, my address? I guess it's nice to have a friend right now.
Jaskier: My address is xxxxxx
Jaskier: I just need to clean up a bit, I slipped while getting home
I put my phone down and got ready to go over to his house. I can't believe I've been talking to him for two days and I'm already going over to his house. I'm nervous and excited.
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: To those wondering why I suddenly changed something, I made a mistake. I talk about Jaskier's mom knowing about the phone in one chapter and then contradict that in another so I fixed it. I was reading over older chapters so I could keep the story accurate, I'm sorry for any confusion. Also, WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME I FUCKED IT UP \(>A<)/ I'm sorry for yelling..)
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